It was an awesome, amazing night.
Farewell to one of the best buddies, making it a memorable night.
It was filled with an atmoshere that is comfortable to soak in, being surrounded by close friends was a great feeling.
Fries, chicken wings, calamaris...the food was yummy.
As our mugs clanked, it was a toast to him and and our friendships.
Plai Khamsang.
Half a yr of friendship brought happiness and plenty of laughter into my life...and the rest im sure.
You are a great friend, or shall i say GEREK GILER, posessing a heart made of gold. (:
I still remember your first day of school, and i thought you were some kid from Mauri. LOLS.
I appreciate every single bit of friendship and time we spent together.
You'll be missed dearly.
Come back soon ! Thailand better take good care of our crazy thai bastard ! (:
& to Ray, Kkay, Murg, Joey...friends till 40 ! Love you guys...

Here are the pictures after the jump. @ Bali House.


Me and Heng Hann. (2nd guess...)


Me and my beloved little boy Kay. (:


Me and the KK, Murg. (No lamp needed here. LOLS)


Haha. Noriko and the wonder of her Japanese eyes.


The players. HAHA keling kia.


Now, you tell me...

Me and my boys. I love them very very much.

Plai, see you soon. (: Gonna miss ya ! <3

The weather has been playing games with us.

For hours, it could be scorching hot.

And for the next coupla, it'd be raining cats&dawgs.
Yesterday was a pretty draining day.

Worked at 9am.

All the way till 11.30am.

I know, i know...like wtf, only 2 hours ?!?Fuck you.

I finished the my work okay.

Then met up with Rayyan for school to meet up with the delisch Naidu regarding the Grad Proj.

We were supposed to meet him at 1.15pm.

But met him at 1.20pm.

And we had nothing with us at he point of time.

So we sat at one corner, thought of the abstract and objective.

I did mine in like 4 mins, and had Naidu's approval in a 23 seconds.

"Were you a doctor before this?" LOL.

Naidu couldnt read my handwriting.

And he made me read it aloud. Knn.

But Rayyan had some difficulty with his thingie.

So Naidu made me help him and ended having to wait for him to finish his lesson.

For fucking 1 hr 45 mins.

OMG. i was fucking pissed.

With Rayyan and NAIDU.

CB.

i promised Fareed to meet him at fucking 2.45pm at town sia.

But met up at 4pm instead.

Slacked, ate, talked, ran around, slapped and annoyed each other...

Its been eons yrs since we last hung out.i missed my buddy. (:

&i enjoyed every single hangout!

Then Fareed sent me to ECP by his priceless Vespa.

Met up with my TKGS sweethearts, Ayu, Adlin and Rad.

It was Adlin's bro birthday.

They had something like a surprise party BBQ at ECP for him.

So sweet.& so we walked all the way to the pit, sat down, ate hotdogs and sang birthday songs.

It was alright lah.

Saw my primary school friend, the 'famous' Khairil Ashraff there.

It was kinda of weird cos i knew noone there cept for Khairil and Zaki.

The rest were soccer mats and jc minahs. Lols.

We chao-ed at 11pm...cos there was really nothing for us to do there. Haha.

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Zahid is coming today to repair my terminally ill computer.

Well, best wishes to him and lets all pray he can do a miracle and save my computer!

Im withering away.

My life is drying up.

I feel suffocated.

I feel used.

I feel exhausted.

Of you.

Its yet another failed attempt.

I really need to attend some fucking seminar on how-to-make-a-relationship-work.

"MAKE IT WORK BITCH."

Fuck lah.

I need to take a breather, go out of the country or something.

A much needed or rather, deserved break.

I cant wait to start my advanced dip.

Just hopefully without anymore sluts.

Enough is indeed enough.

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Worked full day today.

Super tired.

Saw him.

Waved, smiled.

I sat promptly, trying not to meet him in the eye.

He talked to Ah Sng, and i spoke to Ibrahim.

My heart raced. I couldnt think.

He walked towards the table.

I stared at Ibrahim.

"GIRL, sorry eh tadi ter-call uh, nk call Zaini..." wtf.

Oh yeah he called me at 7am this morning, just to say oops wrong number. MTF.

Then he whispered something to Ibrahim, and i had no fucking idea what...

But Ibrahim replied something like "Naughty...naughty eh..."

I had a random feeling that he stored my number under Zaini's name, to prevent his GF from suspecting any rotten rat.

My heart sank, I was torn apart.

I feel so 'spare tyre' lah cb. KNNCCB.

Forget him. Forget everything.

Time to move on.

Yet again.

Love is not meant to happen in my god forsaken workplace.

What the fuck do u take me for ? Nabei lah.

The rain wont stop.

& so does my train of thoughts.

I cant stop thinking about him.

I should really stop this cos i know its unhealthy.

But the gloomy weather is not helping a single bit.

Work was fine today.

Did crossword puzzles with the help of Miller LOLS.

I spoke a few words with Zahid. Biggest fluke of the day lol.

First working day without the presence of Nana whom i miss dearly.

No more lepaks in the toilet le sigh.

Thank god for the existence of Ibrahim, Miller and Thomas.

Who will not fail to add colours to my life in the god-forsaken office.

Zaini had a minor accident today.

Poor guy.

A 3 trucks collision.

"Eh you better check your behind and your front leyyy! Simi lianchao lah!"

The ever sophisticated words that comes out from Ah Sng's pie hole.

But something bothered me.

I asked Ibrahim who was involved in the accident. (whether it was him or Zaini)

Then he answered me "Zaini uh...kekasih kaoooo!"

I was flabbergasted.

LIKE SINCE FUCKING WHEN SIAL.

I was really damn shocked uh.

I need to know whether that mtf told Ibrahim about that day.

Chibai.

Like hello. Ive got taste lah okay.

"si tuer gatal tu" HAHA.

Le sigh.

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Was supposed to meet Fareed today.

But my mom just had to have a menopause fit.

So i had to stay home.

My cousin came over.

Its about time lah, been a super long time since ive met her.

& Michelle is in town !

Yay. I truly miss our hang outs. Haute couture at its best.

All you fucking rich sluts.

Meet up soon, Mitch the Bitch. LOLS. ((:

Bless me.

"Im staring at a broken door, theres nothing left for me anymore.

My room is cold, its making me insane.

Im waiting here for so long,

together we can run to somewhere new."

When will i see your face again ?

Everyday, i wait, and wait, glancing at the clock whenever i can, wishing that you'd be there.

11am, strike, 2pm, strike, 4pm, strike, 5pm, strike, yet again. Le sigh.

It came to a point where im exhausted of waiting, of hoping that i'd see your face.

Everytime i scanned my card, walked through the door, i'd turn my head to the right, my heart would be racing, full of enthuse, hoping to catch a glimpse of you.

But you were never there. Why ?

I used to see you quite often in the afternoon. But now, never.

I had prepared for the worst. That you've quit.

But heaven was nice on me on last Friday.

5.30 pm. I was ready to go home.

Hell would i expect to bump into you.

You were talking to someone else.

I wanted to say this two-letter word to you so much, and when i didnt, my heart crushed.

My mommy was beside me so i couldnt wait.

My instinct whispered to me "TURN BITCH, TURN"

& so i turned.

& you turned.

Haha. But i couldnt utter a single word. I was shocked.

We locked eyes.

& i knew things were never like it used to be.

Thanks to that bastard. Fucking sonofabitch.

I wished i could pull you aside for 2 mins and talk things out.

Things just couldnt get any worse for me.

Tomorrow. I'll talk. & you'll listen.

A new year, a whole new chapter.

The year started shit.

My heart is waiting to burst.

Waiting to be heard.

I was never satisfied with the outcomes of everything.

It never did go my way.

"My way or the highway?" haha.

School is over.

Books aside, time to plan out my life.