But i will come to that later.

It was a sunny but very cold day. In the afternoon it snowed a little.

Osaka is full of strange people. It is said to be the dodgiest place in Japan. I didn’t believe it.

And dirty too. I didn’t believe it.

We went to Shinsaibashi (心斎橋) at night. Which is the best shopping place in Osaka.

Which is where i bought my 1000 Yen gorgeous heels. Soooo many people.

And then hor, you must must must go to this indian curry shop.

Ya, it’s called Indian Curry. And it’s so small and completely missable. I dunno how to guide you, but it’s nearby Shinsaibashi!

There are prolly only like, 7 or 8 stools around the bar table. But the curry rice was just…

700 Yen for white rice + curry + an egg on top. That’s all. I swear it’s good. A little sweet (amaguchi) at first, but after the first few mouthful it was just perfect.

Forget about Coco Ichiban.

Still hungry, we went for snacks.

Best takoyaki in the world.

And then we went home.

Oh ya, the tragic experience actually happened on the day we went to Tsūtenkaku. But because i have too much to blog about it, i will tell you my tragic experience separately, which is now.

It’s liddis one.

So we saw this Porn Theatre, and TK wanted to watch (!!!).

I was also curious, so we both paid 800 Yen each and walked in. Apparently you can watch as long as you want, because they will keep rotating the AVs, you watch until you get sextified.

As soon as we entered the theatre, we regretted.

It was old, dodgy, and smelly.

I suddenly had very bad vibes about this place. I dunno where the smell came from!! I suddenly pictured thousands of stinky horny bald old hentai men (with itchy, hairy balls) jerking themselves off in the theatre, and their semen spilled all over the seat, hence the unpleasant odor.

But since we were in already might as well watch la! Right now i feel a need to explain and illustrate the hall in detail.

Imagine this is the theatre la. Of course not so pretty. I added dirt and flies to illustrate the smelliness.

So we sat down (ewww). On the big theatre screen, the hero was already ******* the heroine’s *****.

There were maybe a total of 10 or 12 people in the entire theatre, i assumed they were all stinky horny bald old hentai men (with itchy, hairy balls) who planned on jerking themselves off in the theatre.

So then we spotted a strange couple sitting about three rows in front of us.

It was an old man (in yellow), with grey hair, so i assumed he was about 50-60 years old. Next to him was this woman (in blue) with a BIG HAT. They sat next to each other, watching and concentrating on the hero ****** the heroine’s *****.

But then 2 minutes later, something very disturbing happened…

The man sat nearer and nearer to the woman, and started whispering into her ears in such an intimate manner it was only appropriate in, ironically, an AV movie. For a moment i thought she was a hooker who followed the man into the theatre for “work”.

At this moment, TK nudged me to watch and we already couldn’t take our eyes off them, completely ignoring the theatre screen.

Then the impossible happened.

The man went down on the woman.

His head completely disappeared from the seat, and right now we could see the woman’s hat moving up and down, her back arched back and forth.

(How turf is it possible?!??!)

The rest of the audience seemed to notice it, and they all turned around to watch. Nobody seemed to pay attention to the big screen, although now the heroine was ****** the hero’s ***** with a *****. Then again, we’ve got live action in the threatre, who gives a **** about the porn!!!!

But the strange couple didn’t seem to care. They continued doing what they did. Only this time, the woman started to let out a little moan. TK and I exchanged a glance, both aghast, and froze in disbelief.

If by now you think whatever we witnessed was disturbing enough, you are so. dead. wrong.

What happened next, or rather, what we discovered next, was the mostest, disturbingest scene one could ever see in a theatre.

It didn’t strike us until the woman started moaning louder and louder. I think she came.

Guess what happened.

Guess.

Guess.

Guess.

Guess.

Guess.

Guess.

Guess.

Guess.

Well. Nothing happened.

The woman was moaning. Except that…

It wasn’t a woman’s voice.

It was a man’s.

A man.

He was wearing such a big hat we couldn’t tell that he was a he.

You tell me. What could be more disturbing than watching two MIDDLE AGE GAY MEN HAVING SEX IN A THEATRE?

They left the cinema after some cleaning up (i know la cuz i heard plastic and tissue noise). I could see them clearly then. Both men are in their 50s or 60s.

TK and I couldn’t bear to stay in that disgusting place a second longer. Not to mention i kinda got molested by this stinky horny bald old hentai men (with itchy, hairy balls) on the way out. He didn’t molest la, but he gave me this grotesque, hamsup glare as i walked out, and when i passed him by he suddenly gave a heavy pat on my left shoulder and shouted something in Japanese which i was too shocked to remember.

Then he ran away. I almost cried and i kept having this paranoid feeling that my left shoulder was itchy. TK brought me to game center to cheer me up.

I swear i will never go to a porn threatre in Osaka ever again.

ARRRGH.

(Maybe i will go to the ones in Tokyo next time.)

When i showed Oli Xiaxue’s post he said all the end products end up looking like herself! Then i think, it is quite true lo! If she keeps on photoshopping all the girls they will all become a variant of Xiaxues. HAHA!

I asked her why she never photoshop me (Traffic hike, What turf) and she said i don’t need it!  And she too busy to talk to me anyway so i did my own research and practiced for one whole day and these are what i came up with. And guess what? It is soooooooo easy i’m sure anyone of you can do as good. And it’s hopelessly addictive.

They are all overly photoshopped beyond recognition. Yup. That’s the whole point.

Also i promised on the Nuffnang featured blogger post that when they hop over to my blog they will see my real face. So the before photos below are all original and completely unphotoshopped.

Extreme Makeover 1

This one is done by Haze from Blush Berry. For my header. Super nice la i liked it so much! Quite amazing cuz it’s just a random photo i took outside Pavilion after a make-over. It’s also my inspiration to improve my PS skill! Now i think i can do quite well.

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This “before” pic is the only edited one because i accidentally saved over the ori file so yea.

Extreme Makeover 2

This is from the same day. I think it is not very good yet.

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This is 100% original.

Extreme Makeover 3

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This one played with hair color a bit but not much difference la.

Extreme Makeover 4

Wanted a bit more challenge so i PSed Vene also. But then i think she looks kinda weird here. I’m only good at PSing myself.

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Extreme Makeover 5

I think by now i have achieved a skill where i think i am unconsciously PSing myself into other people/characters. Role play. Remember.

I think this looks rather anime-character-ish.

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Extreme Makeover 6

Ohhh. I kinda like this. It is a pic i would want to show my plastic surgeon. I think it looks like some Korean super star. And the perfect nose i want.

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Job done: Face botox, Korean nose, fuller lips, fuller chest (i remember someone saying mine was fake cuz ishe thinks it’s Photoshopped,back in the MDG days. Nah give you. Faker boobs), hair hightlight etc.

Extreme Makeover 7

This pic has the ugliest original pic ever. The make up was 3kg heavy and cakey i looked like some zombie with infectious skin disease.

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Nah.

Extreme Makeover 8

Ok this is my fav. Not because it’s super pretty or what but when i finally finished it i kinda shocked myself because the first thing i thought was “OMG that’s so Jolin!”

Job done: Sleepy eyes lift, grey-blue contact lens, Jolin’s nose, Shu Uemura’s falsies, Pink nail art, hair extension etc etc etc can’t remember.

Please try! It’s very very fun. but i must warn you that after you have successfully mastered the skill, you will never want to look into the mirror ever again.

04/03/08 Tue 10:30pm

This is the 2nd day and it feels like it’s been two months. I wasn’t told to bring a blanket, so i slept with a towel last night. Sleeping was better than what i had expected, nobody snores like a steam kettle fortunately. Bathroom arrangement is, well. You go imagine. 7 girls to share one bathroom. How to eat Kenko Diet Plum liddat. Normally i let them go first. And my blanket arrived in the evening after the photoshoot challenge. It smelled of home and i just wanted to cry.

No one is talking to me yet and i don’t talk much either. I ‘m not one to talk to entertain people. So i just continue reading my book. The girls are down at the swimming pool right now. I can’t swim, (Off topic but now i can! WAHAHA I’m so proud and i love my apartment!) but i guess i could join them and just have some fun. But i won’t. Because i’d rather just sit down here and have some quiet moments on my own.

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05/03/08 Wed 11:55am

This is the 3rd day and everything still feels the same. Always waiting, always hungry, always alone. They did the interview thing in one of the rooms downstairs (Which i later refer it as the interrogation room) trying to scoop out some drama. It just doesn’t feel very right for me. Right now i can roughly see who’s closer to who. And i’m the only odd one out. Strange. Normally besties are in pairs and there are twelve of us. But i’m the odd one out. What are the odds? Guess they really hate me that much huh.

At night during the interview (after i was done) i was chilling by the pool with the girls trying very hard to blend into their conversations but failing miserably. Then Hanis came running out exclaiming “yay, no Ringo question!” right before she spotted me on the stool and i watched her expression turn into a monumental awkwardness.

So they have been asking them about me just like they have asked me about them. So i guess the questions about me are pretty tough to answer. Did anyone say anything bad? I’m sure some did but i’ll never know because they won’t tell me.

Today is the makeover day. My long, black hair is gone. Previously they had hinted that it would be a drastic change for everyone especially ME and Cindy. So i was prepared. I didn’t feel sad. AT ALL. Strange eh. But it does feel very weird when i wash my hair.

Went for groceries at night, and guess how much we were given for twelve hungry girls in the house? RM100. Hello? That’s like, one and a half muesli bars per person. And they expected the groceries to last for a week. Anyway Alison was in charge of the money and everyone rushed and bought their own stuff claiming that they are buying for the house. I was so appalled by these girls’ kiasuness. I just stood outside and waited for them.

So apparently, everyone had gotten their own item “for the house”. Nuggets, bananas, oranges, bread, yogurt (may i ask how you may share a bottle of yogurt between 12 girls?) some girls bought fruits for themselves. God. I’m so not used to living with a bunch of girls. Kill me now.

And we had McDonald’s for dinner.

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06/03/08 Thurs 12:35am

This is my 4th day here. Okay technically it’s tomorrow now but i’m writing it as Wednesday for easier reference.

Last night, i kena burnt by an iron. Someone left the iron ON and unattended after ironing her dresses. I walked by and my right thigh got burnt. (Okay, it freaking hurt and until today there is a scar on my thigh. And it was such an eyesore every time we did a photoshoot with short pants i’d have to conceal the scar up. I wonder who was the one who did not turn the iron off and i hope she’s sneezing non-stop now.)

Believe me when i said nobody cared about what happened. Well, Jay was the only sympathetic one. She asked if i needed to see a doctor etc. The rest just buat tak tau. (Later on Cindy told me that Valerie commented that it was karma that i got burnt.) It’s okay it’s not very serious. It just hurts like, a lot. I won’t like get a spasm and die or something.

We had a group shoot today for Newman. HAHA guess what? My eyes have gotten really swollen. Because of the eyelash glue i think. Allergy or something. (A lesson to learn, girls. Make sure you buy a good and trusted brand if you love falsies.) God i wonder when all these misfortunes will stop.

I really really panicked. Cheesus crust we are having the mostest importantest shoot tomorrow. Our profile shoot. Die la liddat everyone is gonna notice that i got big small eyes. Why did it happen to me god oh why. I hope they give me a replacement shoot or something. Or like a profile shoot (side profile that is).

Luckily Dom and Su (They are our very very precious and wonderful nannies slash chaperons. They went through shit times too, mostly to defend the girls throughout the entire show. Only after the whole thing was over and we had a yamcha session together with Cindy, only did i realize quite a few shocking revelations and they went like “Harhhhh you didn’t know ah? Aiyo it is THAT obvious la okay”. Which i might or might not include in the future posts.) sent me to the clinic. The doctor didn’t really make the situation any better. She looked at me, said, “Allergy. Take these pills. But it could get worse before it gets better.”

Worse. Wow. That was really something comforting to hear. Anyway she said i can’t apply cream to the eye, so i could only stick to the antibiotics.

God i really wonder what will happen if it doesn’t get better tomorrow.

We had mamak for dinner today.

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07/03/08 Fri (backdated)

This is the 5th day. Every moment i still feel like crying but i can only suck my tears in. Every moment i wonder why i’m here. Maybe i ought to lunge off the roof of a building and accidentally land unconsciously on the train tracks. Or just slide down a banister of razor blades and land in a pool of toxic waste. Ok that’s Ching’s idea. She’s gonna charge me for that. Gotta think of something more original.

Today we had our profile shoot in the studio and my right swollen eye miraculously shrank to its original size. We woke up at 7am and the shoot finished 9pm at night. When we got home there was a surprise for us. We were going to Bar Savahn in Plaza Mont Kiara to… club? Like… yay? (screams hysterically, pulls hair yada yada) God i was already sooooooo tired. The last thing i wanna do is to go parade myself at some club in my half melted make up with the cameras following around shooting my drunken moments. Oooh. That’s the reason why they told us not to remove the make up yet. Also received a bottle of Escada Moon Sparkle. It’s very nice! Love it!

By 12am i was already like, wtf can we go home yet? And they pulled everyone out to dance to please the sponsor wor.. cuz they so generous to provide a venue for our very much controlled debauchery. But you should really see how some behave when they got tipsy. Let me just say it’s very… shocking. (Then again a few weeks later we got very used to her getting tipsy and acting all funny so it’s not a big deal anymore).

We clubbed until 2am. God. Finally came home and i just wanted to clip my head off with a pair of really, really blunt nail clippers. Now this is original. Well, half. Ching wanted to use a head clipper.

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08/03/08 Sat (1:30am)

This is the 6th day. Finally there’s a day we can actually wake up late. After a whole night of clubbing. I’m launching my Friendly Project by getting to know the girls one by one. Today i talked to Cindy. And she isn’t exactly layaning me. More like half arse layan. God why is it so difficult. I never said anything bad about her also. (Cindy said she really hated me at that time. And i also really hated her for not layaning me. lol.)

Jay, Alison, Natasha and Jean are talking to me nicely. I got closer to Jay and Alison because they sleep next to me and we are always in the same car. And i think they are nice. It became a pattern that is kinda annoying because you only talk to the same people and you really have to guess what’s going on to the rest of the people. Nadia, Fiqa, Hanis and Cindy are particularly cold to me. They just pretend like i don’t exist.

Afternoon we went for catwalk practice at Simone’s. Then shopping in leisure mall. I bumped into *name censored* and i got super emo and i cried on the spot. The first time i actually see someone i’m familiar with after joining the show. So much for sucking back my tears. (Cindy told me they had a little discussion about my very coincidental encounter. Girl B commented that it’s very possible that i might still have my phone around and might have very conveniently called my friend to meet me there. Then she suggested getting the crew do a spot check on me. Wow. I didn’t know i was so talented. Maybe i should be the magician instead of the bunny he pulls out of the hat)

Valerie saw me getting so emo and she said she still feels very bad about what happened. She suggested i apologize to everyone. Ok that really is not something to do without courage but i’m gonna be brave! Because that’s possibly my only way to feel happy here.

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09/03/08 Sun 16:05pm

It has been a week. Ok i did what Valerie suggested me to, which is to apologize to everyone. They all accepted my apology. Whether wholeheartedly i don’t know. But whatever it is i have done my part. (And it did take balls to do that kind of thing ok. I’m not particularly proud of it but i guess it was really necessary at that point. At least it brought me peace for a couple of weeks.)

Last night was phone call night. I didn’t make a call because i wanted to use the internet today. I miss everyone so much. And i’ve never missed home so so so much. Finished reading The Curious Incident. The ending was ok la. Just when i read about anything reminiscent of London i got so freaking emo. I miss my holidays. I miss my friends. I miss Cheddie. Miss going online. Miss the good food. Miss eating pork.

Today the election result is out. BN is losing out and it makes me feel very (very politically biased thoughts deleted). Still i am very ambivalent about this whole thing. Not the politics i mean. If i’m gonna do this i better get real far. If not i better get kicked out next week so i can have my life back. And eat pork lard.

After our second catwalk session, we got back early and had a rest day. It feels kinda weird not knowing what to do. My other books are very lousy. Everybody else is sleeping now but i’m not sleepy, so i’m sitting in the lounge writing this.

I really feel like eating pork noodle.

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Stay cheesed for Episode 2.

Getting ready for the closed audition.

About 30 of us went in for the ordeal audition. And the result came out.

I was the last one who…

Got

 
eliminated.

It was down to the last two, Valerie and I.

Quirky Valerie. Love her hair!

And the moment the three judges started saying all nice things about me, I suddenly had this funny feeling.

“Shit. This isn’t good.”

Man they really know how to toy with your emotions (it’s sort of like a reverse pep-talk for dramatic effect, if you watch enough of American Next Top Model. The girls who get the harshest criticisms are always the ones who get through eventually). Elaine was saying how I looked confident and that I definitely can go far; Jimmy’s remark being I’m the petite, happy girl while Kenny commented that I’m one of his favorites.

And the next thing I heard was, “Ringo, I’m sorry but you’re going home.”

Since I’m no longer in the contest, I can start bitching already! You see, I really am not very happy about the result. I’m not at all disappointed that I didn’t get in, after all I didn’t think I deserve a place in the top 12 since I actually think that the judges were blind when they let me through the first audition. But.

GUESS WHAT!

Now I can confirm that they are really blind!! (Or at least their contact lenses expired and grew fungus.) There are a couple of girls whom I think were so totally undeserving actually made it. Like hello, what were the judges thinking?! I don’t wanna let out names, and I’m not trying to be mean, or jealous, if that’s what you think (Ringo, you bitter bitch, stop dreaming and get plastic surgery or something!) (Thanks, but i’ll rather have or something). But, there’s this one girl right, I was so surprised she even got through the audition in the first place. She’s just sooooo not the model material. I think it’s such a wasted place and it should have given to other candidates, who are obviously so much better than her.

I’ll tell you who should have been in her place instead.

Our very own “Suet Li” got kicked out.

Super sweet Mun Yee. Somehow she reminds me of Ching.

Wanna know how she looked like when she was younger?

HAHAHA like a little Japanese Manga Boy! Wtf. How can a boy become so pretty!!! But she didn’t get in.

On the right is Giselle the bombshell. She was everyone’s favorite. She didn’t make it. (I KNOW RIGHT?!? WHATS GOING ON?!?)

Exotic Amanda with a sexy Canadian accent. Didn’t make it.

This is Priscilla. I really love her. Loud, funny and very humorous. The show would have been so much more interesting if she was in it. Didn’t make it.

Any of the above. Any of the above would have made such a better choice for potentially being first Malaysian Dream Girl.

It’s not like they are dumb or shy or speak broken English or anything. I chatted with them, had great fun, and i think they are really articulate, expressive and intelligent beauties. It is unfortunate I cannot catch them on the show anymore and I’m sure you feel the same way too.

But reality shows that the ones you think are the best might not necessarily get the best.

Oh well.

Having said that! This was my first time seeing Kenny being such a professional public figure, and I think he really did a good job in the show. Also, Elaine and Jimmy are extraordinarily nice this time around (although I don’t quite agree with some of their choices), and I do believe that they are really really nice persons in real life (but not in reality… shows?).

Okay la. Here are some other pictures for your viewing pleasure.

Vain.

Vain.

Try to guess how many girls from this picture got through?

Mira and Jay.

Alison and Dani.

This is Jean.

Suriana.

Sara.

Unfortunately i can’t tell you exactly who got in (the organizers wanted to keep it suspenseful, though i’d very much like to tell you all), but here are some shots of the contestants. Some of them got through, some did not.

Top: Zalona, Cindy, Jay.
Bottom: Yvonne, Jean, Nadia.

Top: Sara, Nalin, Manmeet.
Bottom: Fiqah, Ringo, Adeline.

You tell me what you think.

First select a suitable picture of yourself you think has the potential to become an iDoll. Most important criteria is the expression. Blythe Dolls don’t smile wide, so select a nonchalant expression or with a light smile. A slight pout would be better! Such as this one.

Step 1:
Select the area around your face using Marquee tool.
Right click for Free Transform.

Step 2:
Toy with your face!

To make your face look Dolly–wider forehead, sharper chin, transform the square into a trapezium.
Point the cursor towards the squarie on the down left corner, hold on CTRL+Left Click and Drag slighly inwards to the right.
Repeat the step to the down right corner. You can also widen the top part.

Step 3:
Crucial tips to iDollizing—Bigger Eyes!!!

Select Bloat Tool, pump up your eyes. (Preferably a 2X bigger brush size to your eyes for a more natural looking huge eyes). Don’t over do it though, or you’ll look like a Gremlin.

Step 4:
Shrink nose. Xiaxue style. Well she no longer needs it now.

Use Pucker Tool and Warp Tool to make your nose smaller.

Apply and Quit Liquify.

Step 5:
Stamp your face porcelain like.

Almost done!

After that you still need to do a lot of touch up (layering, erasing etc) to merge the pictures nicely. If you like, you can shrink your body too, cuz Blythe Dolls are big headed.

I assume you all can do it lo.. lazy to put up cuz that part quite tedious one!

*erase erase erase, merge merge merge*

Gao Dim!

You still can see a lot of gaps and whatnot cuz I didn’t have the time to PS flawlessly la. But you get the idea right?

More examples (click for original):

Keju iDoll

Ying Bin iDoll

Parie iDoll

Cheddie iAlien. =P

Okay! I’m evil. I’m tagging whoever i tagged before to iDollize themselves. Muahahawohoho.

For that imaginary fame, make yourself an iDoll.

As if the Harajuku Doll is not enough, i’ve decided to post up more dolls.

I was reading my Aki Mui Mui’s blog and i found this avatar of hers highly intriguing.

She Blythelized herself.

This is the original photo.

That’s sooooo cheesarific right?!

Forget about Simpsonizing!

iDollizing is way cooler.

Dollify yourself ala Blythe & Pullip Dolls. Which girl doesn’t wish she looks like a doll (though the dreadfully out-of-porportion Blythe’s are kinda eerie sometimes)!

Blythe Dolls.

Pullip Dolls.

Yes. The kiasu Cheesie dolled up herself and now has her own iDoll series too. Cheese’em out.

(click on the picture for original).

The 60’s Retro iDoll

The Tokyo City iDoll

The Chibi iDoll

The Kitty iDoll

The Lolita iDoll

If i’m free enough i will post up a tutorial on how to iDollize yourself. If i’m kindhearted enough i can even help you iDollize yourself. If i’m evil enough…

I will make this the second Cheesie Meme!!!666

Muahahohohuhu.

Whoa can you believe it? A seven year old cupcake gave this 21-year-old vintage cheese homework to do!

Misha Pie tagged me and i’m supposed to write 8 random facts about myself. That’s my homework. -_-

Whoa whoa whoa, wait a minute, since when has the world turned upside down?!? I might as well ask Cheddie to cook me Mac&Cheese for breakfast.

I hate tags! These.. these.. these… Meme! (Erm, Memes?) Uhm, whatever you call them! I never do them! I just blissfully ignore them! Who sets the rules that people who get tagged must meme it!? If not then how? Will i slip upon a slice of oreo cheesecake, fall onto a barbecue grill, have grilled mozzarella stuck on both by eyes, then mis-step and drown in a pot of boiling Gorgonzola fondue?

>_<

Eeeeeeeevil Misha Pie. Think i’m gonna break record and do the first stupid meme in my life? You wish!

>_<

Okay. You wished.

(I’m doing it just because i think you’re delicious okay).

Ok la, here you go.

Eight   cheesy   randomly cheesy   cheesily random   random facts about me

1. I tried to preach Ringoism, 3 years ago—failed. All my Cheesiples either

a) switched religion because they failed to practice the obsession with cheese and the patience of not being easily cheesed-off, diligently. They too failed a series of excruciating tests to prove their worthiness of being a Ringoist, conducted by our Ringoism Guru. Lastly, they failed to prove their obedience and faith to her royal Ringoness from time to time.

b) became chee-seen.

2. I’m allergic to Capricorns (they deprive my cheesiness, then i will become malnourished, which, in severe cases, my bones melt. See, very serious one, don’t pray pray) and I will never date a Capricon, EVER again.

3. I have this foreknowledge that i was gonna be a really lousy punster, but that doesn’t stop my penchant for puns and i couldn’t really resist the urge to spit out some bad puns every now and then. So i chose to make cheesiness my nature, so you can’t really blame me! You can say “Oh man, her puns are so cheesy” all you want. Wahaha. Yes i’m an incorrigible punster. Please don’t incorrige me to pun anymore.

4. I’m the best Sadako impersonator in the world.

5. I really really hated doughnuts. Till today, i still can’t believe i ate the hole thing.

6. I really have had enough of people calling me Chessie and Cheddie Cheedie. GRRRRRRRR!

7. I lied. I’m 23.

8. I hate Meme. So don’t ever meme me ever again.

END. NO MORE MEME.
 

Erm actually, I do wanna meme you. Wahaha. Wohoho. Wehehe.
 
 

Meme from Cheesie:

Post up 8 pictures of your different hairstyles (the crazier the better). Me first.

1. The Red Hightlight

The mildest change.

2. The So-passé Diva

Prolly can spot the pose and oversized gloves at your grandma’s wedding album.

3. The Double Laap Cheong

Ultimately Lala with a hint of festivity. Best paired with Char Kuey Teow and Popiah.

4. The WTF-is-this

Snake? Centipede? Butterfries?

5. The Medusa-Geisha

Whacks you with her kao kao chthonic face powder and gaze at you until you turn into stone and if you don’t die yet, her smelly spider hair will crawl over and poison you to hell.

6. The Mushroom (every inch my real hair okay)

If big enough can act as a mini umbrella. Oh and you don’t need an extra pillow in that lousy motel.

7. The suicidal Chun Li

Fight with you in Chinese Dim Sum restaurants with her insane little Spiderboy ally (who has attempted multiple failed suicide missions). If she can’t beat you, she kills herself (she thinks she can do so with her index finger. Haha. Idiot).

LAST BUT NOT LEAST (scary)

8. The Sadako

Steals your cheese, and climbs out from your fridge. Nuff said.

-_-

Sorry okay i admit. It’s just a sorry excuse for some vanity boost. Long time no look into the magic mirror and indulge in some self deception.

I tag: Whoever comment on this post. Muahaha evil leh. Oh and, let’s not forget, Misha Meringue. Wahaha. Wehehe Woohoho.

*Edit:
I changed my mind. Since i missed my Bon O and am so freaking sien here. I decided to bunnyhop people’s blogs. Here i come tag you. If you’re tagged, you have to meme my meme, if not, please refer to the above consequences.

Guys not excluded. I dun care! Make do with whatever you have! Unless you’re bald, you die die also have to do it (hey i just gave you a reason to camwhore).

P/S: Is okay la. Dun do also can. You won’t drown in fondue one, i promise.

(Yes yes yes you get pictures this time!:D )

I went Cheddie hunting. I must find her. Even if it means turning all the pet shops in KL upside down.

This is the one! Whoa business damn good giler.

Terrier

There were three Maltese!!!

Ok only shows two here because, because, because MY Maltese was in my arms!

There was a Jojo carbon-copy! Sooooo pink. But her face is too wide. I prefer the tiny mouth squirrel-like Maltese.

They only had female puppies. Male dogs are generally more preferable, and i was thinking of having a male one.

Not opposite attracts la. But female dogs are troublesome!

They have period every six months!! And the best part is, one average heat cycle for a dog is approximately 3 weeks! WHOA, not die meh, PMS kao kao man. I wonder if they become bitchy!

Apart from that hor, i’ll be so worried for her since you know la, lately so many rape cases! I won’t be letting her out just in case she run away with some random mongrel, have sex and give birth to a.. a… a… BASTARD! I’ll be infuriated!

Haih. But then again.

You know, just like falling in love, it’s very much fated.

I saw Cheddie and i knew she was The Cheddie.

Female is fine! Maltese is a girly breed, because you’ll want to tie ribbons and laces and whatnot girly crap on her head. It’s ridiculous to do that to a male puppy (which makes him a tranny) so yea, i think i made the right choice!

Anywayyyyyyy.

THIS IS MY CHEDDIE!

Tadaa.

Cute anot?

CUTE ANOT???

Cheddie’s ears are stuck out, which makes her extra kiiuuut, like a bunny! Bunny Cheddie!

They said it’s because she’s growing teeth. After awhile they will drop down and become floppy. =]

They bathed Cheddie before i brought it home.

Oh My Cheddie she looks like a kitty.

In the car.

I love fluffy puppies. I love fluffy puppies. I love fluffy puppies. I love fluffy puppies. I love fluffy puppies. I love fluffy puppies. I love fluffy puppies. I love fluffy puppies.

Cheddie’s new home!

Ok not exactly a delightful home

I hate this kind of cage. I’m buying her a beautiful crate when she is housebroken.

Cheddie’s first meal at home.

A few of my fav photos of Cheddie.

This is my first baby and i want to be very careful.

If you have any advice for me on puppy care please please please cheesy please leave your droppings here. Cheddie and I will be excheesingly happy.

MM1 (married man 1) jokingly made a remark that MM2 has many girlfriends in Guang Zhou. Surprisingly, MM2 just chuckled. Never denied.

Then MM2 turned around asked me “If the dog is barking at the back door, and there’s someone calling you at the front door, which door would u open?”

I was stunned for a while, not knowing what he means.

Then he continued, answering his own question, “of course i’ll let the dog in. at least it wags it’s tail and jumps at you, whereas the person at the front door will just nag nag nag and nag…”

I was flabbergasted.

He compared his mistresses to dogs. W. T. F.

MM1: he’s damn good at this man, i envy him so much.
MM2: *chuckles*
MM1: his wife ah, always think that he’s suffering in China, no food to eat, cant sleep well, when he’s happily screwing all his girl friends around.
MM2: *chuckles*

Men.

*makes a nauseous spit*

Why do married men always have so much to say when they fall out of love?

Men, no matter how loyal, faithful and crazily in love with you (or so they seem) in the beginning, some day, maybe 5 years down the aisle, they will still hungrily jump at young, pretty beings. I’ve been seeing so many people getting divorced, having affairs and cheating on their partners and telling lots of lies. Seen it all WITH MY OWN EYES.

And that has utterly shattered my faith in marriage. Call me a pessimist but i’ve seen too much of these for me to believe in fairy tales. How do i move on and get married, knowing that at the end of the day, the person closest to me will be out fishing young chicks, like what i’ve seen when i was their age?

Why in men, especially when they are rich and successful, does their resistance to sexual allure become weaker? Or is it simply because they are greedy? Or maybe it’s just a midlife crisis thing? (Speaking of midlife crisis i have so much to rant about again but that’s another story, maybe next time.)

Quote from MM3:

“Falling in love is easy… staying together is difficult. It takes really lots of effort to stay together. Familiarity really breeds contempt. Some blame it on money. I dunno… maybe. I think a couple must move at the same pace and direction. It’s easier when you are moving slow and don’t have many paths to choose from. When everything is moving so fast and opportunities keep flashing before your eyes, that’s another story. People keep giving in to temptations.”

Is it true or are they just plain excuses?

A girlfriend of mine got to know a man. They got along well until she found out that he’s married.

MM4: I suppose most people, including you, will consider me crazy. I don’t need to be drunk to tell you, i love you. But unfortunately, you know fate has stopped our relationship from getting any further.
Girl: WTF are you talking about. You’re MARRIED!
MM4: Sigh, but do you believe that I love you?
Girl: Bullocks. I freaking don’t believe. Especially when it came out from someone who has a wife.
MM4: Yea… that’s the problem. Very difficult to convince u, when i can’t give up my life here. Usually need to prove it.
Girl: You men are just greedy creatures who are never satisfied with just one.
MM4: I always think that u rather believe that i don’t love u, that I’m always telling a lie, so that u wont get hurt by me.
Girl: I don’t believe that a man can love two persons at one time. You can go tell your wife.
MM4: If I tell my wife, you will believe right?
Girl: No.
MM4: There.. you see. That’s why I said you chose not to believe.
Girl: You tell me. How do I bring myself to have faith in someone who constantly cheats on his wife?
MM4: True.. that’s the catch. If i m A I can’t be B n if i m B i can’t be A. Anyway, when i said that i loved her many years ago, i did really love her damn lot. Even willing to cut my flesh for her.
Girl: Fickle dick.
MM4: My dick wasn’t fickle at that time. Pretty straight forward.
Girl: BYE!

Where’s the faith?

Next time, when my boyfriend asks: “Will you marry me?”
I shall reply, “Name me three couples around us who are happily married for more than 5 years and i’ll marry you.”

Edit: Maybe, out of 100 couples, there’s one couple who really live happily ever after. If that’s you and your partner, remember that you’re truly blessed. I will too hope that i’ll be the one exception.

What this is?

Just testing out my new baby camera. Love it!

The first person to post the answer correctly wins a box of KENKO DIET PLUM worth RM126!

(if there’re several similar answers, the most accurate one counts.)

Answer will be revealed in the next post. Stay cheesed and have cheese guessing!

Hint: More than a hundred years ago…

P/S: All comments will be held moderated until the answer is revealed.