its 2008 2008 ;)

k... i don't like the new dashboard... the other one had more style... and it was.. um ..cosier.. :p fellow blogspot-ers, what say you?

moving on, ELO SHOES. ur just too good to be true... can't take my eyes off of you....

i want u... and i want you bad.

maybe this week :D

and oh ppl!!! clarins really works!! my rash seems to be gng away... i'm using a test pack given to me by fitness first a long time ago. now i just hope my financial sponsor will be willing to get me a full sized set :D

speaking of said financial sponsor... it was bring your daughter to work day!! :D [at least for me la]. The resposibility of acquiring a visa was the reason i followed my dad to work today actually. I had to *breathe in* bring ALL my documents to my dad's clinic, find all the required documents, decide which documents were not required, photocopy all required documents and place unrequired documents back neatly, certify copies of documents, acquire sponsor's bank statements and fixed deposits, photocopy said statements, go to TWO seperate banks to certify the copies of the statements, wait 45mins at the visa place to ask 5mins worth of questions, get pictures taken for the visa (even tho my face was slightly distorted, i was smirking WTH, it's one of the best photo's i've taken... somehow the flash always makes me close my eyes, giving me that half closed eyes look =.= but today my eyes were open! :D and less bags thanks to revlon :p), walk down jalan ampang for about 30mins, eat lunch (chicken pie) with my hands (eeee... no choice, no spoon) sitting in the armchair at my dad's clinic, wait an hour for my dad to show up for further directions, go make my first ever bankers cheque!!! (it was rm666!! lol), wait a further 2hours to go home, read the second summer of the sisterhood and sleep while waiting, find out the apocalypse was going on outside while i dozed on in the armchair, wait another hour as my dad has more work, witness an appendicitis op (after being brought up on ER and chicago hope and house, boring la :p), wait ANOTHER hour while my dad checks up on another patient, go back to the clinic to get our stuff, put stuff in car, go back to the ward because my dad has another patient the ward forgot to remind him about on his rounds.. and wait another 20mins... and come home thru a massive traffic jam brought on my the aforementioned apocalypse; all the while sending sms's to various people especially pooh bear because I AM VERY SORRY *breathe out*

oh btw... my dad's just been called back to work. the ward forgot to call him abt another patient =.="

i think it was due to the make up... i was called pretty today :) and someone said i looked a lot like my mom. and another said i looked a lot like my dad. and then thr's those ppl who stare wondering 'omg dr.maha has such a young gf' i HATE those ppl. especially when they voice out their concern... idiots. the relieved look they get when my dad introduces me as his daughter makes me feel like slapping em.. really =.=

nurse1: 'dr.maha! she looks like she's your sister!!'
moi: >:( 'i look THAT old?!'
papa: she's very angry because you said she looks old'
nurse2: 'eh it looks like grandfather and granddaughter laaa!!!'
moi: d(^-^)b 'muahahahaa!'
papa: :(

nurse 2, u are my kawan baik (even though i dont recognise you with your mask pulled off and i dont know ur name. lol)