well, after been saying in a 'non-serious' tone throughout the year that i'm going to Med Ball 2004 .. i'm finally going to Med Ball

thanks to Aliaa (luv ya), who agree to go with me, though she have to do some serious thinking about what dress she gonna wear..

the theme is : DRESS TO KILL

what i'm gonna wear? just the traditional Baju Kebaya that i made specially for my Matrix dinner which like in early 2002 .. gee.. guess, how much i done for growing up? hehe.. i know, it not that kind of dress to kill but, hey! i can do a M'sian style of dress to kill with my dress.. all i have to do is made a cut through the skirt half way ... and TADA.. bling2 of my thigh when i walk..

haha.. of course i;m not gonna do that.. my thigh is probably the type that will kill people if they can get peep to see.. i'm too lazy to shave my leg hair and gosh!! there too many scar on top of my knee and calf.. that's explain how good am i behaving during my chilhood.. and my calf look like "batang padi" which my uncle freely give his opinion... no shape or curve at all and i honestly said that i have a small butt... hehe.. but, i;m quite happy with that coz at least i dont have any problem finding pants to fit my small butt though i need to the long one that fit my long legs and small waist...

though i;m probably be dead broke just going to this Med Ball thing.. $60 just for one course dinner that worth $20, (they have to cover the alcohol cost that seems med people love to consume untul they get drunk and not behaving like normal people)... but, this is only the last chance we gonna get together, the whole batch cooz next year, we all gonna be realesed to the real world .. scattered throught VIC hospital, scarring the hell out of patient with our seems lacks of experience in practice...

and this probably the last and only chance i can ask lochie.. which is crazy in a sense.. wish me luck and hope that i'll got the nerve to ask him to be my date... finger crossed people!!!

something do change for one moment!!

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