Sunday, October 7
That stupid supposedly make-out room was all the rad. You feel the house vibrate in that square shit. Read: 4 kids rammed into the small shit. Note to everyone: I art size 666858. It was fun fuck. People who stood in line got pissed. Cos we were just taking up their fucking time (pun intended) & used the room as a personal dancefloor instead. Hahaha.
[Party like you don't care how them exes stare]
10fucking21 PM. Guess who just woke up from another flip party? I-shack. Haha. He's been to tonnes since he came home like 1++ week ago. Lucky frick.
I only managed to go to one frick party for since god knows how long already. Friday was fun.
I got the blue book back & I'm Goddamn proud of myself for getting a single F. But at the same time it shatters my heart into tiny bits cos it's A math & I studied so fucking hard for it. I'm not over it but the bitterness has ebbed.
Yakyakslapwhack, done with Eric Tan + re-run of Ugly Betty. Zameer called & asked me out to break fast at Al Ameen's. So I had to leave way earlier than expected but it was better than waiting around at home for my dad's flight at 10pm. So I got dressed prolly a bit waaaay over the top for a roadside cafe haha. But I had to deal, I had a party to bust later that night.
So it was imaginary/delusional pop-locks & rag-tops from Kembangan to Airport. It's good to have someone with the same frequency once in a while. People from upstairs stared. Hhahaha.
Airport>Watson's>Baby gummies>bodynits>left Zameer>HI DAD.
Less than ten minutes after I met the family, my dad went in. The rest wanted to go TM but I declined the offer & got a hundred from Mommay as compensation. Haha. So I went shoe-shopping myself before heading for the party.
& only there that I realize, SG is so fucking small. In one night, in less than 4 hours I bumped into Haizad(Shazzy's protective brother), Haizad(2x5 Dol), Fir (hahahahahhahmampos), Amanda(Electrico) & Sheik Haikel+Annabelle Francis. All in one house, at one goddamn distant party. Read: Jurong East. Or was it West? Hahaha I can't remember. & to think I went there with three friends I barely know & the fact that it was some 28++ hours' notice party.
GOD I'M SO GLAD MY DAD DECIDED TO FLY OFF THAT NIGHT HAHA
That stupid supposedly make-out room was all the rad. You feel the house vibrate in that square shit. Read: 4 kids rammed into the small shit. Note to everyone: I art size 666858. It was fun fuck. People who stood in line got pissed. Cos we were just taking up their fucking time (pun intended) & used the room as a personal dancefloor instead. Hahaha.
Your camera kentalnakmampos ah, Fiza, cannot hide my fat arm flaw, hahaha. But I like the no arms shot. ^ that's hardcore lancing for you, being so close to the wall & metres away from the pounding speaker. Most of the pictures came out blurry. OMFG. First pic: UNEVEN FUG FRINGE. Wtf was I finking.
Lancing lancing, mosh swosh, holly valance-ing, toilet-racing to pee, mistaken identities. Clean night but I ended up having blistered & sore feet. So I opted to take the cab home. 5frick AM, I'm home sweet home & 4 hours later I had A Math mock exam. I'm so screwed. 16 days left & there I was partying.
Mintak maut B'doh.
Fast-forward to today: town visit after 750788 years with Zameer. He splurged. I didn't. Ok wait, considering it's knickers+bra, I DID splurge. Haha. I studied while he got his cut. So, no study time loss there :D Fuck I so shoulda bought the racing car briefs. Cutenakmampos.
I'll put up our picture here when I get it.
Note to self:
a) Stop thinking & start spending if you wanna be as happy as Zameer
b) Bust that bandset stealer's fat ass. Who the fuck do you think you are!
c) Step-up that selfish/protective shield. For the sake of saving them bandsets.
rewind and click playback.
