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Dress to Kill
Wednesday, September 22, 2004

i'm going to Med Ball to night!!!

quite excited about it... dont know what to expect tonight.. drunken med people? sexy?.. whatever.. i just know my GUYTON gonna be there and i do do hope that i got the guts to actually take a picture with him... hehe.. me with my 'chicken' guts... maybe it got to do with my ability to eat chicken 5 times a week.. hehe

i just tried my dress for tonight.. NO! not that Halle Berry 'orange bikini' in Die Another Day (though i wonder how i'll look like in that.... hmm.. only got my bra and undies to fit my skinny bod) ... back, to my dress... OMG.. it doesnt fit.. not that i'm getting fat or put on weight.. it's the other way.. it's loose in some department... of course, last time i wear, it kinda losse in the 'department' where i cant do anything unless i'm lactating and my estrogen/prolactin has surge beyond the limit... (dream on!)... the stomach and my waist... is it possible for it to just shrink when i'm already that 'small' (it's 23').. and why it happen when i need it.. imagine someone wearing a red kebaya which look like a loose fabric rapped around a skeleton... hehe... i hope my effort of eating maggi (course there's noting fatty to eat) this afternoon will do some difference or probably i eat the whole food at the ball...

and now, i;m still wearing my after-party shirt.. just jeans and Stussy pink shirt... hope i'm not gonna embaressed myself on the dance floor (if i loose my mind to even hit it).. i'm just as hopeless as tree when it came to dancing... no-coordination.. no sense of moving at all... i contempt to glue myself on the couch and watch aliaa enjoy herself with the guys probably... hmm.. probably my guyton also ...

that's the best thought tonight!!! my guyton.. my homozigot-twin-younger-skinny-the-guy-that-i-wish-to-ask-as-date-once-in-a-life-time.... just one picture of him with me.... please!!

wish me luck and have fun tonight (saying to myself).... gotta get the $60 worth the money!!


&faded to grey at 9/22/2004 02:12:00 pm♥

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The Importance of Being Earnest, 1895, Act I

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*not to kill anyone as a doctor
*a person who can swept me off my feet
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