we had BBQ yesterday.and i wore my new Zara shorts.it's green.i put a lot of thinking..before i slipped it on.it was a 'the whole Malay community here in my town' BBQ.and everyone was there.and they saw it all.my legs.i love my legs..there are not 'baby elephant's' legs.that's what i call the japanese school girls huge legs.euww.

okay.about the likely lad.i really like him.the perfect guy.tall,hensem,warm,can play all sport but not showy about it,posses a good knowledge on almost everything but not showy about it,inteligent,nice...u name it,he got it..every perfect quality u need in a man.perfect.but he's not available.i really like him.he is perfect.

but do we search for perfection?yes.its differ for each person.how they interpret the perfect man.eventhough we do search for the perfect someone..someone that match all our rules of perfect man...will we settled for him or someone who exactly 180 degress different from our ideal concept of perfect man when we found them?

Charlotte York (rfom SATC) concept of ideal perfect man:a tall handsome Manhattan prince.but she settled with a fat,bald,talk with mouth full,hairy,nudist Harry Goldenblatt.she even convert to Judaism for him.u know what..when the one comes..i doesnt matter anymore.even if he is short,dark,not sensitive..and all.but when u fell in love with him..u fell forever.it's just like the neverending spell...that u cant get out from.it doesnt matter anymore..it's him that does matter.Charlotte even rejected the 'perfect guy' when she had the chances to get it right all over again..when the woman from the temple setup a date with her handsome,went to Yale son.pliss watch the season 6 episode 3 to 5 for a better understanding of what im trying to say.im a terrrrrible writer.all i want to say is:IT DOESNT MATTER WHEN THE RIGHT GUY COMES.

back to the perfect friend of mine.i really like him.he is someone that i want to keep in touch even when we dont live in the same place anymore.someone that i'll invite to every dinner/lunch party i'll throw in the future.someone that i'll treasure till my life end.(mr.f..if you are reading this.i really like you.and i meant every word.i kinda feel that u r a brother i never had.)

p/s: mr.f...i know my green Zara short way too short..but what a heck.it' hot.(always blaming the summer)