Faces of Evil

By the way, this are the three irritating bastard that i mentioned earlier. Please slap them for me if you see them on the street. No mercy. Hate them. Arghh.

Sky high

My absence from here was filled with me being tormented royally by three irritating bastard from downtown hell hole. It was an experience that shall not repeat but i would so blog it in the near future (i promise) Anyway, in spite of all this ugliness, i manage to milk out some of my inner creative juice and took this happy snaps.

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Hating the love

I realised that i really hate the feeling of falling in love. To be exact, the route to falling head over heels itself. All these butterfly fluttering in the stomach, heat rush and constant goosebum whenever he walks pass is pretty annoying. The more you try not to think about it, the more you can't seems to get it off your system. And the fact that my heart betrayed me whenever i'm within ten kilometers from him is just irritating, downright tiring and simply unfashionable.

But what bugs me the most is me not being in control. And of all the male species that i choose to have a major crush on this time, it have to be that one single male that head the troops of unemotional soul. He's practically emotionless. No matter how many frames per second i flutter my eye lashes, even to the point of baldness, he wouldn't realize it for a bit. How la? It's hard enough having your heart pounding to the beat of another man's presence but to have him totally disregard it without a glance is just beyond!

What to do la?

It's not a choice. It's biological!

Have you ever wonder why you have such a huge appreciation towards the colour pink? Or the fact that every single clothings you have are either full or partially embroiled with sequins? To be frank, its not because you're a creative soul who crave individuality over stereotype. It's mainly because you're a true breed happy camper! And girlfriend, this is not a phase. It's biological. It's something in you that you're born with and not a choice. Don't believe me, try the test below. You'll know what i mean.

And while you're at it, throw on your six inch heels and feather boa, coz sister, welcome to the club! It's free membership for life. So value for money!

Don't blame me

I think the time have come (yet again) for me to share my inner camwhoreness for the viewing pleasure of the public. I was at work as usual, busy, busy, busy, when i suddenly felt the urge to take pictures of myself. I would like to stress that this is solely for the benefit of all my loyal fans and not just an act of self promotion. Oh ya, i cut my hair like a week ago. It's very old school beckham-ish. Mini mohawk and all. And i think i look more fresh now. Just like a school boy. Oh please, you must be joking! Shut your pet pet! Shut! Shut your pet pet! Aww. I'm mad la.

Did you know...

I was browsing around wikipedia.org (don't ask why!), when i came across the word 'rain dogs'. Did you know rain dogs are dogs which become lost because the rain has washed away their scent. So tragic kan!

...and did you know?

• Rain Dogs is an album by Tom Waits, released in August of 1985. Who??
• Rain Dogs is a movie directed by Robbie Moffat, released in 2004. With a tagline, 'Four Neds steal a Leonardo Da Vinci painting from a Scottish castle', no wonder its was a flop.
• Rain Dogs is also a movie by malaysia very own Ho Yuhang, release in 2006. My friend charlotte the harlot, is the co-writer. I'm so proud.
  
• Rain Dogs is the tittle of a book by Sean Doolittle. I have no idea what it's about. Google it yourself.
• Rain Dogs is a republic bar (?) in Japan. If you're interested and understand japanese, then i guess maybe you should log on to http://www.raindogs-web.com/toppage.html

Just thought you might want to know. I'm just doing my bit for the community. Jangan marah!

Finest things in life that i crave

When life become too hectic to even breath, and the sky fails to spill it's sunshine anymore, i often try to take a moment and do the things that draws the line in my smile. These are the finest and yet simple things in life that kept me going like an energizer bunny;

01. Separating slice shallots into smal tiny rings.
02. Smelling freshly wash clothings
03. Drawing straight lines
04. Stepping on moist grass after a heavy rain pour
05. Applying cold cucumber mask on a hot sunny day
06. Making fruit juices
07. The smell of nail polish
08. Feeling the fine grains of rice between my fingers
09. Midnight swim in the pool
10. Walking alone along a windy alley
11. Taking aimless train rides on a sunday morning
12. Having foot soak on a rainy day
13. Late night karaoke session
14. Laying in bed and feeling the heat of the morning sun
15. Checking the cq counter on my blog (hehe)

Her name is Moira

It's amazing how a few sips of malibu and southern comfort could transform us to instant dressmakers. Last friday night was spend at lil miss mei's mansion, sewing away the hours making doll size pants and skirts for Moira. Oh ya, my first ever blythe doll is named Moira, which i later found out means uncertain or maybe bitter in hebrew. Enjoy the pix!

this is what i call details!

Blythe-gedelic!

pictures courtesy of lil miss mei

Work have been killing me lately, with endless pre production meetings to numerous recce session. It's like running my very own faggotary cabinet! And today isn't any exception. I was literally running around like a mad cow, scrambling thru the piles of notes and print out. I was in the burst of breaking down and throwing a tantrum. But all melted away with just a small phone call and it's sunshine again!

Remember my blythe doll obsession. Well. I finally got myself one, and it's all thanks to lil miss mei and sister bliss. The next thing to do now is to give her a name. What shall it be? hmm...

Opsy daisy!

Have you ever wonder why the hell you are seating in your little cubicle at the office at three in the afternoon on a beautiful tuesday, typing away in your bigger-than-life pc with deadlines cripping up your arse, instead of sipping piña coladas on a faraway island? Well, it's most probably because you haven't met miss bunssie here. She's the viciously stylish + highly sought after casting queen in the industry and she's my friend. Knowing her is like having the golden ticket to luncheon at the ivy, private jet rides with hugh hefner, lychee martini at koi and being john galliano's muse. It's like having stardom and beyond!

Alcohol is bad for your eyes

Have you ever met someone over drinks from the previous night and the next morning you meet up again for coffee and you're like 'What was i thinking then? What happen to the hunkilious guy from last night? Was he ever that short? and what's with that face?!' haha. Evil. But hey, I had a couple of such encounters, and it's hideously embarrassing to begin with. The problem is, once you're drunk, everyone suddenly have this sparkle in their eyes and they all look amazingly cute. It's unexplainable and can be brutal to some.

So next time when you're in a club with too many drinks in your system, you should just shut up and go home. Don't even bother hanging around cause i can guarantee you, half of what you see aren't what they appear to be. So go home and take some much needed rest. It's a cruel world out there. Trust me.

xoxo

I just have to...

I know i said previously that i'll try to stop being so narcissistic and will restrain from posting more pictures of myself, but this time i have to la. It's like a must. You see, i was out working (i really am) and shanandra took this picture of me. Never mind the very manly pose i was posing. I was trying to look superior. haha. Who was i kidding?

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Shopping list!

Over the years, i have develop an understanding that there are a certain range of man (haha, i made them sound like beef at the supermarket!) that i could and would only date. I know, i sound like the ever superficial me, but like hello!, a boy got to do what a boy got to do and i ain't gonna let some godforsaken wanker ruin my life and turn it into his very own merry-go-round.

So here's a rundown on the must and mustn't in mr wanna's Future Boyfriend Checklist. Interested applicants are advised to pay full attention.

• He must be older than me, but not like someone who could pass as my grandfather la. I think with age comes stability and assurance, which is important for a boy like me. haha.
  
• He must be either same height or taller than me. It only seems appropriate to be so. Dont' ask me why.
  
• He mustn't be possessive. He needs to understand that i am a human and i need my space and freedom sometimes. I have a life to live, so don't bug me!
  
• He must be a conversationist. He needs to know how to work his words to turn it into foreplay for the ears.
  
• He must be a kisser. Nothing beats a good smooch. Not even m&m with whipped cream!
• He must have a stable job. Or else how could he afford all those 'presents' for me? I think i'm so thoughtful sometimes.
  
• Finally i think he should know how to drive. I like a man who rides a vespa. I think it's very sexy.

xoxo

Snapshots

We were casting (yet again) for another tv commercial shoot and guess who drop by, Chad Michael Murray himself! Okay maybe an asian version look-a-like of him, but nevertheless, i was like, frozen for a moment when he walks in. And typical, everything that have to go wrong went wrong at that time, the lights weren't functioning well, the camera was just as retarded as i am and i just forgot how to speak. I was talking elvish. Stuttering my way through the whole casting, it wasn't even funny. Don't you think he looks like him? A little bit? Tinnie winnie bitsy bit?

Just some random MEME questions

What’s in the glove box of your car?
I don't own a licence, hence i don't drive, equals to no car. But if i do, i bet there would be boxes of wet wipes in it.

Favorite classes in college (or high school):
Printmaking. I studied foundation of fine art for half a year before i quit. It was the only class that kept me going.

Shampoo brand:
Too many. I'm a big girl, so leave me alone.

Favorite piece of furniture you own:
My daybed from ikea. It has witness my many kinky escapade.

Idea of a really good first date:
I'm pretty old fashion, so dinner after a good chick flick follow by a moonlight stroll would be ideally perfect.

Favorite fruit:
Strawberry. Taste better if it when dip in sugar. Love it!

What's the funniest pick up line you have ever heard?:
What's you favourite alphabet? Mine is 'U'

What would you eat for dinner if it were your last night on earth?
Fettucine with mushrooms, sun dried tomatoes and goat cheese.

Free Will or Destiny?
Destiny. I'm too lazy to initiate free will.

What would you sing at karaoke?
Anything from Spice Girls! I'm still mentally stuck in the 90's transsexual pop period.

Sweater or Sweatshirt?
Sweatshirt.

Paris, NYC, Tokyo, or Rio de Janeiro?
Neither. Greece is the place for me.

What do you wear to bed usually?
A worn t-shirt, boxer shorts and the occasional hair curlers.

If you dyed your hair, what colour would you dye it?
Pink. If only i have guts to do so. I also want a mohawk.

If you went back to school, what would you study?
English Literature + Art History

Gum or mints?
Gum.

Recurring nightmares?
Expansion. Skin expansion. Don't ask. It's just weird.

Age & location of first kiss?
15. At a fling's house in a typical conservative malay village.

Describe your favourite pair of shoes:
It's a red Pallas Jazz. Like converse, it has white rubbery bits running around it. It's very comfy.

First CD purchase:
Spice by Spice Girls. Haha.

First concert:
Never been to one before. I'm sad, i know.

If you were doomed to be mauled to death by an animal, what animal would you prefer that to be?
Chicken. It's about payback time.

Do you/would you own a gun?
No. Unless it comes in pink and it's fashionable to have it.

What religion would you like to know more about:
Kabbalah, and why it's making Madonna so mentally challenge nowadays.

Favourite food as a kid:
Porridge with anchovies flakes and soy sauce.

How many languages do you speak?
Three. English, malay, and a bit of the common chinese dialect.

If you could make one state in the US just go away, which state would that be?
I don't know la. I don't hate them enough.

How many prescriptions do you take?
Just Oral Aid. I know it's not a prescription but i have like gazillion ulcer everyday that i have sort of develop an addiction to it.

Lake or Ocean?
Lake. There's always something mysterious and unexplained about lakes.

What is the worst lie you’ve ever told to get out of work, (and don’t say you’ve never lied to get out of work, because that my friend is a lie and you know it)?
'I have a severe sore throat. Doctor said it's contagious' I'm a hopeless liar.

Do you carry a backpack, a satchel or “man bag”, tote bag, brief case, or a backpack on wheels?
Satchel.

Have you ever been arrested/cited for anything other than traffic violations?
No. I'm a good boy.

Would you ever move for/with a significant other?
Maybe. But i'll bring along my parents with me. If he wants me, he got to have ALL of me. Haha.

What was the weirdest thing you had to dissect for biology?
Probably a fish. Some fish.

Would you ever consider spending some time at a nudist colony?
No. The thought of being with so many naked people terrified me. Ew.

Best thing you can cook?
Steam dory fish with garlic + onion sause.

If you were going to donate 1000 dollars to a charity, what would that be?
Is there a charity that provide free medical fee + medicine to under privilege people? Maybe also to the Bipolar Disorder Association.

the party that we shall not talk about *huss*

Remember lilmissmei very low profile and very secretive birthday bash, well it turn out to be not so discreet after all. Let's just say it was more rockstar than dave navarro could ever be. Started off with a cat fight with a bitch from lala land over the seating arrangement to dancing up a storm at the deejay stand, lilmissmei sure knows how to tell the world it was her birthday!

more pictures posted kinkyliciously at lilmissmei.blogspot.com

the ugly submarine's Top Ten Hottest Dream Boys

Hereby i submit to you, the ugly submarine's Top Ten Hottest Dream Boys of early 2007. These mouth watering, eye twitching and heart pounding males have outshine their peers to secure the Best spot in their finest category. May the buffet begin, bon appetite!

psst : grab a napkin, you would need it

I support this campaign!

I know my blog is like so safe for kids, adolescent and old people, but i have to, have to post this pix. This was taken from a print ad campaign to educate the importance of wearing condom. The idea is genuinely witty and pure genius. Enjoy.

The complicated world of lilmissmei

At seven in the morning, i woke up with dilemma screaming across my forehead. You see, a bit more than a decade ago, lilmissmei was shove to the world into the arms of her parents. And today is her... *huss* *huss* birthday. However, we are not suppose to be loud about it and she is not suppose to celebrate it. It's like a date that we shall not mention. Why? Well, you have to ask her if you must know. It's a long story.

Therefore, since i can't wish her or throw her a surprise party, i manage to dig up some old photos of lilmissmei during her modeling days and post it here. Sort of like a tribute to the big sister she is to us. We love you!

Just doing my social visits

Sometimes i think my blog is utterly pure narcissistic driven, but then again do you think i care? No seriously, do you think i give a flying rat ass if it is just all about me, me and more me. I like me. A fact i won't deny. Shallow or not, i think if i were not to blog about myself, who would? You?

However, in the spirit of the lunar new year, i think i shall try to be less superficial and concentrate more on the peasants around me. Saying so...

a. I think the recently shaven ms britney just need a friend and she won't be so retarded. Perhaps rehab would help her unlike lindsay *firecrotch" lohan. That girl can't be help!

b. Victoria beckham should just stick to staying in cheshire and don't bother migrating to the states. And that new hairdo, well, plainly blonde is just not her thing. She now seems so normal and approachable. So un-posh like. I hate it.

c. I think Blusher is like a must for anyone who cares about their looks. A fine touch of the pink powder can turn a whorendously insecure beast to a shy pony-tail lolita! FYI, i don't use any of it cause i simply have good gene. Some people just have it all.

d. I don't understand the point of learning three-point parking. It looks so darn difficult and downright problematical. I strongly believe like how the classic line goes, 'Why do i need to learn parking, when everywhere i go there is vallet?' | quoted from alicia silverstone in clueless |

e. The best pose to take any self portraits are to look at a fourty-five degree angle, tilt down your head and look up to the camera. This works for any shitty face available. Trust me, i'm the queen of cam-whoring!

xoxo

Stylishly ME!

To all my loyal fans out there, behind the bushes and underneath the gutter, you can stop hounding my arse now, cause i present to you 'The Ugly Submarine annual centerfold, featuring Mr Wanna'. Print it out, stick it behind the bathroom door, and let your imagination flows. You know you want it! Aw.