Oh how summer goes by

******EDITED******i am procrastinating my nihongo so I am going to put up more pictures.

I missed Dong Bang Shin Gi!!!!11 T___________________T

This is probably the only time they’ll ever visit Malaysia for a concert and I missed it! Missed it cos nobody I know wants to go, and I don’t have any money anyway.

As you can see, the one that looks like this is my favorite. Unfortunately, even though I think I’m such a big fan of them, I don’t even know his name. But I know all their songs!

I also know that I am a teenybopper and have a penchant for boys who are prettier than me (which isn’t easy to be HAWHAWHAW).

To make up for it, I, like any other Japanesy/Makigoto wtf/Harajuku freak out there, went to Bon Odori.

Honestly, isn’t this like a festival for the dead or something like that?

Instead of coming in yukatas or regular casual clothing, the general Malaysian public apparently decided that Obon is Japan Pop Culture Day and turned up in all kinds of pesudo-Harajuku costumes.

Should have taken photos of them la. But unfortunately, my stupid camera passed away the first week I got back.

The only picture we have of our surroundings.

After that we put away the camera because we got bombarded left and right by people wanting to take pictures of other people dressed in yukata.

Hsin got all the Malays and I naturally attracted all the Ah Bengs. Says something about what people find attractive huh.

When people asked me if I was Japanese I answered according to my mood at the moment.

Chinese guy: Excuse me, can I take picture with you?
Me: OK.
*snaps*
Chinese guy: Are you Japanese?
Me: No.
Chinese guy: Ohhhhhh. *shoulder sags*

Hahahahahah wtf! Japanese means control the world isit? I’m not putting down Japan ok, but it’s silly because the guy probably feels like he bought a real DVD and found out later it’s fake.

*group of girls who cannot be more than 14 years old runs up*
Leader: *clutching camera* Can we take picture with you?
Me: Er…ok.
EVerybody: Yay!!
Me: …
Leader: Can ask your friend to take for us?
Me: *turning around doubtfully to look at friends who are lining up for food* Er..
Patrick: It’s ok I’ll take for you.
Everybody: Yayyy!!

At the end of Bon Odori, this guy whose hair is as bright as mine accosted me.
Ah Beng: I’ve been looking all over for you. Can I take a picture with you?
Me: *blinks* Oh ok.

After the picture he puts out his hand. I stare at it and move away. How I know, I thought he was trying to tell me I was holding something of his, and since I wasn’t, I walked away la.

God, my face is square. And god, my expression is constipated.

Serve me right for asking him to pan cute.

Me and Hsin

Dammit I wasn’t ready.

Dammit I look fat and sleepy. Joe is squeezing into the picture and he looks like his face is melting into the table hahahahahah.

HAHAHAHAHHAAH I’m sorry I can’t get over Joe.

And again! HAHAHAHAHAHHA! I was teaching him how to measure the ideal length of your eyebrow.

On Sunday, we had a *shhh* surprise farewell party for Brother Ooi.

While Marcus and Adrian took Brother Ooi out for pool, the rest of his friends sneaked into the house to wait for him.

We hid all our shoes.

Brother Ooi’s skull is obviously as thick as his, uh cheeks, because when he came in, he saw all these shoes and he still didn’t suspect a thing.

He thought the shoes belonged to them below, see.

Clockwise from L: Ida, Andrew, Ian, Ah Teong, Alyssa, Alexandra (or is it Alexandra then Alyssa?), Stephanie, Ah Hwa Kor kor and Fat Her’s legs.