I feel FAB-ulous

Welcome back,

and so bash's over! Didn't win the overall Deadliest Sinner (Mr SDE), but I was awarded Mr FAB! I think I did pretty well! (: Stage presence was not bad, and so was the composure. Hehehe the trick is to screw up your image with a spastic "HELLO!! :D" pose right at the start, so that your self consciousness screws up and you won't give two hoots about image after that.

FYI, FAB does not = fabulous. Our ingenious program directors had decided to break away from mundane titles, to create more interesting sounding ones aligned with the secret sins theme. FAB = Fatally Attractive Body! Deadliest Sinner = Mr/Ms SDE. Then there are Deadliest Catwalk, and Angel-Face awards.

Call me FAB, I won't hold it against you.

Hahahahaha.

Ms FAB 2009/2010

I've a feeling that the judges marked me down, cos I never gave them any attention during the bash. hahahah. No glances, not once. Bash tip #1: Establish eye contact with the judges to build rapport and score points. I'm not sure if they liked my epic male supermodel poses, maybe it's too over the top, but heck I really enjoyed doing them anyway hahahah. :D Seriouslyy damnn fun I really lovee doing retarded stuff on stage, and I think I have quite a knack for it. I'm really glad bash gave me this opportunity to let loose. Amanda was the first to point it out to me after Halloween, she said I like "dressing up", which sounded very wrong, it was then more aptly termed as "alter-ego phenomenon".







It's what drives me to turn into the Prefab fairy, the Halloween demon hunter, and now the bash's Derek Zoolander, 3 times supermodel of the world hahahah. And then there was my post-bash pole-dance, and that's well.. the diva persona. Omg I'd probably have to wait till April for me to use my epic expressions again, during my Latin Nationals. I will blow the judges away Ahahahhahaa.

Here are some photos:M1 and F1 - Ms Deadliest Catwalk, my super nice partner Wei En with the never ending legs.

My harem. Nice.

Mr and Ms FAB! Hot damn.

Epic. The future of SDE swimming.

Our talented dance choreographer cum hairstylist! (:

And this is.... Wtf?! It's a friggin BANNER!

by my group of insanely AWESOME BUDDIES Y'ALL! :D

good ole long time buds yn and yingying (:

and my awesomee 05S78 classmatesss! (:

TO ALL YOU DEAR FRIENDS WHO CAME: Thanks sooooooo muchhhh for coming down!!! I did my best to entertain you guys yeahhh all to make your $16 worthit! And I cannot thank you guys enough your presence and support. They really really meant a lot, you guys are awesome friends, everyone of you. Thank you so much.

So what did I take away from bash?

Geraldine is hot stuff with mind-blowing hair. Butterfac is frigging small not everyone could see my awesome moves. Great new friends, an unforgettable experience, and the rediscovery of old friends. If there's anything to be learned, it'd be that participating in or winning a pageant doesn't change your life. I was probably secretly hoping it would. The feeling of acceptance and popularity you'd experience on stage is euphoric, dope, but ephemeral. It's like smoking weed, when you're on it, reality becomes a blur, purged of sadness and negativity. Everyone loves you, everyone's your friend, your fans. When the smoke snuffs out, reality sinks back in - a quiet world with innumerable acquaintances and less than numerable friends.

But maybe it ain't that bad, to have fewer, but truly sincere, best friends. And that's you reading this.

Thanks