Happy Xmas(:

Just dropped by to say Merry Christmas guys. Anyone miss me?

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You have no idea how many azn poses I did in my photos.

Sorry about the lack of updates, been busy. I'll be blogging about my holiday soon(:!!

Love,
K a y

I was browsing photos on Fbook today (don't tell me you don't do it, I wont believe you) And I found an old monster.

It was...horrible. And scary. And ugly.

It was....this.


Oh. My. Freakin'. God.

Funny how people change over the years huh? Well, thank goodness I don't look like that now.

Let's compare. The picture before, and now. This was taken quite recently.


Yes, I like this pic. Yes, that is my bra strap. No, it is not supposed to be there.

And this. Which was taken right now.

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I was posing. I admit it. So what? I don't care. HAHA. Please ignore the fugly hair. I need a haircut.

Clearly not the hottest chick in town. But all I can say is that I'm so happy I don't look like I did before.

No it's not cute. It's ugly. And fat. You don't have to lie to me. D:

BUT! I'm tagging everyone who reads this to do it. :D You HAVE to.

End of random post.

Hearts.
K a y

Got tagged(:

Well, technically I got tagged a while ago by my 'adopted kor' AKA Kang Fah. But whatever. HAHA. I still did it in the end.

And this is what I had to do:

1. Take a recent picture of yourself or Take your picture of yourself right now.
2. Dont change your clothes, dont fix your hair... Just take a picture.
3. Post that picture with no editing.
4. Post these intructions with your picture.
5. Tag 5 people to do this.

I can't be bothered to use my camera, cause it's like...10 meters away from me. And that would require me to walk. So here's a crappy webcam photo for ya.

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Blah. See how pathetic my attempt at smiling is? This is what being in Brunei too long does to you.

Tagging: Sus, Shiv, and whoever else wants to do it :D

And here I would like to share some pearls of wisdom with you. In the form of a MSN convo between Fathimah(El Faitho) and Me(Kay).

el faitho: KARMAN!
el faitho: [19:43] Woodsy.7: you look like the girl playing in Quantum of Solace 007
el faitho: HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA
el faitho: WTH???!?!?!?!?!?
el faitho: my old friend
el faitho: WTH??!?!?!
*k a y: Talking about....you?
el faitho: HAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAH
*k a y: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA
el faitho: yes
*k a y: OMG
*k a y: GHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHA
el faitho: SO BLIND!
el faitho: HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA
*k a y: BOND GIRL
*k a y: PLEASE
*k a y: SHAKEN
el faitho: i think he mistook me for someone else
*k a y: NOT STIRRED
el faitho: HAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA
*k a y: BOND GIRL HAHAHA
*k a y: OMG FATS
*k a y: I CAN IMAGINE IT
*k a y: YOUR TUDONG
*k a y: FLUTTERING IN THE WIND
el faitho: holding a gun?
el faitho: HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHA
*k a y: AS JAMES BOND GRABS YOU FROM THE SIDE
*k a y: HOLDING A GUN IN ONE HAND
el faitho: HAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHA
el faitho: OMG
*k a y: AND YOU SPEED DOWN THE BRUNEIAN HIGHWAY
*k a y: HAHAHA
*k a y: "What's your name?"
*k a y: "Bond, James Bond."
*k a y: "And you?"
el faitho: um...fathimah?
el faitho: ...FAT-y-MAH???
el faitho: HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA
*k a y: Almunawar. Fathimah Almunawar.
*k a y: HAHAHAHAHAHAH
*k a y: Or like how Mr Hatchett does it
*k a y: "FATEMAH"
el faitho: HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHA
*k a y: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA
el faitho: make me sound exotic mannn
*k a y: "Fat-aym-arh"
el faitho: i can imagine it too
el faitho: ...wow fatymah...you are....petite
*k a y: omg
el faitho: HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH
*k a y: Just use El Faitho
*k a y: HAHAHA
*k a y: SO EXOTIC
*k a y: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
el faitho: LOL
el faitho: HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH

Okay. There was more. But I decided to end it there. You get the picture.

AHAHA. The insanity.

@Fathin: When are we doing that video?

Bye,
K a y

Well. Its not everyday you get to see a drag queen in action, especially in Brunei.

S/he was very cute, as in 'adorable cute' not 'hot cute'. :| And had great legs, according to my mum. (wth mum HAHAHA.) And could dance in heels waaay better than I can.



And those boobs are real...I think :| Cause the thing is...it was actual...flesh. HAHAHAHAHA No, I wasn't staring at her boobs. They were just...THERE okay?

But anyway. Yes. I have absolutely nothing to do right now, so here I am blogging. My trip to Hong Kong got postponed ): which sucks. Gah. I'm definitely getting out of here the beginning of next month though. I hope.

I really, really, really hope.

On a completely random note, here's how crazy my parents (My dad mostly HAHA) are over Korean dramas.

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One.

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Two.

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Three.

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Four.

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Five.

...And there's even more. But I couldn't find them.

Yea. We could probably open up our own rental store.

The funniest thing is that , my nephew:

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This one.

His name is Jung Hei.

And they're thinking of naming the next one...Jung Ki. :X

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Too cute.

Love,
K a y

When I was listening to the song 10 minutes by Lee Hyori.

She asks me, 'What song is this? Cha na ni pong biang?'

...

HAHAHAHAHAHA.

Oh mum....ilusm. xD

Ta ta,
K a y

An utterly pointless post. I just love this song.



Favourite song ever.

Hands down.

Without doubt.

Love,
K a y

Photoshop-ish.

I was browsing photos of my friends on Facebook just now (and I know you do too, so don't judge me T-T!) And I saw this beautiful pic of Sarah and I couldn't help myself but to photoshop-tweak it.


So pretty.

I haven't photoshopped in ages. So I'm warning you now.

Here's the result of...10 minutes? 5 minutes-ish of work.

Sarah Pretty!
Contrast, a photo filter or two, bit of blur, among other things.

I know, I know. I didn't do much. All I did was up the contrast a bit and made some colours stronger and gave it an 'old photo' feel. But to be honest, this photo is so pretty it hardly needs any work.

Okay. End random post. HAHA ♥♥♥

Love,
K a y

The Adventures of Karman and her webcam.

Part 1.

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Here's a moderately sane photo to begin with. Look at me. I look perfectly harmless, like a little lost puppy. You can't hurt me, I'll use my sad eyes at you. And cry.

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HA! FOOLED YOU. Idiot. What do you think I am? Some sorta loser?

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No, I am not a loser. Watch me balance my pen. Betcha can't do that, can you? CAN YOU?

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I'm cooler than you.

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I pwn your ass with my uber teddy bear hat.

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Multi-functional too. Aren't you jealous?

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I even use it to practise kisses. Ha. Ha. Ha. No, I'm kidding. I'm a real girl and I go kiss real boys.

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I mean, who can resist this mug? Look, I'll even frame it for you.

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Can't touch this.

Okay. That was...complete and utter crap. Uhm, it's 12:11am...and I'm really, really bored. Cut me some slack will ya?

Bye!
K a y

PS: Thank you JC for the pics which you saved from our webcam convo. (You ninja, you.)

Happy Birthday, albeit a bit belated one. Sorry. Phone's dead. (Or so I say :o) HAHA. But yes, I'm sorry): And my internet was being retarded so I couldn't get this up until now. But I bet you had fun anyway, with all your friends in UK celebrating with you. ): Too bad I couldn't be there, I would have been the life of the party HAHA. So did you get a birthday kiss from some cute boy? HAHAHA. If yes, congrats ;) If no, well...there's always other holidays. Like Christmas, that's just around the corner. :DD MISTLETOE HIJACK YO! ;P

Well well, known you for...gosh...since Year 6! That's a looong time. Back in the ol' days when people used to confuse me for you and visa versa. Just cause we're Chinese and tall and glasses. Pshh. Whites. (I JOKE. You know ilu gaiz rly ;)

So you're 19 now, huh? You old grandma, you :p Gonna do all those grown-up type things soon.

Anyway, HOPE YOU'RE HAVING FUN WITHOUT ME (even though, I know, it's really hard because you miss me so much)

Love,
K a y

PS: I'm joking about the mistletoe thing.

PPS: But if you really want to do it...go for it. HAHA ;)

I...don't know what this is. Haha. A random piece of prose for you to sample, I suppose.

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The sounds of harsh panting filtered through the air, husky and rasp. Two lone figures stood, draped by the silvery ribbons of moonlight, twisted and melding into the sandpaper rough wall, scratching fragile tissue-like skin. Gasps rebounded across cold, hard surfaces as steel pins dug deep, bringing forth molten scarlet warmth, like the first forkful into an oozing chocolate cake. Her hair hung around her like a golden cloud, platinum strands dyed crimson, tainted by sin.


White canines flashed, highlighted by the effervescent glow of the moon. Drops splashed across hungry lips, a sticky tattoo when left to dry. Limp hands were woven into inky curls. Paler now. Her azure gaze fluttered shut, lashes that were painted black with mascara weighed down heavily against her fragile lids, crow's feet framed the outer corners of her eyes. Salty tears leaked under closed lids, travelling over powdered cheeks.


Eyes forced open with tremendous effort, and a shaky smile spread across ruby lips. Both remained, standing still, for a split second, before she fell into a crumpled heap on the dusty pavement.


He reached for his corner pocket, lifted his pristine white handkerchief from its place and lightly dabbed his mouth clean, as one would do after a meal. Gloved fingers combed through his dishevelled hair, before tossing the now dirty cloth onto the unmoving figure beneath him.


He turned.


Then left.

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Anyway, hoped you enjoyed it. Whatever. Figured I should blog and this just happened.

Happy Halloween to those who celebrate it:)

Love,
K a y

Heh. Long time no blog. Shockingly, this blog has lasted more than 3 posts.

University applications are a right pain in the ass. :| I don't even want to think about it, cause I'll start checking my email every 5 minutes for replies and stuff. Then I'll start panicking once I don't see any new emails, and think "What if none of the unis accept me? omgomgomg, will I have to make hamburgers in McDonalds for the rest of my life? Will I have to work as a maid to a pompous jackass...?" And etc.

You get the picture.

Went to CheezBox on Thursday with Krish and Fatso, Hui was supposed to come but then she cancelled last minute cause of a clash in schedules. The food was...alriiight, but I was craving milk tea.

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Here's Krish picking her nose, and Fatso with her spoon.

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omg Fathin, you look like a psycho killer :| and Krishna...HAHA your face is just classic. :D

After that we were joined by Jo, who came late cause of 'work.' And we watched Max Payne...which, by the way, was horrible. Bad bad bad. Plotholes here there and everywhere. AND predictable. It was really funny though, cause we (mostly me and Fathin) laughed throughout the entire movie. They abused slow-mo; raped it to the extent that it probably added 30 minutes in total to the entire movie.

My baby cousin has been staying in Brunei with me for the past week or so, and remember how I told you he chooses the absolute worst times to poop?

Well. It happened again.

I was carrying him to his cot, so we wouldn't have to worry about him during dinner. And he dropped the bomb on me. D: It wasn't just a small bomb either. It was a BIG, SPLATTERING, STINK bomb. Evil. Evil. Baby.

Needless to say, I didn't have much dinner that night.

Buh Byes,
♥ K a y

So I watched this show on Channel V, and it was about China's youth movement. Basically, it's about the culture of the 'youngsters' (wow, I feel so old when I use that word. HAHA.) in China.

Most of it was very funny, mostly consisting of Chinese 'hip-harp.' (Hip-hop to you and me both) There was a man who was saying how most people don't truly understand the meaning of 'hip-harp' and just wear the clothes to be fashionable and etc. But people like him, really appreciate hip-hip and feel the music shaking in his BONES. And he also went on about something to do with hip-hop becoming more and more 'parp' (Pop) and how it's ruining the whole hip-hop culture. Whatever, I wasn't really paying attention.

So anyway, there was one bit that kinda annoyed me. One boy/man said that he was “yellow on the outside, but black on the inside.” And he was the same one who kept saying 'nigga' and 'yoyoyo' among other 'gangsta' terms.

I mean, wth? HAHAHA.

Is it so bad to be CHINESE? Is there a rule which states that you couldn't 'be Chinese and practise' hip-hop? Does claiming to be African-American on the inside make you feel superior?

And dude, what's with the 'being black on the inside?' You're clearly Chinese. Not. Fooling. Anyone. A blind man can tell you're Chinese.

You're not convincing anyone with your hip-HARP. Saying 'nigga' continuously doesn't make you black.

I'm not dissing anyone. Well, I am. I'm dissing that 'yellow on the outside, black on the inside' guy. But not anyone else, promise (:0

I just don't get why he can't be a Chinese (yellow on the outside, yellow on the inside) hip-hop artist.

You don't see John Mayer claiming to be black on the inside, and blues originated from the African-American slaves.

Okay. End of rant. I'll post my pictures from KK up another time.

Buh Byes,
♥ K a y

So I'm sick. Again. And the majority of my time spent in the past week or so have been looking at old pics that I've taken on the trip.

I miss my nephew :(

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I just wanna bite his cheeks. :(

I miss him so much:( I don't, however, miss taking care of him. That. I don't like at all. Dirty diapers smell like shit, literally. And it sucks especially in the middle of dinner. omg, I swear this baby has the worst timing. Either that or he's doing it on purpose cause he's an evil baby.

I was on the phone with my cousin just now, and he is seriously the most er-wu (2-5, literally. But more like, two-faced.) kid around. And he asks me "Jiejie(Big Sister), do you have money?"

And I said no.

Then he asks, "Does daddy(my dad, his godfather) have money?"

And I said yes.

THEN he says to me, "I don't want to talk to you anymore. Give the phone to daddy."

!?

!?!?

Of course I didn't want to pass the phone to my dad yet, so I kept talking to him. But he refused to answer me. So finally, I handed the phone to my dad.

Guess what he said to my dad?

(In an uber manja voice.) "Daddy, I heard you have money~ Can you buy me a bus? A red one."

...Wow. Materialistic brat D: And to think that he's only 2 and a half. :|

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Evil. Sometimes. Kinda.


I really think the lead singer of Tokio Hotel sounds like a girl. If you haven't heard of Tokio Hotel, they're this band from...Germany? Somewhere there. Below is a song of theirs called Monsoon.



He LOOKS like a girl too. And I got really confused, so I wikied him. And it turns out...his name is Bill.

Bill Kaulitz.

But Bill nonetheless.

Sorry. But am I the only one who finds this incredibly amusing? I mean...his looks don't really...go with the name.

Tokio Hotel Lead
Hai. My name is Bill.

Okay I shall now abruptly end this blog entry.

Buh Byes,
♥ K a y

A pointless entry, just here to post some of my food pictures :D Went to eat 'xiao long bau.' And took loads of pictures xD So many that the table next to us started staring. :x

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10 lil' baus. All waiting for me :D

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My favourite food picture :x Jobless, I know.

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Second favourite food pic.

The many faces of bau:

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:<

Buh Byes,
♥ K a y

Well, I guess I finally jumped in on the bandwagon and made a blog. Boredom makes you do many things. Camhoar, for instance. Which I have been doing a lot lately, even though my original camhoar buddy has gone off to Melbourne. (Yes. You. 박려진.) It's pretty sad camhoaring alone though...YES I ADMIT. T_T;;

I was overseas yesterday, for those who don't know. It's so good to finally get out of Brunei for a while. I was about 5 seconds away from OD-ing on Brunei, like, seriously. -_-


My favourite 'outside the plane window' shot of the trip.

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Of course I took a photo of myself as well. I am me after all.

So I was out that day with family in Singapore and there was a Lion Dance competition at Takashimaya. It was there that I got to hear a wonderful example of Singaporean wit. (no offence to any Singaporeans out there:) And the group who wins will be crowned “LION KING.”

Har har har.

So funny. >_>

And they seemed really proud of that joke/pun/thing. Cause the girl who was announcing didn't just say it normally...she went “and the WINNER will be crowned...-pause for dramatic effect- LION...KIIIING!” And the crowd loved it. They went wild and tumbled over with laughter. A particularly funny uncle was standing on a chair behind me laughed so hard that he fell down from the chair. :x And NOBODY went to help him. I didn't, cause someone was blocking me(:0 (excuse)

During the performance, there was this Indian man to my far right, and he was really, really annoying. Why? Because every SINGLE trick the group did...he'd go “WOO! YEAH! (claps)”

But that wasn't all. He kept making all these LEWD, OHOHOHO-I-AM-SO-FUNNY JOKES. For example, since the performance is based on a male lion trying to win the affection of a female lion. In the middle of this really dramatic pause...he shouts at the top of his lungs “WOOT! GO GET HIM TIGER. RAWR! -insert boisterous laugh here-” o.m.g. And the worst joke ever, “He might be a lion but he's hung like a STALLION!!-winkwink-”

eYea. :|

And that wasn't the end to all the annoying people there. This uncle, a picture below taken with my uber ninja skillz, was creepily nosey. He kept looking at my phone while I was texting. :| So I got annoyed, and typed “-_-'' there's a nosey person looking at what I'm typing.” -insert confused look directed at me- “Yes, you uncle.” I don't think he got the point though ):


Here be annoying uncle.
Okay, so the photo isn't great. But I had to be ninja okay? Geez.

I went shopping alone, but found out I forgot to bring my purse out. Smart Karman, smart. But then, I came up with the ingenious idea of taking pictures of the clothes I wanted to buy. Cause I brought my camera along with me. I know I know, I brought my camera but not my purse. I'm totally smart like that.

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Outfit 1

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Outfit 2

Didn't get much shopping done after that cause I had to meet up with my mum at Baker's Inn. The food there...is...good. Orgasmic.

...Did I just describe food as orgasmic? I need to see my shrink.


Now you see cake.


Now you don't.


Food glorious food.


Satisfaction.


Here's my cousin when he just woke up from his nap, cute no?


Here he is again with his blankie. Which he stole from my mum.

After that we went shopping to get him (my cousin) some new clothes. And he got really shy in front of all the aunties at the shop, and he didn't want to change in front of them. HAHA. So we had to do this:


Protection against the stares of paedophiles.

Okay, this entry is getting too long. So I'll stop it here.

Buh byes,
♥ K a y

OH!

PS: Anyone who wants to be linked please tag on the board kk? Thankyew :D

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