Zenith

In all honesty, i dont know what it means.. haha

Anyways, like wat i said previously, the auntie me didn't regret blowing on a dress that i can only wear once and kiaping my hair cos i figured it only happens once, kind if like a wedding sia, and more importantly it will leave fond memories and gave a nice closure to the journey we took together during the last 3 yrs.

Neways, at the ripe old age of 23, i finali understand y such dresses which make my heart ache n my auntie mentality screech bo3 hua2 can't be recycled.. Cos it has a different equation altogether. Unlike a pair of expensive jeans which u wear many many times to make it worth its price, a dressy dress is depreciated by taking pics in them. So the idea is to take enuf pics to fully depreciate it by the end of the nite. Think of it as $1 a shot.. kaching! *A dollar pls* kaching *Another dollar pls*! And it can't be recycled for another event cos 1. I've put on enuf weight to not be able to squeeze in it again. 2. I've taken so many pics in the same dress that i wldnt want to be caught in it again.

Talking about taking pics, im cam shy okie, and my eyes will auto shut when there is a flash. I think my dear lilies have indeed put in much effort in my training .. hahaha.. Nonetheless, tink the amt of pics taken recently have exhausted my pic quota for yr 2006 already.

The day started on a frantic note, grabbed my clutch at the last min at Far East Plaza where i got my hair kiapped at a very reasonable 25 bucks *merci*, though the curls on the right did unravel by 9pm.. Elv tried her best to revive them and for abt half an hr, they did regain some of their bounce. That explained why i cld onli stand on one side.. haha. Was quite worried when the stylist yanked and pinned the hair behind and started curling the lower half. Thankfully i went out looking sane still.

Neways ya the nite was devoted to cam whoring as expected, food pretty much sucked though.. as in they were prob average, but cos of the Tung Lok name, the expectations became higher i suppose. The sharks's fin was realli quite horrid though, but i finished it anyway.. cos shark's fin is shark's fin and auntie san simply can't throw it away. It was this gooey over starched concoction.. ewww.

The highlight of the night goes to Mr Daniel Ng.. who was crowned Man of The Nite.. waha! moi pretty much screamed like a banshee.. like some fan club screaming for boy band liddat.. Just short of the line, wo men yong yuan zhi chi ni!! hahhaa..

The next morning after getting home and takin a shower, I was attempting to blow dry my hair and juz felt kinda sad.. its like wah ..we're all grown up, no more sheltered life as a student, where the worse u can find is prolly juz free-rider pjt mates or attitude ones. In the working world, where most of us wld be spending almost 40 yrs or so, its much more than that. Then felt really nostalgic.. But well, gotta think positve! There's a long long road ahead!

Since the nite is abt cam whoring, this post wont be complete with some of the evidence..



Waha! And i won 4 lucky tics to Wild Wild Wet..


Quickly grabbed Man of the Nite for a pic.


The collage which everyone wanted to take a pic with

If you haven't realised by now, there is a fantastic optical illusion in these pics. mabe its the light/mabe the dress. Heck! But well i was sufficiently thrilled to see something ive never seen b4.