saturday productive, sunday not so much. family and i did some shoppin at Pavilion but came home with few packages only. bid some hellos to Sabrina and her guy. boy, her boyfriend is toh-alL. in the evening, like usual, went to OU and met up with cousin and family. later at night, unc and dad's craving for steamboat brought us back to Menjalara. steamboat has been one of my favourites but with my nose running and stomach churning for no reason, for the first time my mouth is not salivating. i sat and stare at the rest feasting with a cup of hot milo in hand, praying someone would come save the day. *bEepBeeP* hey, wanna go for a drink?.. whoopie! after giving endless direction to my place, kyle and steve picked me and i took them to a place they were so lost that you would think its seremban or melacca? but its only Rasta, TTDI. and they were clueless and lost. sat, drink, chat, shishaed for an hour plus and dear steve had a date with ming so at about 11 they drove me home. "ahhmannn.. ditch ming only la.. why are we leaving just when i started to feel hooked to shisha." says kyle. what's the after effect of too much of shisha? for kyle is sleepiness, for me and chen would be SHITTING. hookah is like a laxative for me. constipating? just pipe it. agree chen?
close to one, i sneaked my way out again. suppose to go chill with harii and his buds at some studio overlookin kl. kiamsiap jeff wanted to wiggle out from paying 4 bucks on toll so "eh, u know the way to kl using menjalara way?" "yeah yeah my area la d'sara of cause i know".. straight, twelve o'clock at round-about, traffic light turn right, straight, first right? or was it second right? shits.I forgot.."ei! you bringing me to holland ah!".. Thank god for GPS. upon reachin kl, i cant seem to get harii on phone. phone battery died apparently. so jeff and i ended up at SkyBar after passing through roads filled with bapoks waiting for customer. quite empty for a saturday night, i would say.
hmph! i still get kl's night view, with or without studio.
got home at four and knocked off. wait, did i mention the car got heated up and car almost blowed? "cant blame me! its not my car. my car went for further 'processing' so workshop gave me this perdana to use" , "how?!?! faster find a station.. u have to get me home by 5 dammit!", "why panic, so many taxis la".. luckily managed to get to shell station and he deftly add water to engine and did some shits to engine. voilah, back on road and i was home. mann, i think i should have paid more attention to the 6 hours bengkel i attended last thurs?
tomorrow?
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