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so she says;






not so lovely me.
Tuesday, December 26, 2006

argh.. its been pouring forever.

finally xmas is over. (:
life resumed.

i was loading the pictures to my computer last night. i guess i screwed up the christmas. browsed through those pictures, i was covering my face. i looked crap. i dont even dare to think of those photos that i'll appeared in their cameras. i was rather embarassed when i thought of how the night goes. tak glam. prolly is the alcohol kicking in and i was actually raising my voice at some part of the time i believe and god knows if i actually make sense or perhaps its not as bad as i thought; i hope. i secretly wished that shane dont feel awkward in any ways. forget the me-part, the party was alright as long no small talk is involved. i admire the bond of their friendship. for ten years i conclude. one funny thing is that, we've this group shot and we just place our cameras at the bar area and like experts, the guys can put it in sucha angle that all of us are in it. he told me that they did this every year. and they've this 'clan-shots' for 10 years as well, according to ben. its cute because i never expect the boys to pose that way. no gowns or ballroom dancing, we've card games that melvin suggested. it was a really good game. it was also this game that got me excited. total oh-no. so people can just throw back their head and have a good laugh.

oh wellsss.. i ended falling asleep on the couch. i had my makeup on for more than 10hrs and you guess it, i've to get home to remove them. very much i wanted to inform him but seeing him sleep so soundly, i tiptoed across and grab my bag. i guess he's more than exhausted and if he's driving me back when the sun is out, it'll be much more tedious. ed and wh walked me down and get a cab. and so.. it mark the end of happy season (:

i received a box of chocolate last night and my brother goes, "jie.. every year your friends will send you boxes of cocoa, what about this year"? prolly nowadays everyone knows i am watching what i put into my mouth? most of the gifts were body lotions. indeed practical gifts which i use them everyday.

You scored as Sleeveless. You should have a sleeveless dress. You are a pretty average person, but there is something unique in you that only he sees and loves!


Sleeveless

90%

Halter

80%

Strapless

80%

Long sleeves

70%

Short sleeves.

40%

Miniskirt

0%


@4:16 PM