2 years later

I can never put my heart fully into something. See, once again I abandoned the blog, not that it has viewers anyway. So... I have been to Spain, Korea, graduated, had considerably long term boyfriend (past 3 months is considered long term XD)and had my heart ripped out for the past two years. Nothing's more fun than an interracial relationship. I've been having a nice read from My Korean Boyfriend blog. Maybe I should rename this as My Ex Korean Boyfriend. Lol. We had epic moments that I would like to share.


So yeah, maybe I'll blog again. Nothing is more creativity than an emo person LOL.


I don't think I'll do anymore manga updates, I kinda forced myself out of that addiction.

Nude bra

Bra alert!

Some of my friends decided to give me something I really need for my birthday.



Self adversive transparent bra.

I've discovered something amusing.



Instant boobs!

Let's take a zoom in, shall we?



I can hold a 20 cents coin with my breasts!

Practically everyone celebrated.



Thanks guys... I think.

Not a very happy incoming birthday

In a few more hours, I'll be turning 21. I don't really feel it coming but as time passes, I start to fear! Am all alone now in my brother's condo. I can't help but feel a bit... lonely. Please somebody call me and talk to me. I need accompany.

Yours truly, waiting by the phone.



...



Chinese new year has made everybody forgotten about me. T.T

Basketball season photoshoot

Now that the basketball season's over. I've decided to post up some photos~

Of course, I'll have to warn you, it's not for the faint at heart. It's all cam whoring. Your magical beautiful wish that I may be a gorgeous babe could be crushed. (Did you even ever thought about it that way?)


The whole basketball team.


Me and Joey.


Me, Wen Wen, the irreplaceable center and Lili, the basketball manager.

With coach Alex.


Number 4 to number 15.


Err.. nothing to add to that.


Speechless. Me and Sin Yee.


There seemed to be a presence among us.


Me and Jenn.


Tensed before match.


Me, Sin Yee and Jenn.


Erm... basketball season photoshoot of the year.


Kiss kiss. Me and Pei Ru.


And finally...




Happy chinese new year everyone!

Girly brother?

I'm not going back to Kota Kinabalu for the chinese new year holidays. That means that I won't be receiving any ang paos from my relatives. Stupid stupid of me for forgetting to book airplane tickets.

I didn't even know that the hostel will be closed too! So now here I am in my brother's condo. My relationship with my brother is well, okay. He always gave people the impression that he's tough by showing his rippling muscles.



He has the man-liness qualities. But today, when I moved in...















Tough guy talking about shoes? I think not.

To make things worse, he told me...



A... A++...? That's going to be even bigger than mine! Noo! I can't have a brother having bigger boobs than me!

Attention disorder

My lecturer told me yesterday that I'm suffering from some attention disorder. I must admit, she's right. After the boo-hoo crying sobbing whatever, it doesn't hurt so much. Maybe I'm getting old to care about this kind of stuff.

Thinking back...

When playing the dominos and connection game (answers have to be in spanish).



I have an ass and boob fetish. I love touching my friends'.



And in every conversation, it's either about how pretty I am (nassicism?) or about XXX.



So I do have attention disorder. Damn.

The armpit hair tactic

Yes, this is another post about armpit hair. I hadn't been able to update much this week due to the grueling basketball training. The competition has began and my team is now in the semi finals. More matches tomorrow. Owh, my body is too old to take it anymore.

We didn't have basketball uniforms made because there's some cheapskate around. So we borrowed the uniforms from the guys' team. And boy, it's damn huge! Moreover I'm petite sized. They gave me XL. The shorts are touching the ground.





They are a bunch of meanies.

In the end, they gave me a L size. But the number...



As the match went on, I suddenly remember a very important thing I forgot to do before the match.







Oh and one more thing, I'm an expect in making an mild injury look terrible.



I love basketball for its cute guys.

Thai Pub

It's been a hectic week. No water supply in the residential college for 3 weeks. Lost my handphone. No internet connection. Lost my room keys. Hurt my knee. No more afternoon naps. Even having problems settling down with the new house I'm going to rent in SS17.

Anyhow, there's always the good side. Met an old friend in Times Square.



How did it you tell it was me.



At that very night.



I was really enthusiastic to go. Had make up on, finally get to wear a real woman's clothes.



You know, wearing those mini skirts, a top that doesn't look like it can fit anything. But what was the problem? There is, all uber-sexiness was ruin by...



Sneakers!

Yeap, I wore sneakers and pole dance in Thai Pub. Pretty silly.

Desperado

We had a friendly basketball match with another residential college the other day. And boy, they play like men!



I must admit, I'm not really the feminine type, but standing next to them, made me look so girly.



We lost, big time, thanks to their overwelming male hormones man-like skills.

On the good side, the guy basketball players are a little, er... gay girl-ish, and not to mention, handsome. Their ass are in a good shape too! (I have an ass fetish)

I even tried to give them my phone number.



Unsuccessful, however.

Of sports' bra and sports' "tunam"

You know how us girls are lucky they invented sports' bra?



We can stop all the jingling! No more this!



I think it's time to invent sport 'tunam' (beer belly)!

I can't stand to see men with their jingling tummy. It's saddening they don't have any kind of support for their bouncy tummy.



We all need support for our jingling boobs, ass or tunam! It's about time somebody invent them!

But somehow...



There's always somebody that's bursting my bubble...