:: Not the Wife. ::

to fin n maria. ahakz.. no, i didnt have pictures.
but i was wearing my pair of levis, black t-shirt and my topshop black n white coat.
n a pair of birkens.. thank god, i didnt put on heels like i wanted to.

interestingly, we only knew there was actually speculations going round the tables about my identity until one brave soul asked my dad if he had take up a second wife. i practically rolled my eyes coz i dont think i looked old enough to be dad's wife.
even then, when purchasing cigarettes for B or at d club entrance, i often am required to produce a form of identification to ensure that i am indeed of legal age.
so my guess is either dad looked young or i looked old. but i doubt the latter. ahakz.
and also the fact that the number of young women who ended up with a man a decade older than them is on the rise. its no wonder my 'status' as the daughter becomes the object of speculation. teehee.

im getting more and more comfortable spending quality time at home with the books and vcds.
so its been quite difficult to drag me out from the house lately and since bestie's down with fever, i see no reason to be out. teehee..

n now we noe the secret of mist water on makeup. ya rey-rey. *winks*