Blast from the past.

just dance, gonna be okay *dadadoodoomm*

Henessy Artistry pictures from mont kiara.
Fashionably late, I know.
So sue me :)


Just about the whole world was there when I reached.
Because as fashionably late as this post is, I was even later that night reaching at only 12 =.= *thanks daddy for fetching me*


Naturally who will be the first person I call when im there?
My sweet Abby darling of course! :))


With Melody who writes oh-so-fine pieces.


Jenkin!!! Gotta thank him for the media passes :)


*dance dance dance*

Eh who is this?
Samantha precious! :))


VVIP area & free flow henessy: Mark, Xie Juan, Abby & me


Nuffnang boss and his little princess.


Miss Suet Li spotted with her gorgeous curls.
How come I never get curls like that :(


Miss kinkybluefairy with her perfect pixie face :)


With Jolene and her pretty bright pink dress! *I lovee a good bright pink shade and this is one of them* and Miss Xie Juan. Yes, miss..


Posing a sexy back with some sexy hair ;)


Kevin with someone, im not sure who... Machi?


Kevin with Elaine Daly *grumbles it's like I've become his photographer of the night*
Elaine asked me to audition for MDG3, but really, being on a reality series isnt my kinda thing.


Same shirt wtf. Gay ;p


This is the ultimate kiasu-ness.
Standard pass, Media pass & VVIP pass =.=

Just in the mood, that's all for tonight.
More to come :) xox

Laundry blues.

Lovelove Sunday.

There’s so much to be done but here I am sitting butt-glued to my red swivel chair, unable to move. This is an addiction. My laptop is hypnotizing me, I kid you not.


Credit: sugabear

My mountain pile of clothing is calling out for me to be folded and IRONED. Hands up to those who hate ironing: ME. But the music only gets me shaking and wiggling my butt. Not at all effective; but I’m loving it :) I just went through my pile of clothes and realized that there are tons of stuffs that I no longer wear. I WANT TO SELL THEM. My friends know that I have a tendency to throw things away. If I don’t start selling them I’m afraid their fate may end up in the bin. Oops.

To-do List:-

1. Never-ending laundry.
2. Refund Beyonce “I AM... not coming” concert tickets :(
3. Put my career plan and life goals in writing *crucial but I never get started on that*
4. Pick out clothes that I want to sell and figure out how I’d want to sell it. Will you buy?
5. Manage my expenses and savings.
6. Copy Serena van der Woodsen’s style *she’s my latest style interest* ;p
7. Groom self to perfection *haircut, eyebrow tweezing, facial mask, body lotion, nails..*
8. Practice talking in front of camera to master Paris Hilton’s voice. Hahah kiddin ;p
9. Learn to be more poised; I think I need to start taking ballet classes for this.
10. Generally just clean up the royal mess in my room. FULL STOP.

Okay toodles.

My favourite color is pink.

And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years.

With every extra candle placed on the birthday cake, I find more and more possibilities being thrown upon me. What I experience is no longer confined to high school, tuition or studying for SPM. It’s no longer about Taylors or Monash; it’s about London or New York. It’s no longer about a 3-months holiday break; it’s about a life time of rat race. We are all rats now. And we race. We are chasing as we race. We chase over the unrealistic, the materialistic and sometimes to be individualist. Common rats we are, and we find ways to be special. With your MBA degree from an Ivy League, your overpriced bag from Hermes Birkin, and a costly automobile from Lamborghini; yes my dear, special you are. I’m not one to deny it as much as I praise Angelina Jolie for her noble charity work. I have in fact, become of one of you.


Credit: Little flair

Unrealistic is innate in me. Even if I try, I can’t help it. It becomes a part of me that brings fascination and illusion into my life for me to realise it. Isn’t that what life is all about? To be in touch with the unreachable. But then again I ask: How much of unreachable would I need to be in touch in order to live a fulfilling life?

1. Is working in Singapore fulfilling? Would I have been in Hong Kong, Australia, the States?
2. Is being a Relationship Manager fulfilling? Would I have been an Investment Banker, a Private Banker, or an Astrologer?
3. Is being ordinary fulfilling? Would I have been a beauty queen, a Hollywood actress, or a world champion in tennis?

The possibilities are endless; just about as endless as infinity and all planets combined :)

Just a week ago, I was having late dinner with a good friend at McDonalds. She was studying for her CFA while I was munching on my cheese burger (reluctantly, as I hate to eat McDonalds). We were talking about how we are destined to be private bankers and how we need to know the finest things in life to be a private banker. Well even if you need to walk your client’s dog, it would be a treat as it’s probably the most expensive chihuahua in town :) After all that excitement I told her, “Okay I need to go home now to plan my future.” She just started laughing and said, “Allison you’re so cute! You’re so cute that I want to squash you up and put you next to my teddy bear and efdscngjrkfdsfd..” (I forgot what else she said) But is this what you get when you tell people you want to plan your future? =.=

So this weekend is it. A weekend I have all for myself to plan for my future and a fulfilling life before I turn 23. This is my coming-of-age :)

Jelly beans.

*MWAHS*



Have a great Saturday everyone :)
xoxo.

The plastic world of materialism

Me: I want a Cartier diamond watch! *in a true kitmey i dont care i want it tone*

Bf: Stop being so materialistic.

Me: But I want.... :(

Bf: We should start thinking about more serious goals in life *rolls eyes preparing self for long career lecture* Like which type of house we want to stay in the future and which cars we want to drive. You can have your mini Cooper parked in the garage and I will have my... Proton Saga. Haha just kidding, I mean BMW.

-_________-

Walao.
Serious goals.
Who is more materialistic now?