Monday, December 28, 2009

House: You sure you want to know? If it makes it any easier, I’m going to tell you anyway.

Whitney: We want to know.[House looks at the chart, saying nothing]

Geoff: What does it say?

House: Don’t leave. [He leaves, looking serious]

[House comes back]

Geoff: Been waiting here for six hours. Am I the father or not?

House: No. But, she also didn’t cheat on you. Normally, sperm meets egg, DNA meets DNA, goes back to her place. Cells divide. Nine months later, joy is bundled. That’s normally. Abnormally, an egg could have two naturally occurring gene mutations that don’t naturally occur together. Spontaneous calcium spike could prep the egg for fertilization without sperm and a division mistake could let the egg split up without ever needing male DNA at all. Parthenogenesis. A baby without a daddy. In humans it’s only ever been theorized, but it was never proved. Until now. Mommy, baby. Your daughter has only maternal DNA. I personally checked this five times. In seven months you will have… a virgin birth. [Geoff is overcome] Merry Christmas.
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Sunday, December 27, 2009

I love Sundays.
I would spend my Sunday afternoons curled up in my comfortable IKEA quilt with a good book.
Or a magazine.
Or a phone call to a certain boy that'll last for hours.
I love Sundays.

Friday, December 25, 2009

Merry Christmas everybody (:
I'm sure everyone has opened their presents by now.
Stuffed themselves silly with chocolate pudding, devoured a turkey, got flushed on port and played with Christmas crackers till their ears cannot stop ringing.
Only me then.
Has anyone 'accidentally' and 'coincidentally' gotten lucky under a certain mistletoe?
Not me :(
Don't worry, who needs Christmas for that?

Monday, December 21, 2009

So the night we've been waiting for had finally arrived; high school prom.
It was an unforgettable night, filled with
extreme insufficient funds;
(almost) wardrobe malfunctions;
walking around in 4.5 inched stilettoes,

having the time of our lives.
As you can see, I'm the least dressed up.
Refused to wear any of those normal sparkly bejewelled long gowns.
So not my thing.
So I just opted for a simple LBD, and paired it with super hot red lipstick.

Even Ian's shoes were more dressed up than I was.
They had tiny ties.
Mallini looks so pretty here. You were working the peacock color, girrrl ;]
- This girl has stuck by me through thick and thin.
I love you blondeh.

Nabilaaaaa; have known her ever since we were wearing tiny dark blue primary uniforms. She shifted to boarding school in Form 1. Haven't seen her since until prom. She's still so tinyyyyy.


"I like you alot lot, think your really hot, hot."
Ashqinn; We doodle Mexican men during Chemistry lessons and run around school during Sejarah. My last years of high school would be a drag without her.
Lauren; my fellow flipfler founder *inside thing*

Kimberly; the Japanese-fied fanatic.
-Michael; the angel of the bunch
In the middle of it, Mark and I got restless and started making faces for the camera.
The notorius three;
What would I do without you guys?

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Let me tell you what it’s really about. High School Musical is about this group of boys who are all being molested by the basketball coach, who is Zac Efron’s dad. It’s about them struggling to cope with this molestation. And they have these little girlfriends, who are their beards. Oh, and somehow there’s music involved.Megan Fox
How can you NOT love her?.

Saturday, December 19, 2009

fuck edward cullen,
i'm on team (mark) jacob ;]

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

you know you got it good when your boyfriend drops his plans
in a heartbeat to keep his girlfriend company when he found out she was all alone in Bangsar.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

i walked for 14 hours yesterday trying to look for a dress to wear for prom.
my feet were aching so badddddd.
good news is i found a dress, but it's really simple one.
nothing fancy and long with beads and sparkles and bows.
because i don't do beads,sparkles and bows.
i'm not much of a girly girl as you can tell.
i just hope i pull the look off on the 17th.
cross my fingers.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

I'll miss you.

; all hell will break lose.