For those who've had the privilege of looking at my NRIC, will prolly get a helluva good laugh that they might pee in thier little panties. I dont look like who I looked like 6 years ago, OK? In fact, I've been made to confirm details at the CPF building before just because, 'this picture doesnt look like you, lah'. I'd love to think KNOW I look better now, thank you.

I want to change my picture so baddddly.

But would it kill me if I told you it doesnt look half as bad as Jasmine Lim Chiew Yi's NUS matric card. hehe (jazz: i miss you lah. no more grey anatomy nights. burke never marry christina. i nudge you as soon as im free-r wor. so i can laugh with you regarding your matric card. heeeh)

This post is as random as it gets lah.

I am so very proud to announce that I have NOT re-worn the same attire for each & every day that I've been working on 80 Robinson Road. Now, contrary to popular belief, i do NOT have that many clothes (i dont care what mum OR my wardrobe says). And just as Im getting sick of dressing up INCLUDING tudung & makeup so very farking early in the morning, my very clever aunt & her very clever colleague's asked me to come by for another day. SNAP.

Mum would say it's all Rezki Allah. ok. fine. just one more day. im warning you.

I miss my particular muhammad nazri bin aris. Can you tell him that for me cos his hot tushie's way to busy for me lately :( The last I'd seen him was on 9th February 2008. and the last I heard from him was 32 hours ago :(( I can go madly insane thinking he's taken ill & hospitalised without anyone informing me. This is what National Service can do to any soldier's girlfriend, I swear it's true. But how come always thoughts on hospitalisation, eh? hmmm.

Parents flying off to Japan in March. That means .. I get the car for a week! HAHAH.