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[October 27th, 2012]

Being a horror movie lover that I am, yet apparently a late bloomer in the 'dressing up for Halloween parties' department, I had the urge to turn this year's Halloween of mine around. Last year I celebrated an early Halloween party after my best friend's birthday celebration, on a casual black mini dress from the dinner and that's about it. Although the memory of having my first kiss behind a Sakkat with someone who soon after became my beloved boyfriend, the 'not dressing up' part still was pretty boring as I've always been all 'planning it' and 'not doing it'. Not this year, fortunately.

All this talk about Universal Studio Sentosa (USS)'s Halloween Horror Nights have been going around and there's no need to even consider to go or not to go. At first I had to convince my boyfriend that it's going to be fun and we came to the decision to go on the second day of the event, which was the start of my weekend.

USS was turned to sections of themed zombie lands, packed with bloody zombies and all the creatures and properties I usually only see in movies. I tried taking pictures as many as I could but I always ended up getting distracted by devils here and there, and so I was busier taking pictures with them instead.

Although it wasn't that 'scary' scary (probably because we know they're just humans behind sick excellent makeovers), for those of you who want to join in next time, if you're the type that get shocked easily, I warn you, you will at least go home with a sore throat. Zombies and ghosts were always after us, they appeared among the mist and artificial smokes here and there during our stroll inside the USS. My boyfriend was one to scream so much though as he got shockingly terrified a lot by the zombies that were running chasing us, while I was mostly bemused by everyone's makeovers and costumes. The ghosts must've gotten paid well. Or at least they should have. I gotta admit I should've come earlier. Lines on every ride were taking more of our time there than the actual rides, USS was very packed, and our time management wasn't too smart. Anyway it was a great night after all. We went home soaking wet and happy and a little deaf (shit was loud in there I swear).

• The colourful Marlion •

• Cupboards of ragged dead dolls to start the epic spooky night •

• I thought the girl (who in this picture is blurry pardon me) looked like Kimbra •

• That 'blood' drink was pretty pricy, sadly •

• Oh Mommy Mummy wanted to eat me •

• Skulls, skulls everywhere •

• They looked very real though •

• A gypsy with her fortune telling whatnots •

• A: "I took you to Universal Studio, and out of all, THIS is the best part of the night? Dippin' Dots? Not one ride we've been to?", what can I say, it was indeed a sweet reunion with my old long lost love •

• Not-so-good-yet-cute-looking diner. But seriously though, overpriced and tasted bad •

• Charlie the Dinosaur •

The next night was the part when I painted my skin 'rotting' white and walked around town with the least pretty looking face ever. My good friends from Uni invited me to a house party at their friend's. It took me 2 hours to paint my body blue-ish white and put on the corpse details and blue wig. I was about to become Emily from Corpse Bride but the costume ran out last minute so I had to figure out a way and I ended up turning it from a bride to a slut (don't look at me like that, it's all I've got in my closet there's not much I can do).
Around 9 PM, me and my boyfriend (who eventually wore my night gown and a pair of black wings from my photo shoot properties) arrived at a very nice house with a hall that my friends turned to a dance floor with a mini bar, filled with more new people who welcomed me with a smile on their more-normally-madeover faces. There was Alice from Alice In Wonderland, there was even Slender Man (somehow). We all took so many photos together and as we emptied bottles of booze the pictures we took went blurry by minutes I thought it was pretty funny, then we decided to go to Mink bar to party more afterwards. I'm not much of a club-goer (is that how you say it, how do you say it, well you know what I mean) but I made an exception that night, and I didn't regret not one minute of it. It was an epic night. On our way to Mink everyone on the street stared at me and laughed and we all found it funny, and nowhere near insulting. My face did look funny. Good thing is people all can guess that I was supposed to be Emily (it's probably the two extra white eyes on my face).
As the dawn broke, the party faded away as well as my body painting, thankfully, no one got hurt nor ended up in the wrong bed.
Except Charlie the Dinosaur, maybe.