Thursday, December 27
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[Stinging tatt scar;]
Shiz, that's another week gone. That's some good week, though!
I got round to meeting Sha for lunch at Ikea. It feels so good to finally see her cos I miss her beyond everything else. It's been a dead month since we saw each other. + it's s refreshing how a simple lunch date can turn out into something fun. Camera whoring, catching up with each other, dissing, getting excited over new things/people & of course, digging deep into our souls & figuring things out. & probably for the first time in my life, I turned red a little.
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I love Sha macamnakmampos & no nitwit is gonna rip that off me.
Then I worked my ass of on Christmas eve all through to Christmas Day, fucking 12 hours of labour. But it was cool cos there weren't any fuck-ups. I left for KL soon after. That spoilt brat still forgot to pack my shorts after me repeating 64758 times over. Ishack+roadiemates went to KL with us. It was really kinda impromtu, see. Anyway, M'sia's local bus isn't all that bad but the brat got kinda weary when we made far too much noise in the back seats & made it far too obvious we were tourists. She's such a party pooper but oh well. Two of us got off at Putrajaya while them roadies went up to Damansara or something. There was a two-day hardcore gig going on, see. Checked in, jumped on beds to see if they can withstand my weight, got changed, walked aimlessly until we reached Times Square. Took them rides, brat shopped a little. Stopped by at a cyber cafe for a "long" while. I was online for less than an hour, man. Gimme a break, girl. She just had to pace back & forth outside, annoying + telling me to get out quick. Hahaha. The cafe was gonna close anyway. Got back to hotel. Found all my cigarettes gone kappishkahblakkiankeong. All I had were those in my jacket's pockets. Mofuckum brat. Yikyakfrickfrack. It was waaay past midnight & we got bored so we decided to go to a bar only to have our moods totally spoiled by malay karaoke in every one of the 4 bars we surveyed. We caved into the 4th one as a sign of giving up haha. The brat was singing HSM tracks, side effects of the cheap crack she ripped off some homeless dude in some back alley [I think/assume]. Haha. I know I'm being such an ass. We were back at the lobby by 4am & I lashed out a bitch-slap. Brat was being obviously unfair.
She can do crack & I can't smoke? Mofuckum.
Hung out with Ersian Zameer Zhuliana & Raqiah on Thursday. Basically rotting away after having Pizza. Haven't had those with them in a while. More work politics. Or rather, Coffee Club [Orchard branches] politics. Hahaha. Dug up a few secrets here & there. Some were pretty gross.
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Brody. We lost ourselves in these bright lights and cigarettes. says:
Eat medicine already?
Brody. We lost ourselves in these bright lights and cigarettes. says:
Must eat.
Stinging tatt scar says:
Haven't.
Eat medicine already?
Brody. We lost ourselves in these bright lights and cigarettes. says:
Must eat.
Stinging tatt scar says:
Haven't.
Stinging tatt scar says:
I HATE MEDS.
Brody. We lost ourselves in these bright lights and cigarettes. says:
But you still gotta eat it.
I HATE MEDS.
Brody. We lost ourselves in these bright lights and cigarettes. says:
But you still gotta eat it.
Aww, my Abung's so caring+loving. <33526499.Until..she plays neopets. Hahaha.
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I need a fucking haircut. I need to see them old kids from school before the year ends! I.need.space. I.need.time. *drifts off to Britney's Overprotected* Hahaha.
rewind and click playback.
