follow up to show me your sloggi 2008 !

you can visit the site http://smys.sloggi.com and click on the tab ‘finals 08′

it’ll show you the international viewers in sloggi underwear, front and back views
the lighting is such that you an see every flaw
no makeup, the works
who got a boob job and who didn’t
which guy has 6pecs, 8pecs or 12

AND GUESS WHAT.
those who have small/very small/quite small boobs have the nicer asses.
the winner erm, has huge boobs, but they look fake, but still huge anyway. her ass, okay lah.
the contestants are people of various shapes and sizes (it’s amazing what proper photography can do… the photos they submitted online are so different loh!), but somehow all guys have a buff figure hahaha.

then after you have finished browsing…
click ‘toplists’
view women from singapore
and you’ll see the crowned winner with her sash during the singapore finals itself

and the question is

WHY WASN’T I THERE?!

sobsob. i really should have won.

my ass not perfect lah, but it’s nice =))

i let people spank me all the time
even when i’m dressed guyish and clubbing, it doesn’t stop people from grabbing my ass!
o-O”

but let’s not forget i was, for a moment, ranked 5^th in the world!
ahem.
so vote for me next year okay? get everyone else to vote. and make sure i enter the finals for singapore…
then go support me… and make sure i win
and i’ll get cash and prizes
then i’ll go represent singapore, whoo hoo!

i mean, can you dig this, sucka?

ignore the bamboo poles and curtains and masking tape. hurhur.
photo courtesy of yeeshan (you didn’t think i’d let just anyone photograph my ass, would you).

happily compiling my wishlist of shoes to buy
shooting off heads in counterstrike

and all the past few hours i’m still crying

and i don’t know what’s wrong with my body

my eye

i don’t know what’s going on

not planning anything for my birthday suddenly
i realized after my operation (just before my birthday) i won’t have any money for that week
but i don’t want to be reminded i’m 21anyway
sat on the train today suddenly thinking i’m so old, how far have i come in life now?
tried hard not to think about it but i just stoned and so many images and still life videos flashed through my mind, all my times in school, dance, arts, work, home, love…

unknowingly i keep glancing at the calendar
OH, it’s the 14^{th
and i wonder how he really feels about me
but he’s said it so many times and it’s all that i don’t wanna hear
then is he staying just because he feels he’s obliged to take care of me in some way?}

^{so scared of what’s happening to me, i don’t know what to do, i don’t dare to call, i can’t tell anyone
yet i wish i were sandwiched between mom and dad and sleeping
the good ol’ days when i would fall off their bed (hahaha.)
my nightmares i remember in freaking detail, wtf
close to 3am, can’t sleep now, maybe i should load up counterstrike again… i keep giggling whenever i get a no-hitter round… am i psychopathic or something now.}

^{dread visiting the doctor’s… but got to go on saturday}

^{everything about us is different now
except when we sleep beside each other, the warmth i get is the same
and when i awake beside you, it’s still the most precious thing
i wish i could go away
i really wish i could
because i know no matter how much i want to leave you alone, i can’t}

^{i really should stop crying, before i go blind
dancing hurts so much after that, but i don’t wanna rest…}

^{i don’t know what to do except to message you to wake up but i don’t dare to call, afraid you’ll scold me, but i don’t know what to do, i don’t know what’s wrong, and i really don’t want to step into another clinic ever again… i’m tired of all the check-ups and medicine}