Monday, September 28, 2009
♥ Make Me Up
I should really start using them, but.... I don't know how to use them! -.-"
If you would ask me to put make up and go out with you, you'll end up going out with a clown...
And another reason why I will never learn how to apply make up is because I know I will be too lazy to apply even if I already learn how to..
I am those people who will wake up ten minutes before class if I can and can-get-ready-in-15-minutes when you call me out like RIGHT NOW.. provided I took a bath already hehe
and, and, and...
another reason why I don't really feel like putting make up is because.....................
I look like a Malay girl............
No offence to the Malays but.. I really LOOK even more like a Malay....
No thanks to my 'born with tan skin'. and I strongly believe I look abit like one of my college mate, Azzy, in this picture when there is abit of eyeliner on my eyes. hmmm.
I still remember when I was in Standard One in ss14 primary school, being a newbie in school I kept quiet most of the time.. When the teachers had to divide the class to Moral class and the Agama class, the teacher straight pull me out to line up with the rest of the Malay students to go next door class for Agama..... fml.
I obviously followed only. Luckily the Agama teacher was calling out names and she saw my name had no Siti or Fatimah, but a Jade Yan. She asked me whether I was Chinese or Malay. Then I cannot remember what happen anymore.. It was just too sad to remember it. wtf
My mum thought it was the funniest joke ever, she would tell everyone and anyone we met about the "Going to Agama Class Joke" when anyone mistaken me as a Malay girl.
Every year during puasa months, I encountered many random aunties asking me why am I not puasa-ing..
I remember when I was younger, I hang around at my mum's office during the weekends cos she had work to do.. There was this one time, my mum asked me to go down myself to the canteen to grab a bite.. When I was buying the karipap, the Karipap Aunty asked me, "Why are you eating!?" Then I just told her, "Hungry lah..." She gave me a good ten minutes lecture why I shouldn't eat during puasa month........ Luckily my mum came down just in time to explain to her that I'm her daughter.
I don't even look like my mum. She's like fair. and I am.... sigh. Well, my dad's tan. So the doctor did not gave my mum the wrong baby.. haha who knows I might actually belong a a Malay family?
I guess I have to just accept this tan skin of mine.
Hitam Manis? xoxo!
8:21 PM
