I know I said I wanted to dress like Audrey Hepburn, but it turn out, she's too glamorous and I can't keep up with that look. So I dressed like Kendra instead.
Like Kendra or not? I know, I know... my hair is not blonde and I don't have nice body like hers. But I have a similar brown dress though.
And I had my tiara on....
For five minutes. WTF? When I put on the tiara it will shrink and mess up my hair. I think it's too small for my head. Maybe my head is too big for it. See... I've told you I have a big brain! Guess what Shikin dressed up as?
As sarong party girl. Hahahahaha.... Sorry, Shikin! But at least she has that nice figure to wear the kebaya, you got or not?
And I love the pink flower she put on her hair. It's so her. For some reason pink suits her most. Or is it I'm bias?
I love her too!
I was so traumatized when they sing Negaraku because I don't know the lyrics. Damn malu lah! I didn't know I have to do it after high school. Anyway back in high school I used to play the instruments so I don't have to sing. C'mon...help me practice a bit, can? Negaraku... Tanah tumpahnya darahku... Rakyat hidup... Kemudian aku sudah lupa... Burung kakak tua... Hinggap di jendela... Lalalalalalalalalalala.....
The food was good. Maybe all of us got so deprived of Malaysian food, that's why it's nice. Or maybe they made us wait so long until we're starving... any food also taste good lah!
Whatever it is, being Malaysian any food also nice. I wonder if there's any Malaysian that hates food. I never come across any. Even if there's any, I bet that person have been possessed with Snejana's spirit.
Don't know when Shikin took photo of our legs. Never tell me. Eh, leg also must pose one ok? Now you see got one huge lump of my muscle there. So ugly!
I also stole this creative work from Shikin's blog. She forgot to take photo of the desserts. LOL! I think this is so cute!!!
I like this photo a lot, except the Coca-cola and Orange Juice bottle stealing our lime light.
Suddenly we have party crasher in our Malaysian Night. These intruders didn't pay for the ticket, but simply go there to buy drinks from the bar. WTF?
I've never been to Malaysian Night before and it never cross my mind that I wanted to go. Although it wasn't as grand as I've expected, the food was good and the company was good as well. Not to mention, I already know most of the people there. We're just there like a family reunion kind of thing.
After the Malaysian Night ended, I decided to follow the intruders to the after party. It so happen Ella was at the exit and I just grabbed her into the car. I think she must gotten a shock that suddenly she's taken to somewhere she's not sure of in a stranger's car.
Whenever I go clubbing, there would be funny story to tell. I was dancing with my friends and suddenly someone just dropped on me. I got a shock and turned to the back. It was some fat white chick got too drunk to dance so she was falling on everyone and everyone had to push her around so she won't fall. She was like Humpty Dumpty. Kakakakakakka.... And then, she was sweating all over her body, her hair was soaked wet. Geeeeezzzz... I still can feel how sticky she was. Yucks! Yucks! Yucks! And the worse things is I didn't even shower when I got home. I wasn't drunk yet, but it was raining and freezing cold so I just couldn't be bothered to take off my clothes.
Some white girls were trying to hit on Seker. Poor guy didn't know what to do, so he said I was his girlfriend. Then he came to me and told me, "Make sure you play along ok?"
The poor guy...
I forgot what's her name. To tell you the truth, I didn't quite get her name because the music was too loud.
Saw my girl Sarah there. Bought her a drink, and then I suddenly remember... she's under age! OMG!
Another funny story... Ella wanted to go to the toilet so she asked Rafique to carry her handbag. That fella put it on his shoulder. Within five minutes, some gay guy came over to our table and trying to hit on him. Ahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!
By 3am, we have one bunch of kaki mabuk there.
Actually there are more funny stories. My guy friends wanted to hit on some Asian chicks, so they sent me out to be the mama san (as usual). Later I found out, those girls were from China and they can't speak a word of English. When I asked them whether I can buy them drink (actually the guys bought it lah, I just trying to lure them over), but they say they don't drink. That's fine... And later guess what I saw? One of the girls took out her coin purse from her bra. The coin purse is actually those Chinese gold pouch in red that you get for free when you buy from Chinese goldsmith. I was like WTF? In this generation, got girls still keep their coin purse in their bra. For god's sake get a proper coin purse lah! If they can't afford Louis Vuitton, at least can buy Stella McCartney also right? I went back to my friend and told them, "Tak boleh pakai, damn kampung."
Half hour later, those girls were sticking to us all the time. You know why? They suddenly saw my friend's clothes and watches. All of us were wearing Burberry, Rolex, D&G, Dior... so they suddenly got brand-struck. But I must admit my friends were kinda show off. You can't blame them when they're wearing a Rolex, everyone would definitely notice it. We bought about 30 jugs of beer and we have our table. They just came to us for drinks without having to pay anything. Since then they stuck to us the entire night. Let me tell you guys... beware of those kampung girls. They're just there to suck your money dry.
Anyway, that night Shikin told me her embarrassing story. Actually I also have an embarrassing story that night. I was contemplating whether to tell or not to tell. But since it's over now, and no one actually saw it, so I guess I'll just tell. But I definitely won't repeat the same mistake again.
Now... should I tell or not to tell?
Tell or not?
I guess, I'll put it in the comment. Because I don't want people to Google some funny stuff and come to this post. But everyone promise it's a secret ok?