[ 5:16 PM ]
Love without soul.
Yeah, it's like whatever la kan to those sweet talk mother fuckers. I'd prefer guys who really don't sweet talk with those romantic words. Sweet talkers are just plain jerks. Not mentioning names, but you guys should know who are those sweet talkers around you.
Had my facial and body scrub yesterday with the company of Khairi. Yes, he is blunt. Real blunt. But at least better than those sweet talkers right? Haha. I swear I can go crazy if I were to go out with him again. Town-ing awhile and home to go. Civic was my next pit stop to meet the gang. Like finally get to meet up with Didy. Walked home with the girls as the guys with their bikes. Woke up after only a few hours of sleep and disturbed the Banglas downstairs. Hilarious.
The round chicken pau face.
People have been commenting on how ugly my body is. I mean, I do gain weight. And they say I look like a mother now. And my cheeks, oh my. I compared my thighs with Linda and thanks, mine is bigger. Linda lose weight and I mean, can see the difference. Her thighs are no longer that big and her arms. But tetek maintain siol!
Retak, retak, retak.
[ 5:39 PM ]
One wish, to have you back.
Everything is back to square one. I wouldn't want to have a boyfriend at the moment. I'm sick of boys, jerks to be exact. One by one broke my heart, thanks. You might think he's the right one, no, he's not. People change and everything will be different. It's hard to trust boys nowadays. But there's only one guy who still have the trust in my heart till now. Faizal, yes, him. He never ever cheat on me because of another girl and not even lie to me about his whereabouts.
Step Up 2. The Streets.
It was indeed a tiring day for me yesterday. Not enough sleep and walked the whole town, and it's pouring. Pool-ing with the boys from Central Fire Station, then Step Up 2. Thanks Nafiz for the treat. =) And please eh Omar, jangan kacau orang je. Nanti aku kahwinkan korang dua. HAHA.
I miss Bedok South Sec.
But not OMAR. Haha.
[ 5:58 AM ]
Shopping is what I think when I hear the word 'Kuala Lumpur'. But sadly, I don't shop since the day I came to KL. Thanks to Petaling Street, it really saddens me. There Gucci and Louis Vuiton bags, Roxy and Lacoste shirts. But it's all imitation. ALL. And what's the use of wearing branded stuffs when it's imitation? Bought only a dress and that's it. Maybe I'll just change my currency back and shop at Bugis. =)
Metro Bistro is not bad. Live band, chill. We don't really drink as there's plenty of food on the table. I was concentrating on the chickens and fries till that I forgot I have a drink to finish as well. Sight-seeing was bored though since Izam don't know where to bring us and furthermore it's drizzling.
Yes, I miss SINGAPORE like how Ham miss SG.
