My sister is Getting Married!

So FUN! I get to be the BIG BOSS, saying yes or no to everything! HAH!

Such dominating younger sister.

From visiting bridal houses, choosing the best bridal dresses, getting the best deals, to driving her around for food when she was back from Johor. Part of my holiday was dedicated specially to her.

She is my one and only dearest sister.. What to do? =)

While being 'bossy' about her wedding, the part that I enjoyed most, was to the visits to bridal houses.

I mean, obviously, we are as girl-ly as girls can be, we love beautiful dresses. We love gorgeous wedding gowns that make us look gorgeous.

P.S Please. That did not urge me to get married fast ok. Since I look gorgeous in..anything..XD So doesn't matter. Oops..! I mean almost anything!

We went to try on wedding gowns at our hired shop to choose the most suitable ones.No, I mean, SHE went to try, I only gave comments.

Yes, inhale and suck it in baby.

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And...I had to stop right here.

Reason being:

My house was broken into and my deary laptop containing all my photos for this post was stolen away by the stupid dumb-est dumb dumb dumb burglar!

I've even editted and compiled nicely the photos I've taken on the gowns my sister wore to put in on my blog. Now they have gone.

Grrr...!

I was happily choosing my prom dress when Mum received the call from Dad saying that our house had been buglared!

Hearing the conversation from Mum's side, my jaw dropped.

This time not because I'm impressed. I was in utter shock.

How could that just happened!

The first thing that went through my mind was: SHITTT! my photos in my laptop!

Yes, I am too peculiar I know. But think of this: as long as you have the money, you can buy whatever laptops and earn back your whatever cash one day, is just the matter of sooner or later. But photos, where can you buy photos that actually freezed all the wonderful memories in a rectanglar sized image? Those where you had you biggest and widest smile although standing in front of a smelly junk site? And those that your friends cheekily had your stupidest-ever looking face captured? You can't use money to buy these back, can you?

Besides that I've also put some other valuables in obvious places. The thought of losing all of them really saddened me and I creid so loud in the mall that an uncle actually asked me: 'Miss, why do you cry so loud? Are you having a headache?'

HAH!

Me and sister were really emotionally unstable at some instance and amazingly our parents were very cool and calm. They didnt think it was such a big deal and things that had to happen has to happen. We will just have to be more careful on the doors and windows everytime we go out.

and Btw the dumb dumb dumb dumb burglar came in through my unlock room window which is at the second floor of my terrace house. So never underestimate their agililty like the monkey, they could climb up the roof as well as the monkeys can climb up trees.

Cases like these are getting common, so when you build you house, ask the construtor to use a old steel to make the roof la, the dumb dumb burglars can fall ma when the climb, rite? -.-

Owner Out to Play

Announcement

The owner of site http://chinfern.blogspot.com/ will be out to Pulau Langkawi & perhaps Thailand too, to play since her initial plan of Redang trip, didn't and can't work out.

She's taking one week off from this site.

(Doesnt matter anyway, it takes ages for her to put a post -.- Taking a week off, doesnt matter at all)


More beautiful photos will be up on blog once she's back. (And tanner skin tone too, she reckon.)

But now she can't find her Mp3 player that is already filled with Jay Chou's songsss to go with her.

Please come out.

Stay tune. =)

They know who I am!

I'm getting nearer to stardom having so many big-time stars know me!

Next time I might be even saying your name!

Prom Spotlights Wannabe

And nope, nothing wrong with being a Wannabe. XD

Ever heard of the Ultimate Prom Nite? A project by 8tv whereby they hold roadshow tours to major colleges in search of some eligible Prom Kings and Queens and the chosen ones, each from each gender, ultimately will be the glamorous Prom King and Prom Queen of the nite.

In the recent weeks, the 2008 search is under the limelight again.

The entire crew of Ultimate Prom Nite dropped their footsteps in my college.

The mass commers are all having sweet sweet holiday but I had to get back to college to do another 'all-black' photo shoot for KDU Idol and for some briefing, therefore I so happened to be in college.

I saw them when I reached and I decided, nah, I don't want to join. In case I get too occupied with additional things again, my routine gets haywire again. (and in case I get too glamorous) XD

After the briefing, the finalists waited for the photographer while I went for a change into my same black outfit. I took quite some time, I do realise (Oops..!) and when I was out from the washroom, every other finalists were gone from their waiting place.

Then I thought: Oh-ou! I took tooooooo long. They must have already gone up to the photo shooting room! Gosh! And..I turned around to see, and amazingly, most of them had already signed up to go for a shot in the Ultimate Prom Nite and waiting for their turn for make-up.

Alamak. Haha!

And...And...Peiying made a such a right assumption about me 'so gonna' join this competiton. Despite my decision of not wanting to participate, I finally still....signed up. XD

First, I had to wait for my turn for some make-up.

Before.

During.

This make-up artist took a very long time to do my make-up for me. I sat there until I'm in the brink of rotting. Hah!

After.

Oh wait.

Warning: The photo below might be potentially disturbing to you as much as it disturbed me. So scroll down more if you want to escape the sight of it.

Too rare a case for me to take such photos. I pondered for a while before I decided to post this photo up publicly. Hahah.

I wanted to see my makeup done by the girl that took her ages to do it, so just allow me to be vain once in a while lah. (Erm...no, but I thought I'm vain every single time?)

She darken my eyebrow a lot when And that was my first time wearing black shades of eyeshadow.

Before & After.
Vain & Vainer.

Next, head to photo shoot booth.

I had to .Pose.Pose.Pose. again.

And I really don't know how.

My body kept slanting to one side.

10 degress slant

25 degrees slant

28 degress body slant with a total a head slant

HAH!

From front, they all make me look like I'm gonna fall when taking pictures.
Bad photos, bad photos.

Until I finally got it right.

Choosing the best shot.
"This one or this one?"
"No..No..That one"

The final stop, video shooting.

Before that,

Jazz quickly grabbed me for a photo. She said I was too gorgeous to miss out a shoot. (Nope, this isn't the exact she words she said. I added spicies. A lot.)

I were to introduce myself..ya da da da da.

Why do you think you should win the title of the Ultimate Prom Queen?
Because I am 'this' and 'that' and..............(I don't know what to say)..and and I can sing!
Alamak. Unrelated. This is not a singing competition ok!

What qualities do you think an Ultimate Prom King should possess?
(I like this question! Is like asking me to say the qualities of my dream guy...and *starts dreaming*)
I think he should be.....*Whee..!*

Why do you think people should vote for you? Because....I am Soooo good!




And for the last part, I'm supposed to strongly promote my stand and to get votes from audiences, some continuous self-praise for a minute. I thought: Ookay, no sweat. This requires the thickskinness in a person, and I've got it all~! No worries.

On my cue, 3..2..1..go.

"Hi, I'm Fern. I'm 18 this year and I'm now studying Diploma in Mass Comm at KDU College Penang. I think I'm most eligible to be the Ultimate Prom Queen, because first of all, I'm a confident person and........I can sing! " (Tak ada kaitan again)

*Silence*

"I not only can sing, besides that, I'm good in sports, I can play music and I think I'm quite good in my studies too.."

*Silence*

"I....(shit i'm stuck!)...have a very nice smile..."

"......."

"So vote for me!"

=D

Experiment prove. I'm not a machine gun. I can't shoot my bullets like there's no tomorrow. I can't talk like a magpie.


But who cares la..Because according to the main sponsor of this event, Nivea:


Beauty is a smile. Not a talk.

塞翁失马，焉知非福?

塞翁失马，焉知非福？ The title goes like this, let me be a Chinese teacher for once:

"sai4 weng1 shi1 ma3, yan1 zhi1 fei1 fu2"

Literal Translation: The old man of the frontier lost his horse, how do you know this isn't a blessing?

Meaning: Blessing in Disguise.

Indeed. Last Saturday, I was actually supposed to join a race in Ipoh, but ended up having to stay in Penang and had a good time as well. Not to the exaggerating extent of "Blessing in Disguise", but it was something similar: I lost something and got back something else as a replacement.

In this case, I went to Bon Odori and had some good time with my good old buddies.

Before that, let us know something that I'm supposed to go but had to forgo.

It was a race called Trailblazer, organised by R.AGE, a project by The Star. Something similar to the TV Reality Series "Amazing Race", where they race and travel throughout the world to fight for the 1 million US Dolar up for grabs.

For Trailblazer's case, the race is constrained in Ipoh & Papan, Perak with RM 2000 as the winning prize.

I excitedly find a race partner and registered for the race without checking my schedule carefully. And I ended up finding myself occupied with an exam, an absurd Moral examination ON THE SAME DAY! Of course I fight my way through to have the best of both worlds: to be able to sit for the exam at the same time can still go for my Trailblazer race. But eventhough for the trouble, the sweat or the hassle that I don't mind going through to get my "mission" accomplished, I still failed.

I had to forgo the Trailblazer that me and my partner highly anticipated, and sit for my Moral exam. =(

Worst of all, my team already had some kind of a small publicity when my team was chosen to have some write-up in the R.AGE newspaper. 11 July 08, Friday issue.

And we didn't turn up.

As sad and as disappointed as we could be, X-Cruisers (that was our team name) had to find other entertainment to fill up our supposedly fun weekend Saturday.

And THANK GOD we had the Bon Odori celebration, the Japanese Ghost Festival. =)

There were already some substantial amount of crowd over there when I reached at 6pm.As this is a Japanese festival, of course, people will grab the chance to dress like a Japanese.

Some look sweet and demure, but other Wannabes look as horrible as they can be. XD

Such an interesting trio.

Me and my sister met up with my Trailblazer partner, Hsien Ming there. Togother with Jastin, Michael, Stanley and his friend.

Jastin, Me Me, Michael, My je je, Hsien Ming and Stanley

Wee..!

Going to Bon Odori isn't really my ritual every year, but somehow I went this year and last year too, although knowing that I can't really do anything there besides "Sardin-ing" with the crowd and listening to Japanese traditional music. Too bad I don't really enjoy the latter one.


My buddies were having a great time taking photos, capturing moments of joy while I realised a mistake a blogger should never make: Leaving their camera at home!!!

I do realise there are bloggers who never post up any photos in their blogs, but at least not for my case. Luckily I still have my Nokia 6300 2.0 Megapixels camera with me. Photo quality may not be good, but is always better than nothing!

As the name of the festival says, this celebration is never complete without ghost. And so Stanley tried to be one..(with his undersize mask)

And obviously he failed to scare anybody..

Not until I got a hand of it..

And I realised I was also too lovely to be a ghost.

After food, we went 'sight-seeing' around the field area. We passed a crowded booth, and I squeezed through the crowd to kaypo-kaypo for a while.

And I saw some sweet-looking miniature Japanese Dollys on sale.

There were more like display items for photo shoots than on-sale-take-me-home dollys.

Pink Hair?

We continued to walk around and I met quite a number of my friends over there.

While strolling, I saw a man holding on to a small plastic bag, the one where you bungkus teh-tarik from mamak stall, containing some goldfish. His young little son was looking at him hopefully while he tried his best to save the soon-to-die goldfish.

It has been a tradition of the Bon Odori celebration in Penang to have the goldfish game which I have never tried before nor tried to understand the game or even to have a look at the booth as it is always super-crowded.

After that, they will bulldoze themselves out from the crown holding packets of goldfish in plastic bags without having oxygen pumped into the bag to keep the fishes alive. So just like any other being, they can't live without proper oxygen supplied therefore the cute goldfishes stranggled and.....die.

Goodness! Why do mature adults still want to take them home knowing this fact? I reckon there were lots of goldfish killed on that night itself.

So any goldfishes being sent to the Bon Odori festival means: their day has arrived. So long, fishey!

We wanted to wait for the finale fireworks, so we stayed on till the end whilst dancing along with the music and taking some photos.

When our neck nearly elongated, the fireworks Wheesh...Whoosh...Whaash...


Emerging into flowery sparks of burning flames..Filling up the space with light and hopes. =)

One amazing happening this 2008: It did not rain at all during Bon Odori! Wee...!