Miss Sydney like crazy, but being back in Singapore has its charms too. Except for the heat and humidity... unbearable! Went out everyday from Wednesday through the weekend and had lotsa fun getting reacquainted with the Singapore party scene… I should stop being sucha party animal but I don’t seem to ever run out of energy at night and my friends are out, so why waste away at home? ;) Managed to get myself out of bed for an early Sunday breakfast at Rochester Park, which turned out to be reallyyyy interesting.. but more about that next time.
(hint: many many
 ..) Of special mention was the Mont Blanc 100th anniversary event at the Taka civic plaza on Thursday and it was a splendid affair… there was a mini fireworks display, too much free champagne n even met Stefanie Sun (so pretty & pixie-like!) Pics are on Howard’s cam though cos mine ran out of batt.. :(
This week’s topic on STOMP’s star blog is Pet Peeves. You can read my entry and the others’ here.
And well, speaking of pet peeves, I realized another huge pet peeve of mine is how it really riles me when some people gleefully say I used to be “fugly, fugly, fugly”. Gee, how come I don’t recall ever being called that when I was younger?? I know inner beauty matters the most in the end, but honestly, no one likes to be insulted thus cruelly as “fugly” right? Especially when I WASN’T. Don't think I was beautiful, but not monstrous either.
Sure, I had a totally gross pic taken of me, a candid shot at the worst angle possible with the worst facial expression and the most overplucked eyebrows:
Horrifying indeed if I say so myself! I nearly died of shock! But that person happens to also be the same girl below second from the left.
Was I all that bad? Well to call me ‘fugly’ based on a few of the most terrible photos haters selectively choose to put up is a lil presumptuous cos I too can find some much better taken photos of myself in my younger days. (note: I definitely have my share of cringe worthy pics from before cos I used to be hopeless with makeup and lousy at posing for the cam. So I'm only putting the few most flattering shots I could find here. )
Sec 3, 15 years. 1999
 
Sec 4. At the old Large store in Fareast, and with my Cancan at err, plaza singapura toilet.
 
17 years. At pacific plaza for some JC party at Chinablack.
18years, RJC prom night
Oh and yes the very aptly named fugly jerk is a guy whom I shockingly found out to have started a hate site dedicated to attacking / pseudo-analyzing me and how ‘ugly’ I supposedly was. He even dragged my 2 closest girlfriends into it! So damn hurtful! I’m sorry if I rejected any of his advances, but hey at least I was decently nice to him in school and didn’t run away when he requested a picture during prom. Then look what he turned around and did!! I say please take a good look in the mirror first before doing such nasty things, because in the end, no looks + low-life character = NO HOPE, cos then you’re fugly inside AND out.
His name… ....
is BI REN and he studies at UNSW in Sydney so if any of you come across him in school feel free to throw an egg or 2 at him hehee ;P
Anyway, will update soon on my wonderful Sydney holiday and other stuff/events. Take care and be safe everyone.. xoxo J | 
