confuse me, will you?

confuse me, will you?

okay, firstly, i want to say, i am fine. REALLY REALLY REALLY! so all you concerned citizens out there, please dont worry anymore. tan woan tyng aint some emo kid who will drown in her tears and stuff. so she's back to her old laughing and abso nuts self. isnt that great? (big REAL smile.) the previous post was just a DRAMA QUEEN attack. you know,
ONCE A D-QUEEN, ALWAYS A D-QUEEN.


okay, i went shopping today with my mummy and bros. i got to say, man! there are shit-loads of people! like they are stuffed everywhere! levi's, mango, starbucks, coffeebeans. PLAIN EVERYWHERE! thank goodness, mummy was smart to take a cab instead of drive down. or else, she would have flipped and just drive home. hahaha. i didnt buy anything; there wasnt anything that caught my eye and i have pretty much bagged most of my chinese new year outfits, so all i did was give highly-valued opinions (hah!) to my bros.


right, main point is while i was browsing around, helping liang pick up some stuff, this sales guy from this particular shop started being really helpful and was following me around, introducing all these stuff to me. it didnt that long for me (even thick me!) to figure that he was chatting me up or something. well, i was in a good mood and i didnt have anything to do since i was waiting for liang who was in the changing room, (i was wearing this new hot top i bought from dorothy perks, so i guess that's why i was feeling extra UN-cranky), so i didnt brush him off mean-ly (he was pretty good-looking too anyways. hah!). well, when he asked how old i was, in this feigned casual way, he got shocked when i said i was 17. HE THOUGHT I WAS 20-plus! WTFH~! 20-plus!! that's like 3 years or more older than what i am. urgh. uber pissed.


but what confused me was that after the whole uber-pissed-and-shocked-to-be-taken-as-20-plus! incident, i remembered that the day before when i went to the hairdresser's with baby, this person talked to me and she thought i was 15. RIGHT. i am so weird-out. the only explanations i can come out with are that:

first, it was the different outfits that made me look older/ younger. but seriously, if that dorothy perk top makes me look 20-plus!, i might consider chucking it into the back of my closet and never, ever wear it until i am like 18 or older. even if i love it to death, and it does makes me look and feel pretty darn hot. urgh.

second, it was the different people's opinions. i guess with the saying," beauty's in the eye of the beholder", every one's entitled to their own opinions. so i shouldnt take it oh-so-harshly or else i'll be stabbing anybody who guessed my age wrongly, with whatever i have at that moment.

third, the lighting of place, or aura, or humidity of air or whatever?


that's all i have now. seriously, do i look (hesitates for a moment, refusing to use THAT word)
























(still not saying.)


























(oh, fine.)





















OLD? aargh! or childish-ish/baby-ish/younger? both are NOT good! you know why even younger's not good? cause i am NOT THAT old yet, so i DONT need or desire to look younger, unlike the older ladies!! i can only accept looking a wee bit older or younger (like a year), if not my exact age. sheesh. TELL ME TRUTHFULLY, my dear friends!

urgh.

ta-ta.

xoxo.

i want to look my age. you boo-boos!