Two oldies, one old man.
Not that old. Last December. Here is said perverted old(er) man who hit on me during auntie’s wedding:
*shudder*
On to the next one: Why was Julia drinking orange juice when there was a free flow of wine and whatnots?
Ans: Because she got totally wasted the night before. And what a horrible picture. My lower jaw seems to want to run away from upper jaw.
The next one is the one in which I look like a superstar.
Quick now let me hear a round of FUIYOHS. There’s my entourage with a bouquet carrying complaintative personal assistant.
July 2nd, 2007 at 9:28 am
oi, put on some flesh lah!
u look like a corpse with clothes on in that last one..
i liked your pic with the orange juice..u look hawt in that top!!
anyways..happy holidays!!(or what ever’s left of it anyways!hehehe)
July 2nd, 2007 at 4:20 pm
hahaahhaahah…..ahhahaaha…..corpse……hahahahaa…..skinny corpse….ahhahahahaa….
July 2nd, 2007 at 10:02 pm
VERY FUNNY MEH?!??!!
July 3rd, 2007 at 5:47 pm
Jo,this budding fashion designer has figured it out!
to look hawt, stop wearing boot cut jeans! wear those skinny leg ‘uns..
and no more over-sized jackets!
i swear you will look so hawt whatever-his-name will be glued to you..
July 3rd, 2007 at 8:53 pm
Okay, got the jeans part. Over-sized jacket was prerequisite of government building T__T