Some photographer asked me to do a lingerie photoshoot about a week ago. To be honest, though I'm a bit worry, I still wanted to go at first since my friend is willing to accompany me and the pay is quite good. C'mon, it's very tempting okay. And don't ask me why they want me to do the photoshoot. Maybe they're sick with big boobs and wanting to try something different? Ha!
My friend, Jasmine, said, though I don't have boobs, I still manage to look so sexy and womanly. If that's not what you think, shoot her, not me. :P
I want to dedicate this post to my darling,Yasmine, and The Clique. (Gosh, I can feel the tears within me already.)
Thank you God for bringing our darling, Yasmine, to this earth on 22nd of November. 13years later, she met us, or I should say, we met her. Anyhow, we are lucky and grateful to meet each other which made our lives very close to perfection. Thank you, my darlings. ♥
This is a video we made for her.(Cartene's idea) Credits toJaninewho edited it and everyone, for making this surprise so successful. :D
Don't tear up too much darlings, the time where we all would be reunited will come. Let's hope it'll be soon.
Happy birthday Yasmine, be happy and take care of yourself on our behalves. Hugs and kisses for you, from us. :') ♥
Too rude? Bear with me when I can kill you with just my pair of laser-eyes.
What the hell is wrong with you man? Am I someone that you can just tell me off and unfriend me when you're in a bad mood? If this is the true you, I am so fucking disappointed with you, and myself, for not knowing until now.
If I am the one who pissed you off, tell me. Don't just say bye when I don't even know what just happened. Don't even mind explaining yourself? Kiss my ass.
Seriously, never. I'm like a volcano and you'll never know when you'll hit the point. When you do, good luck. Don't say I never warn you.
Fuck my line. It’s as if it knows what I’m thinking. Just
when I wanted to send something important to my friend, it went down. GAAAHHH!
What the heaven is wrong with my line? The TM representatives keep on saying
they already fixed the main line outside, but sigh. Forget about it.
There’s something that I want to confess. I’m actually a
guy. O.O
HAHA! Course not, just kidding. *Clears throat* Actually, I
have a problem looking into other people’s eyes. I can’t when I’m aware of it.
I don’t know why, I just can’t. Was it because I’m afraid that I might fell in love with
them and vice versa? Too vain? LOL. What about because I’m afraid of letting
people to see the real me, my true feeling?
Just admit it that people now are all professional fakers.
You say someone looks cute but you actually
think he/she is ugly
You say you like something that you actually
think it’s awful
You act like you don’t give a damn to someone
who offended you
You act like you’re okay with everything but
you’re actually motherfucking pissed off
I admit that I’ve done everything stated above. How else
would I know if I’ve never done it before? It doesn’t mean you’re evil.
Sometimes, it just makes me think that I might have forget about taking care of
myself, my feeling, by just simply pleasing others.
Now I’m trying not to sway further away from my true-self.
Let’s hope I can really do it. (Great applause for me) :]
Still, I can’t look into his eyes cause I’m afraid that
he’ll see. I don’t want any more complications. :]
