I initially didn't want to blog about this because it makes me seem either vulnerable or a horrible, tactless person. Then again, I'm always vulnerable and one day in future I may wanna look back on this, and I'll probably laugh. Hopefully. I think my blog is perfect whenever I wanna recall incidents.
Monday, 3rd March, was Hamdan's birthday (along with my grandma's, as well as two colleagues at I Am... what a popular birthdate). We were talking and he said I destroy his day by asking questions that make him feel like an idiot.
You'd think (at least I thought so) after having an eye infection which made me tear continuously for three straight hours, I might have been out of tears for a while, but nope, I cried over this. Slightly.
I think it just sucks... that a person whom you look forward to seeing, thinks you would ruin their day. Especially on their birthday. He hasn't replied me since then, so.... whatever la. First Lukman, then Hamdan. I'm on a streak!
tak semua kau rancang akan berlaku
mungkin nasib tak menyebelahi aku
On Tuesday, Lyssa and I went for karaoke with our cousins.
The standard things to be expected from karaoke sessions were there, like the irrelevant music videos and nonsensical lyrics that kill the mood of the songs. Zombie was set to scenes of Macritchie Reservoir and I Will Survive was a video montage of coral reefs. Luls wut even.
I will always love the choreography in Jar of Hearts.
Amy Lee is an angel, both visually and aurally.
Nurul was dancing and totally singing Bad Romance with all the feelings~!
Funny things include: being dramatic while destroying some of our favourite songs, Nurul saying she legit used to think the lead singer of Iklim was Nabilah's father Cik Ahmad (he really does look the part though, like a Mat rocker has-been ;P) and ALL OF US singing the second verse of Nobody's Perfect too early.
It was a fun night and the girls really helped to take my mind off being upset. ♥
On Wednesday, I met Han for VanityTrove's app launch, at Zouk.
We couldn't take many photos inside because the lighting in Zouk wasn't conducive for photos.
I had my nails done at one of their many activity booths, and Han and I totally love the goodie bags! I rather fancy Elizabeth Arden's Untold perfume, I think I might be tempted to buy it next after I run out of my no. 5. And I just drank lemon lemongrass tea, courtesy of the Tealy teabags. :D
I was wearing my new oversized hipsterish specs (although I'm not a hipster, I listen to mainstream music and I wear mainstream clothes lolol) because I can't wear contact lenses for a month. I think I look quite nice with the glasses.
Sometimes I think I'm pretty. That's all. No catch, no caveats. Sometimes I just think so. Usually when I have makeup on, though. I envy girls who feel good-looking without makeup. I wonder if they exist.
When other people do stick tricks, they're so cool. When I try to twirl my sticks, I hit i) my mouth/braces, or ii) my specs/eyes, or iii) the camera or iv) all of the options.
Thursday morning, I met M for breakfast at McD's Northpoint. I reached so late that the breakfast menu was no longer available though, hahahahah. I think we cleared the air? It's enough that I have feelings for both Hamdan and Lukman, I mean there's really no need for any more complications. -.-
And then! Lyssa and I had time before work, so... we went for karaoke because we are firm believers in: GO HARD or GO HOME. It was her third time going for karaoke, she went on Monday also, before the cousins session. My sister really went hard this week, but it's understandable, because she can sing.
My sister can hit high notes, it always amazes me because her speaking voice is about as low as mine. Anyway, she was belting out her jam, Do it Like a Dude. I was tryna dance and sing my jam, JT's Lovestoned, throughout which Lyssa was just combing her hair and whatever.
The most ridiculous thing that happened was Lyssa had brought a bottle of talcum powder in her bag, and hadn't closed it. The entire thing spilled into her bag and she emptied it out onto the couch and the floor of the room!!!
While I was trying to sing I'm Yours, she was preoccupied with cleaning up the powder and clean ignoring me.
I completely missed the note for Lucky, we couldn't stop laughing at the video for Rihanna's Stay because the song is quite solemn but the video was of a man in a fedora dancing seductively, we sang Lana Del Rey together, I sang This Love just for the innuendo and Lyssa caught it, etc etc.
I tried to rap Where is the Love? which used to be such a favourite song of mine, we sang our sister jam (Christina Perri's Jar of Hearts), and our Peterpan favourites Ku Katakan Dengan Indah/Bintang di Surga.
There is a lot of me because Lyssa doesn't really wanna be featured, although her singing is way more accurate and much better-sounding, my voice is so flat I just can't even. I sound like a troll, even more so when you juxtapose my voice next to Lyssa's high-as-hell singing voice. The contrast is crazy. I try to match her and I just fall flat.
I'm so happy I got to spend time with my family and sister this week. And I'll stick to writing as my medium of communication, okay yes don't worry. ;)