Saturday, November 17, 2007

PROMegranate


I've not lost it.


"Oh! I wish I could draw too.."
"Everyone can draw"
"Yeah, heh, its like me saying that everyone can sing"
"No seriously.. mmhmm.."

I spent yesterday hunting for a prom dress, full of shit, what a waste of 5 hours. 5 hours and I found out that 2 Phuture London at Far East and Wisma have closed down. I found 2 dresses, 1 which costs $200 another $89. I don't believe in spending so much on prom so I'm probably going to settle for the cheaper one. It's not like I'm going to wear the dress again. And considering that I've about 30 dresses at home, all my sisters except for a few, there's no point in buying another to add in to the collection which has been collecting dust.
Nonetheless, I had a wonderful time with Made, Domo and Grace.
Domo: I still think you look nicer in a short dress and I'm not kidding.
This is bad, but I think that Daniel Yam is overrated. But that's just me. Yes it must be. I tried on a dress at Daniel Yam and had no intention of buying it. Came out of the changing room to show my friend how it looked while laughing really hard at the size of my breasts. They looked a C-80. The lady asked how it was, I told her that my boobs look oversized and abnormal. She rolled her fucking eyes at me and walked away. Well fuck you, fucking bad service and crap. This is why Daniel Yam's overrated.

It's hilarious how girls spend 300 bucks on a prom dress and on top of that, pay 100 bucks for their make up and another 100 for their hair. Best part, they look like Transvestites at the end of the night. I sound so bitter and doesnt this foreshadows that I will not win anything for prom. I'm going to play the piano, probably one of my composed pieces or the usual summertime because I can't be bothered to learn another piece and my index finger is still too numb to do anything fancy.
We, class representatives have to do a powerpoint slide about ourselves.
What the hell.
Domo: I MEAN WHO CARES ABOUT WHO WE ARE AND WHAT WE LIKE RIGHT.
Yes, exactly.
I should call it, I'm pretentious to think that I'm more interesting than you who is listening to this whole load of Bull.
But it's prom and since my good friends are in charge of 2007 prom, I will conform and place a huge smile on my face and say that I want to be a dictator and a tyrant in the future.

I met my mom and sister after prom dress shopping. Domo left for dance class while the other two carried on shopping. My sister has been accepted to a university at Hungary. First she's going to apply for a scholarship, which she most probably will be able to get, hopefully - no she must. So there'll be more money for me in the future :)
She'll be leaving next year, for five to six months only. Nonetheless good experience.
I met Cheez after dinner.
I hung out with her friend for about 10 minutes before dragging her to the Marriott Hotel to meet Zool, Harry and Geran.
I watched Geran eat oysters and watched Zool sulk throughout.
Went to Spinelli's met Sonia there.
Wasted about 2 hours of my life before heading home with Cheez.

I'm going to wake up at a decent time from monday onwards. Get my life back on track. Not be lazy.
Complete all the things which I wanted to do during my Os.

I just need to keep reminding myself that if Gloria comes back, she's going to take her back. Will you?? With that, I think I can live with being 2nd. She doesn't give me security like she used to.
Go with the flow, I'll go where ever the waves take me to.
Hopefully, I won't end up on a deserted island.
Cheez? WHAT SAY YE?

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