went out with the girls on wednesday.. had the usual conversation; exchanging gossip etc...

the next day; broke my "own" promise; went out with my friend.. had a delicious "ice kacang"; though i'm still coughing like hell... worth the hassle..

with one week to go; better start packing up and studying... suddenly the thought of 4th year give me a shudder..

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