The Haircut

I've been getting quite a lot of motivations from you guys to post about my recent haircut, I was a bit tired from the last picture post (or camwhore post according to Pauline) because it took a long time to have the pictures uploaded...sigh...frustration comes easily for me hahaha...even now the pics are still uploading like snails...any suggestions to make them go faster?

Talking about my haircut, well, I usually get it done at a Malay barber shop for RM3 only...but that was when I have to have the very unflattering "crew-cut" hair because it's the school rule...it make me look as if I'm attending military school! But since graduation, I've been letting my hair grow long (everyone is doing it...it's like a sign of liberation after all those years of hair-opression...hahaha...) and have been frequenting this posh saloon called "Red2". Wow, my first time there was totally unforgettable, my hair have never been so appreciated! The way they wash it, cut it, blow dry it...it's hair-heaven!

The guy who cuts my hair is Jack...his hairstyles keep changing everytime I go there! Such FUN! The only thing I hate is when he wash my hair...when he lift my head to wash the back, his pinky (with long...sharp...fingernail) will always scratch my forehead...damn sakit! And he kept asking me to dye my hair...I wanted to, but Mum and Dad will definitely go balistic on me...sigh...maybe in KL...hehehehehe...

Anyway, no major changes to my hairstyle though from the last one. It is indeed shorter than last time...not so messy I guess...but still, Jack told me that it's not what kind of hairstyle you sport, but it's more of how you style it to suit the image you want to portray. Very deep lo...Okay, these are the pics that you guys have been waiting for...only some la and my various looks hahaha...don't want post so many pics...or else people say I camwhore pulak...hahahaha~

That's how it look like from the front...shorter at the sides...cause my hair will "kembang" la...outta control hair!

Now, here's the sideway-look, I'm keeping the sideburns and am totally in love with my fringe (is that the correct term?)...How? Nice ore not? Better than "durian-head" kut...

And here's the looks that I like...some are just plain silly la...hahaha...

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I normally would style my hair like this la...spiky hair...messy and just-got-outta-bed effects...it's more towards Punk la in a way...but it's cool! at least I think so...wakakaka. It's easy to do as well...sometimes I don't even have to look at the mirror...hahaha...very flexible la...how's the pose? Punk enough? Hahaha...

This is my Executive a.k.a. Sophisticated Businessman look. Have been sporting this style quite often lately, what with all those interviews and public speaking-thingy (I know...thingy...so what?!). And that's my own business suit! Bought it yesterday...cause I'm attending the Oscars...hahaha...no la...it's for the Taylor's Scholarship award ceremony la...having a business suit is always good...so how? Dashing? Suave? Debonair? Hahahaha...I so vain!

I admit the following look is just for fun la...or in Pauline's term, it's just a camwhore pic muahahaha...

This is the ultimate Nerdy look! Hahahaha...just wanna be silly la. That's my Dad's glasses by the way...I have perfect visison mind you. Love the tie over shoulder and that dumb*ss expression...hahahaha...now I'm officially Nerdy Nard liao...Oh I tried my best to do the mid-parting...but my hair's too short la...so not so obvious lo...you can stop laughing now...

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Well, that's about it la...it's just a normal haircut. You guys are so interested...wow my hair is famous now! Wakakaka~...hope you guys like it! Now, I'm hooked with camwhoring la...it's your fault Pauline! Hahaha...

Dad's Adventure in Gerik

Hmmph!...I'm bored la...everybody is starting school already. I feel so left out, July is still a long way away...I wonder what I should do. Sorry la guys, life has been sooooooo boring lately that nothing worth blogging about had happened...oh, about the "Haircut" post, I'm working on it la...hahaha...

In the meantime, here are some photos from my Dad expedition to Gerik, Perak. I was supposed to go with him, but I have to go for Taylor's interview...bummer right? Anyway enjoy the pics!

The expedition members...mostly MCA's people la...

Boat ride to the orang asli village...so cool!

Arriving..."look up there in the sky, it's a bird...it's a plane...it's the SUN la...wakakaka~"

My Dad...giving toys to the children...


That toy he's giving was my christmas present from him...it's great that little gestures can bring such joy...


My cousin's toy turtle also managed to spread some goodwill...lol...


After roaming the village...now it's as I said "Let's makan!"

Then it's swimming time...no skinny-dipping allowed though...wakakaka~


The villagers...how simple life is for them...


Sometimes, we forget how fortunate we are until we met those who are less fortunate than us, but they seemed happier in their own way...

The grass will always be greener on the other side, but still it's not a desert we are in...let's be grateful shall we?...


P/S: Oh...Dad is bringing me to a Thai cultural event soon (3oth of May)...he said it's like a tribute to their ancestors...it's sound interesting...and there's a promise of photos galore!

My Choice

Sorry about the absence from the blogsphere, I’ve been thinking very hard lately and making some difficult decision about the next step of my life. I’ve finally made up my mind and I’m so relieve now and also very happy with the choice that I’d made…

Yes, I’m talking about the dilemma of choosing between the Taylor’s scholarship and the JPA scholarship. First of all, I would like to thanks all my friends, fellow bloggers and voters who had been so helpful by giving me their thoughts, opinions and suggestions. I appreciate it very much. I would also like to apologize to Tash, Doreen, Wei Fen, Pn. Chan and Miss Josephine, the people that I constantly bugged because I believe in their judgments.

So, after thinking it through, I have decided to choose….

I chose this scholarship because I like the degree offered, whereas when I applied for JPA, I have to choose International Relations because it’s the nearest I can get to the field of communications…even though studying in Canada is very tempting, I don’t think I’ll ever forgive myself for settling for second-best choice. There are so many reasons for choosing this scholarship and I’m determined to do the best I can do.

I’m fully aware that some people think that I’m mad for giving up the chance to have my study overseas. I don’t blame them though, they are not me, so they can’t possibly fully understand what I have in mind. But I’m glad, that they actually cared…

I believe in my choice and nothing can change that, because once I believe, I’ll have the will and then I’ll have the drive to make the best of it. Indeed, I’m very blessed with wonderful opportunities like these and also family and friends that had given me guidance all this while…Thank you.

My Mum is great because...

My Mum is great because she disagrees with my silly ideas, because she disapproves of my stupid actions, because she scolds me when I'm wrong, because she nags me when I'm lazy, because she lectures me when I'm rude, because she treats me like a baby, because she never gives me freedom, because she likes to say "you are grounded" for tiny mistakes that I made...

But most importantly, my Mum is great because even if she knows that I'll hate her for what she did, she still does it, because she knows it's the best for me...

Happy Mother's Day!

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Aren't they cute?...

Stalker

I have a stalker!!! I’m not kidding. It’s real and very freaky!

Okay, maybe not a “stalker” stalker, but more of like a “megalomaniac-admirer” stalker or something like that. I’ve known about this quite some time now, and have been thinking about it very often lately. I only told Alex and Sheng about it, because they are guys so they probably can relate. But now, I just need to get it all out of my system before it freaked me out…here goes nothing…

I got the whole story when I went back to Keat Hwa (my secondary school) for the Chorals Speaking competition last month. Sheng, Alex and I were waiting for the competition result to be announced when a girl signaled for me to meet her outside the hall. She’s a prefect and my junior, so I thought she just wanted to say hi or something. But then she asked me:

“Do you know SG?”

SG is short for “Stalker Girl”, I don’t really know her name, and she’s only a brief acquaintance. So I answered:

“No I don’t think so, maybe I know how she look like but never really got her name. Who is she?” I admit, I sometimes get muddled by other people’s name. So I may know somebody, but I’m clueless about what they are called.

Back to the story, after I said that, the prefect gave me a very confused look and said:

“Really? But SG said the you are her boyfriend.”

And I was like “What the f**k!! No, I’m not!”

Then, she said “Ya, she said you even went to her house during Hari Raya wearing a blue baju Melayu with songkok and her Dad gave you RM50 for duit raya…”

Oh my lord! Me? Going to a total stranger’s house? So I told her “No, that’s totally not true, it’s b*llshit la! Don’t believe her.”

That’s not the end to it, the prefect also told me that “SG even said that you bought her a RM49.99 Westlife CD as a birthday gift and stashed it at the guardhouse so she can get it after school…”

For God sake’s who is this SG?!! She’s such a liar and a very good one too…all those details…WTF!!

And I told my junior “Never believe what she said about me, cause they are all lies la…”

And she was like “Really? I totally believe her…”

By then, a very crappy teacher came and told my junior to go back to her class and I went back into the hall and told Alex all about it (Sheng went back as I was speaking to the prefect).

See, I told you I have a stalker…but as always, I managed to find something funny about SG’s tall tales, if her Dad gave me RM50 for duit raya and I bought her a RM49.99 CD, then I’m only left with 10 sen to spare…rugi la! Wakakaka...Ops...yala...it's only 1 sen...thanks Iwan...malu...

Anyway, SG really freaked me out la…haven’t she heard of some healthy courtship?...Sigh…

Social Outcast

My recent trip to KL was fun but something awkward did happen. It was the day of my scholarship interview at Taylor’s College in Petaling Jaya and my friend, X accompanied me there. As we arrived by taxi, I realized that X acted somewhat rigid and look very uncomfortable. I didn’t ask much since I was quite nervous about the whole interview, so I let it be…

But things got worse. We were walking around campus trying to find my interview venue which was at Level 5 of Block B3 and I wanted to go up and look around since it’s still early, so I walked towards the escalator.

Suddenly, X turned to me and said “Why don’t we try the lifs?”.

Instinctively, I asked him “What’s the difference of using the escalator and the lifts. Since the escalator is near, why not use it?”. X kept quiet, but I knew something was bothering X.

20 minutes had passed and we still couldn’t find the place, so I called Emily who was in charged of the scholarship interview. She told me to meet her at the reception which happened to be nearby. I told X that we have to go to the reception and X asked me whether he can just wait for me outside. Can you imagine that?

So I asked X “Why wanna wait outside? Damn hot. Inside got air-con ma.” X kept quiet again.

By then I was quite pissed of by X’s sudden stubbornness. So I told X to spill-it-out and tell me what the problem is.

And X said “So many rich kids studying here, feel so stressed la. Can’t seem to fit in with them”.

“Are you intimidated by them? That’s like so dumb. Who cares if they are rich, they are still human. If you feel that it’s a big deal, then act rich la.” I said, a bit taken aback by X’s low self-esteem and realizing that the escalator and reception area are full of loitering students.

But X insisted on waiting outside and I gave up persuading him. After my interview, X seemed more relaxed and we went for lunch at Bar BQ Plaza. We had a mutual agreement to not argue about his strange behavior anymore. Sigh…X should be more confident

This incident got me thinking not only about self-esteem, but also about stereotyping certain people or places or issues. So it’s a private institution or private college, but that doesn’t mean that it’s only for the rich and famous. Many are scholarship holders, if you really have what it takes, nobody cares about your financial background. However, I found that most Malaysians do stereotype a lot of stuff.

I experimented by wearing a singlet, shorts and sneakers for a day out at Time Square and everybody was staring at me, some whispered to their friends and some even giggles behind my back. All this time, those same people were acting seemingly normal towards a European tourist who has the same dress code as mine. Why? People stereotypes. It’s okay for foreigners to wear like that, but it’s not normal for me to do the same? What freakin’ rule is this?

Don’t judge others by their appearance or environment. I don’t think we have the right to categorize other people into groups. And if everyone is as easily intimidated as X, then everyone will be a social outcast.

“Don’t think people are stupid by how they look, because if they are geniuses, they’ll say how stupid you are to think of them that way. Who’s stupid now?”