my friends know that i have strong ties with my roots. to that i mean my Janji Melayu. i am always an hour late, but what's new kan? really, there are absolutely no possible solutions other than you understanding that 2pm means 3pm. and the only person who not only understands my philosophy, but practise it is Zyeza Estella!

we had a movie going on at 8pm. so we randomly selected to meet at 2pm. but 2pm was when i woke up and she was watching Jonas Experience. i wanted to tell her to get ready at 2:45pm but i texted her 1545hrs. we texted and commented over at facebook to reaslise that i gave ample time to lepak. so guess what? we eventually met at 6:15pm over at Woodlands platform. Janji Diana pun kalah. but really, 6:15 was just an estimated time.

i had a talk with Yanti the other day about someone who satisfied his crave for KFC which also made me infected for greasy chicken. his story was convincing. kempunan aku akhirnya di kabur. we rushed to SAM but someone was totally being a wuss decided not to go against her own limit made us sit at the end of the grass patch which was right before the cement shore line. dah gitu takpa, mat (as in the mat that we sit on and not budak melayu sesat arah) tak tahu nak tolong bukak! berdiri tangkap jambu lalat. hahahahhhahahahahahahahhaa

Beetlejiuce was totally awesome despite certain sounds from F1 which i had totally overlooked. my date was a great sport because she laughed when i laughed which can tutup our malu sikit. ada member okay ah, tak fanatic sangat kan. yah yah yah! we also had greasy hands and chicken. EH ALAMAK I NEVER EAT MY COLESLAW!!! @#$@!%^& eh sad siah. it was in the big bag and i have forgotten about it.







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okay dah habis complain. i have a sunday to face tomorrow and a phonecall to make. Zyeza you know i rasa i tak main-main. PLEASE UNDERSTAND WHAT I JUST TYPED. TAK FAHAM TEXT AKU. KALAU BOLEH, BACA BISMILLAH THEN BACA LAGI. CONFIRM FAHAM. PLEASE, BABI. ceh, marah.

live high.