Put On Some Pants.

"Jom. Let's go yum cha"

"Okay. Let me put on some pants."

Spending 45 minutes dressing up and slapping on full make up for an average afternoon outing is a waste of time.

I rather spend those 40 minutes doing other more productive things, like sleeping. Or watching a couple of anime episodes. Or sleeping.

Dressing up is putting on a piece of leather string around my neck.

I hardly put on full make-up.

By full make up I mean foundation. Powder. Mascara blusher lipstick lipgloss eyebrow eyeliner eyeshadow. Aiyoh so much shit, Too much shit.

I DO half heartedly put concealer to cover spots, damn my awful complexion. A dab of gloss. A little eye mousse. But altogether it's so damn light, I might as well just not put anything on.

I must make a really horrible date. Patutlah nobody asks me out.

I've always heard people telling me that you should look your best when you're out. You'll never know when you'll bump into THE ONE.

Fuck that lah. It's too much work to impress.

I mean, Takeshi Kaneshiro will NEVER bump into me.

Sure makeup is fun. Dressing up is fun too. I do it sometimes when I feel like it, or when I have to. Clubbing. Dinners. Functions. Camwhoring sessions. Good mood. But doing it EVERY SINGLE bloody TIME you step out of the house is just fucken ridiculous to me.

All that 5 inch thick make up, bottles of hair products, pretty mixed and matched clothes, push up bras - they're all gonna be coming off at the end of the day anyway.

People will eventually see the real you in the rawest form.

That fellow is a keeper if he doesn't run away screaming bloody murder from looking at your natural looking self.

Fine, we can't stop looking at girls who do put all that effort looking hot. Fine they are attractive. There are even some who go a little overboard and end up looking like walking mannequins, or look like they just got off the cat walk. But hey, we still look and appreciate it anyway and thank people upstairs for gracing us with such fine mobile pieces of art.

Sometimes I wonder how they REALLY look like underneath (shuddup you pervs) all that. Don't you think it's a little scary for a girl to look "perfect" 24-7?

For me, making up and dressing up is meant to be a FUN thing to do. Not a chore. Nor something I feel like I HAVE TO DO. There's just something really fake about trying to look like your best buried underneath all that enhancements ALL THE FREAKING TIME. But hey, whatever rocks your boat, ya know?

Okay lah. Truth is, sometimes I look at all those hot made up chicks who try and I feel a little envious, okay? Jealous even. I do wished I bothered trying. Maybe if I did, people would actually take notice. Do a double take. Guys would want my number. Who doesn't like attention, kan?

But in the end laziness takes over and I go "what's the point anyway? It's all shallow stuff."

Besides, I'm damn hopeless when it comes to make up.

I think there's something not quite right about my face. God was probably watching some funny Seinfeld episode on heaven cable and forgot to concentrate while he was moulding me.

Sigh. Damn fail lah.

Anyway, if you ever have the unfortunate luck to bump into me, chances are I'm in some plain top, baggy ill-fitting jeans, and sneakers.... looking pretty much like crap.

Don't be too dissapointed lah. That's all I'm saying.

OMfg feeling so damn emo today I can't even stand myself.

*cranks up Simple Plan* <---- Proof Of Emoness.

go fuck yourselves or something kthx.