2 party in a space of 4 days? hmm... the result = odynophagia + hoarse voice + sore feet + broke ...

well, at least i had fun.. and i can drive a big car (compare to my petite figure) to Ballarat.. wish my father can hear about this and let me drive his not-so-new Volvo s80 when i get back home..

i'm still comtemplating my reckless lack of concern for my voice for the last 4 days.... Aliaa thinks it is sexy ... hehe.. not anymore when you got that big lump at your throat... and because of that.. no Coke for this 3 days and certainly no talking!!!

Erin's birthday party was really2 80's.. i'm gonna show you guys what i wear to that party when i gt the pic from Aliaa.... big blue shirt, tie at the back.. with not-so-tight jeans that seems "singkat".. i dont want to get out of the hostel!!!

when we arrive at the Platform... we are not the only who are wearing all the weird 80's cloth.. there's like 50 more people that have no sense what fashion really meant.. the music awas not so good as the med ball party.. 80's song not as funky-dance-friendly as 90's but if the D.J played a very good song.. i'm pretty sure that i will end up with no shoe by the end of the party...

seeing all the speeches made by Erin's family and friends, made me wonder how my 21'st birthday gonna be... it is so nice to have all this people telling stories about you.. no matter if it is bad or they told story that will make your face blush... hhaha.. i dont care about that.. at least they remember stories about me... no one else should know me more than my family and friends.. i wonder what the first came on their mind if they have to tell something about me? hmm...

i'm very certain that Hadi will remember m as the one who stand in front of the bathroom door, screaming for him to get out of the bath tub..

i dont know.. the prospect of having my 21st birthday in Melbourne is not sound very good at all to me.. i wonder if there's even someone will remember about it without me having to tell them coz it's in the middle of our exam... i'm pretty sure there's not gonna be any party or even the 'dream speech' from my friend.. i'm just sad... you just turn 21 once in your life...

The truth is rarely pure and never simple

Oscar Wilde,
The Importance of Being Earnest, 1895, Act I

♥ ♥ ♥ aJLa I'm no angel.. and i manage to remain alive in my own quirky way

"Look at the stars, and not the reflection of the moon."

*having my wickest dream come true *hint* dvz *hint*
*not to kill anyone as a doctor
*a person who can swept me off my feet