Yay! Yay!

I finally got my hands on Victoria Secrets' Forbidden Fantasy!

Thanks for renting out your office space for the bottles, Dayana!

And now I smell all lush lush macam minah mentel. It's the kinda smell that will grab men by the balls, I tell ya. Not used to it yet. So fruity! But for $50, hell I'll use it until the last drop. Hurhur.

Anyway, I didn't know Wentworth Miller poses for Gap. Saw his face squinting at me desirously at the front page of Life!, was it? Doesn't matter. He was squinting at me desirously all the same. Hurhur.

My brother was the one who pointed it out to me. He action went like, "Eh Kak, siapa ni?" And Sunday morning heard me screaming down Jurong West St (insert 4D number). I had a bit of a heart palpitation but then all's good now. And then I looked at him (or rather the picture of him), then at my brother, and at him again. "Eh Faiz! Your hair same as his eh!?" Cos my brother just shaved off his hair. Then he left like, a tiny 'v' at the front, ala-ala Wentworth. Abeh my brother sengeh tersipu-sipu. Hurhur. Cheydebah. Then he said "Yah me and about 4 of my other friends have our hair like him!" Wahseh my brother and his friends are so sehati sejiwa, you know. One cut hair, all must cut. One buy Adidas Sports spray, all must buy Adidas Sports spray. One buy Sleeze shoes, all must buy Sleeze shoes. Ni nama nyer, friendship. Haha.

Okay I wanna look at myself at the mirror now. Because one of my colleagues, who has never complimented me in my 2.5 years here, said I look pretty today. (She said today only, hor. She specifically stressed on 'today'). HAHAHAHA. Then again, it could be an insult. Hurhur. So I asked her, "Kau nak apa ni dari aku? Kau nak pinjam duit eh? Duit takder. Tapi aku ada penampar. Kau nak?" Hurhur. As you can see, I don't handle compliments very well.

Well, sometimes.