Sunday, January 28, 2007

hoot for my loot!

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satin blouses for work and pumps for play..


and while i'm in mood for a little time wasting, let's revisit a little of myheritage shall we? for the uninitiated, this is the site that matches your photos to celebs. its mighty fun. my previous results are here
this time i'm gonna choose my photos with my nie friends..

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woo hoo.. ardah resembles michelle yeoh, and me.. ahem ahem... jessica alba, baybeh!
allow me to rejoice for a moment my fantasy come true (pause.for.one.full.minute). as ardah would put it, tak ke kembang semangkok aku ni? i felt so flattered, i believe my pants are dropping.
try again..

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heheh.. for the record i do think nad and fid resemble audrey and matsu, don't you think?

on a totally different and sour note, my ever-sensitive classmate asked me if i'm pregnant. -_-
PREGNANT, you know?! he totally skipped the 'have you gained weight' or 'you look chubbier' and all similar warning signs and aimed straight for 'are you pregnant?'.
&*&#%$%%@$!! again-words escape me. you should have seen my facial expression. if he had smacked me right on my head with a bathroom scale, he couldn't have gotten a better response.

i had half a mind to charge towards him like a bull on menopause (only bulls don't have menopause)and run him over the railing. but the other half of my mind was still paralysed from the trauma of hearing such a comment that it got the better of me and i stood rooted ridiculously in front of the board, blinked a few times at him and then licked my lips(don't ask why-i guess i was hungry).

considering he is by no means the evil captain hook, the only 2 reasons i could think of why he would have said such a thing are:
A: he has a grudge against me
OR
B: bygollygoodnessgosh, he-means-it.

now, possibility 'A' is as thin as the plot of Starship Troopers. and besides, i haven't so much as stepped on his shadows (unless of cos, he considers me praising his soothing baritone voice as an insult- which is btw, as likely me getting married tomorrow). so, this possibility's as good as discounted. which of cos, leaves me with the only other possibility... he meant it!
waaaahh...!!!
i wished i could console myself by saying i was wearing a loose tunic top that fateful day, those tunics that's so in fashion and which im affectionately refers to as 'maternity dresses' because they magically transforms its wearer into a bursting-bun-in-the-oven.
but i wasn't.
i dunno what else to say, so i'll shut it.

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