looking bad, looking good

so today is my 3rd day with new hair style.
i was home for the whole night on my first day.
i thought that i wouldn't anywhere out on my 2nd day too.
i actually plan to go nowhere, there's docs load on my table queuing for completion.
then nic sms me a surprising news:
"hey i got one extra ticket for today chelsea vs malaysia, live at stadium shah alam!"
oh yeah i'm kaki bola, but i'm not addicted to it anyway.
i agree to join him immediately. foc mar, why not?
"so we will gathering at pavillion 6pm for dinner, cindy the champion from malaysiandreamgirl and some other friends of mine will join us."
WTF there's hot chic coming?! New friends?!
i looks so dumb/dull!
i look myself into mirror and i know i must do something.
i shut down my lappie, take a bath, wear my jersey, get hair gel ready.
deng deng deng......
deng deng......
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david beckham in da house yo!

handsome ler?!?!?!
so i went to the event, dinner with hot chic face to face, with confidence.
cindy really hot, second after toing.
so there's tim, samantha, yee hou on the same table.
speaking super fluent english with slang, i hardly can communicate well with them by my broken manglish. i need to be very concentrade listening and think ahead before i answer their question :P


my first live football experience

so there go my second day.
and here's the story about today, the 3rd day.
it's my working day, meeting to attend, friends to meet.
i decide to pay a visit to true fitness at pavillion (again :s two days continuously) before i start my day, so i pack my working suits and towel into my backpack, broken t-shirts and shorts on me and drive!
i plan straight into the gym, play some sport, bath then only head to office, so i wore like kampong boy playing sands beside the river. hmm without gel on my hair.
the traffic is heavy as usual.
just the moment i saw pavillion right in front of me, "OOO WTF!" i shout it out loud.
i only brought my pant and underwear and left my shirt on the sofa!
as a flexible entreprenuer (aiseh) like me, i calm down and found a solution.
buy one shirt la, what's the matter now?
so i shop around at pavillion (ya the fcuking high class mall) for my new shirt with my ridiculous so called sport wear.


schoolboy in the changing room (before)

so many people seeing me you know!
i caught so many eyes like celebrity la!
and i shop for like almost one hour!
cause i couldn't find a shirt with reasonable price at pavillion ok!
i end up with a 50% discount item inside parkson.


G2000, fair enough

i ask the promoter to iron on the spot, pay and proceed to the gym.
workout a little on my body, very rush, appointment waiting, then bath.
happily wear my new shirt.
gel my hair.


after, wahahaha!

there's no ugly man, only lazy man. lol.

good looking, bad looking.

new templete of ImNotHairy V2! cAntiK tAk?
i think V2 looks good.
but the editor looks bad.
i just got one of my worst hair cut in my life.
sis say i look like a boy, no more a man.
mum say i look like old fashion uncle.
all this because of the stoopid saloon, hire aunty as hair stylist.
actually i got a favour hair stylist, but today suddenly desperate to have hair cut, so i randomly walk in into the saloon.
thought give them a chance, but they don't appreciate.
and now i regret to grant them the chance.
here i present, my latest photo.


special light exposure to prevent you all laugh to the sky

going to hide myself in my room for one month. bye.

facial, part II

Due to the overwhelming response of previous post, i want to talk again about facial treatment.
I know some of you like to visit beauty saloon, face spa, etc etc.
Some enjoy people touching or massage your face, some enjoy the atmosphere.
Or some may enjoy free flow ginger tea.
I use to signed up a 4x facial package too.



But I tell u what, i hate those treatment.
Yes, i HATE it.
Especially when they steaming my skin with steamer, blowing hot air to my face, into my nose.
Then I got breath difficulty. I feel like asthma attack.
Everytime i visit saloon, i will request to skip this step, or shorten the time.



Due to lack of steaming, the beautician got obstacle pitching / removing my blackheads.
So she try harder, harder, even harder.
And it's like injection on my face, I feel pain, sibeh pain, sibeh super very pain!
My tears slowly flow from corner of the eye.
She use tissue wrap for me. And continue pitching. wtf.
Tell me if you know any master beautician able to remove blackhead with very little of pain. I would rather pay more.



p/s: eye on malaysia, capture with nokia my N73. no much different with digicam. cool.

DIY home facial treatment?

I know nuts about facial treatment.
But toing is pro.
Toing sis even more pro.
She advise me for so many years but i didn't take action.
Who doesn't want a handsome face anyway?
I'm lazy busy and stingy, thus i don't deserve to have one.
Due to some personal reason, I need to make changes on my skin.
So, i determine to develop a better attitute on taking care on my rough skin.
I bought myself some new product.
Toing tell me the step (which i think is super mafan), and i going to follow (hopefully).

1) Clean my face as usual (i'm using cheapo elianto aloe vera face cleanser)

2) Apply powder mask


before


after

3) Apply toner


no more budget, use toing one

4) Apply moisturizer


toing says her moisturizer not my type, so i buy myself from a friend who work at new york skin

5) Or once a while replace moisturizer with ampoule


toing says i should use purifying ampoule instead of all other whitening / hydrating / vitamin etc

6) Apply sunblock every morning before going out from home


ya i got friend working at cellnique too

Please tell me it's fun and give me encouragement.

I can't can do it!