Gimme the green light.
Im so ready to go right now.
Last saturday was a big lol.
Both of us broke, he got pissed cos of my indecisiveness, and i got mad at him for getting pissed at me.
In the end, after breaking fast at Macs, we decided to walk all the way to Dhoby from CtHall.
We caught 'Mirrors' at The Cathay. It was quite shitty to be honest.
It was so obvious he got bored with the plot, and i got pretty sleepy.
We barely touched the popcorn, but due to our insatiable thirst, we finished the large-sized F&N Grape.
Haha, fucking hell my nose was having a freaking party in the cinema i swear.
I couldnt stop sneezing and he couldnt stop fidgeting.
Omg, it was so irritating.
By far, the worst cinema experience ever.
His bald head feels like freshly shaven satin cloth.
Just freaking imagine that lah okay, be creative people. :D
IMYYYALREADYWTFREALLY.
Oh btw, my boob surgery went prettay smoothly.
Im fine. Just that it still hurt a weeny bit.
OMG GEES, i had a prettay wild wild wet dream last night.
Oh shut up Hema. IMYWOMAN. :)
You;d better turn up at Murg's bash this Sat plsplspls.
I terribly miss our thrashy midnight dose of horny chats.
