holy cripes. oh fout. oh _______. tpjc arts as first choice, like can you BELIEVE that? gags(!!!!)
prediction of survival rate there (if accepted) = 40% (?)
shall leave this to fate and worry about jae no more- give me a break, God ; what with all the anticipation of o'results and whatnots lately.
shopping with liyana is love. current temptation: dresses. i realise branded apparels turned us on rather than cheap grabs. we, fussy ladies, just simply couldn't agree to purchase almost anything at far east until we reached wisma atria. drools: forever 21, zara, esprit, mango and topshop(drop-dead gorgeous
knickers and notebooks). oh, and we're being
tailed by a horrendous-lookin lad, it seemed.
stalker, stalker, stalker. the subject makes me go retrospectual yet again.
ha, ha. jinxed me; always get associated with the aforementioned. oh well. what's new.
happy birthday to dear momma. she's hating her age, i know. "no menopause for me, NOO." she's only forty-one, for goodness sake. can someone give her a chill pill or something? lovely. i gave her this gorgeous ring from dorothy perkins and she loved it so much(as expected)! all smiles, mom & uhm, stay young at heart, haha!
valentine's day. what's with all this
love in the air gimmicks in the media? shut up, 'cos everyday's a v'day for me, sooooo. yeah. and to my saintlike(WOW) beloved:
happy v'day! ;) to girlfriends, happy st valentine's, as well! and get this right, okay-
alter ego(n) : inseparable companion / another flip side of you. SO AIMAN, i'm talking about the former here, not latter.
ehmagod, you sound as if i'm a
she-male or something, if you know what i mean.