[Nobody got swagger like East-Siders]
East Side till death, baby.
Heads up, kids. I'm back in the East. Hello motherfucking homeground :D Nothing unanimously awesome happened except for the first time ever for me, I KO-ed after several doses of Russian - which apparently only lasted for an hour or slightly over. I am completely amazed at myself. Russian killed Skinneh. Exactly how Absolut killed her at E-love-ater. After I put her to sleep, after everyone else decided to sleep, I kept myself busy putting something together for my TingTing :D
Fuck only now I remember that I forgot to transfer pittures from Skinneh's computer into my mp3. Nyeh.
I parked there for 5 days, having feasts almost every day since Skinneh & I owned the kitchen most of the time. Now I am mokmok.
& I discovered a new talent: Impersonating Fran Fine.
& I've grown attached to the word Bangek, thanks to the littlest Narda. Hahahaha.
Al Azhar at Bukit Timah wins over Kembangan's Al Ameen. Srs shit. Same dish, more kick, more sass.
The littlest Narda's super cute. The Norha was telling us how she was so keen/eager on getting something for Skinneh & I each from KL but wasn't sure of my size (because aku mokmok siol !) so they decided we could share Skinneh's hoodie & got me this dolly big-to-small thing. Hahahahah. Fucking cute. Oh have I told you ? She has straight hair now. Hahahaha.
Tristan is this boy I've fallen in love with. Omg. He is like the cutest thing evarr. Too bad I didn't get to see him today before I left cos we were busy cooking & watching Pendekar Bujang Lapok. Yeah, fo real. Hahahaha. & we really ada mancis tak ada rokok. In fact, we had berlambak mancis(es)!
I saw the prettiest stars-plastered sky last night ! Another reason to love the West. I haven't seen such a sky for maybe 2 years at least. I was literally starstruck. Like *o*.
I was pretty much getting used to the West. I almost converted. All I needed was 48 more hours to complete the conversion. But then reality hit me, I headed Eastward. Even though it's all about projects & deadlines now, East is home & home is usually always wins for comfort.
Which also means the sudden-popping-up-next-to-me of my brother is back. I've missed him & Mo terribly.
To them who tried to contact me via phone & failed, soz ! My phone died out & I forgot to bring the charger.
For the Love & Pride of the East Side. No matter where you park.