Yesterday I went shopping!

Okay no, actually it was Khai who was shopping and aku just tag along. I had to wait like an hour for him to show up, though, but I didn't mind, I spent the time at Page One [which has such a fantastic view] and Starbucks, reading up the IA article.

We buka-ed the LJS Break Fast Special meal, or whatever it's called, which actually serves four. HELLO. Needless to say, aku tak habis. He's crazy I swear. It cost 22 bucks in all, that works out to eleven bucks per person? Puas hati makan kat Secret Recipe kan. Well. Asal dier bahagia. The qurma date juice is surprisingly not bad. I brought one home, maybe I'll have it for buka later.

After that we walked everywhere! I found a pair of cute ballet pumps at World of Sports, lace-up ribbon and all. NAK! It was 71 bucks though, so I didn't get it yet. But I'm planning to! Anyways we were at Fox and I was trying on scarves [for my scoodie, remember?] which are going at around 20-plus bucks, not bad per. And he was paying for his sweater and then he said, "U nak beli ni? I'll get it for you." and I was like HUH? and of course I quickly declined, because how weird is that?

But he insisted on getting me something, and he said maybe at our next stop [inevitably, Topshop] I would find something I liked. By the time we entered Topshop it was nearly ten, and therefore closing, y'know? But miraculously I managed to find two tops that I liked. So I barged into the fitting room and tried both [okay, no, but the salesgirl was macam irritated, I'm sure], and I decided I loved both! A cream-coloured quarter-sleeve knit top; and a sleeveless Tasha-type translucent top. Lovesloves! I refused to decide between the two, so I told him he could buy me the first top [which he liked] and I would get the second one for myself, yey.

And that was how we wound up walking out of Vivocity, me with three different shopping bags, and him lugging both our bags [pasal bag aku berat, ha!]. So fun! I love shopping. I love shopping. I love shopping.

I reached home past midnight but I love shopping. <3

If I could get a tattoo [or tattoos], I know one would be the traditional Chinese character for love, and another would be my name in Jawi. Yey. Ohyeah and the third would be a butterfly, front-facing [i.e. symmetrical]. Double yey.

It was macam boring at work on Saturday. CCD-wise, anyway. I mean, we had great people on the floor, but no cute customers. Sedihnyer.

There was one odd malay dude who couldn't decide what to buy. At first he was being a normal distant customer, then as I handed him his credit card slip, he exclaimed, "Kau, inai rabak sey! Ingatkan tattoo!" But after I replied, he clammed up again. Macam weird kan.

There was also a cute indeterminate chinese/malay guy who was macam laughing at me at the POS and the bar. Bagus.

But that was about it.

Naz is trying to get me to turn lesbian. APERJE.

Aku sleepy balls, but I wanted to blog about my fantastic Geylang trip before I forget a single detail. WAHAHA.

So anyway, it was an uneventful Friday in school, where Lonerguy told me to smile pasal muker aku masam sangat, and he also called me Baby Bop for reasons yet unknown to me.

After school, I met up with Hanom after 7492740 hours of frustration with her PMS-y phone. We spent Buona Vista to City Hall deciding where to buka. We're such annoying indecision-makers, I swear. Anyways we finally settled on Lavender, i.e. tulangs at Beach Road. Not that either of us was planning to eat tulangs. Tulangs are meant to be eaten at home where you can wash off stains immediately.

It was turned out to be a fantastic and berbaloi decision. We got there at 615, so still early and macam banyak seats for the taking. So kiter macam relek2, and because we were far from the mama lorong, we decided to get nasi ayam penyet and nasi goreng kampung respectively. I'm sorry, but there were macam 3729472 mats, most of them young though. But a few promising ones. Like this fair-skinned, slim guy who macam reminded me of my dad. Haha. I was macam laughing and fiddling with my hair, and we happened to bertentang mata at that time, so I guess dier ingat aku senyum kat dier. Cos he spent the rest of the meal macam watching us from his table, 802737 tables away.

Well after that was Geylang, of course. We bussed down and had a toilet break at SingPost first, haha. Visited PutuPiringBoy. He is so adorable wow. Anyways then we stood at the Nippon Paint-Joo Chiat traffic light waiting for Dayah to find us, and guess who was macam crossing the road from Joo Chiat? My dad-lookalike, that's who. And he spotted us too, and he macam gave me a Look, and I got all flustered and had no idea what to do, so I tried smiling, and he was just macam staring even as he walked away.

Yup. I did my inai at some booth next to TKC. It's amazing, people are always attracted by live displays of henna-drawing. I don't get it. It's the same thing every year, innit?

We walked from TKC back to the food tent cos Dayah nak beli Burger Ramly, but guess who we bumped into first? My dad-lookalike again!!! He kept on staring, again. GOD. What is the deal. Either you make a move or you don't, but you don't make me flustered like that, please.

Then Hanom had to cabut early so I walked around with Dayah. We were at a traffic light fanning ourselves and a bunch of mats standing behind us asked, "Panas?" So I replied, "Taklah, sejuk!"

"Oh, sejuk eh, nak kipas tak?"

"Tanak ah, nak aircon!" Unfortch for me, by this time, si Dayah dah walked away from embarrassment or one of those awkward emotions. Bings aku. Buat malu aku kan. Without Dayah standing next to me I'll just look like I'm talking to thin air! Gaaaa.

I found some more cartoon raya cards near the makeshift pasar, yey. Bussed home and after that keluar rumah balik to Simpang, <3<3<3. Filled to the brim with mats, no less. Woohoooooo. There was one who looked like a boy, tapi bawak R1 seyyyy.

Here's to more cute mats next week. <3
And maybe seeing my dad-lookalike again. Haha.

I will pretend all the shitty parts of this week never happened.

B-King is in town! And it appears that TSP's the only one carrying it so far. Maju! Haha. Still nak Hayabusa though.

The Terrible Two is over for this week. Referring to the frightful Monday-Tuesday set I experience every school week, of course. I feel like conking out halfway through Monday and it just carries on to Tuesday, gets worse, and I'm crawling through the door at the end of the day. But it's over for this week, so I'm thankful.

I finally passed my pract 2, Alhamdulillah. The instructor made me promise to go for at least one circuit revision before I book my third pract. Like, hello. As if I would even consider not going for revision. I swear, all the cute guys are taking 2B. There was a Hello-Kitty-lookalike, and other cute derivatives. Sigh. Asal takde orang nak bebual ngan aku ni?

This month macam driving TP month. Every week when I walk in, I encounter a bunch of cars on TP. Tadi aku bored while waiting for e-brake, so I watched this test car trying to vertical-park. Unfortch, dier knocked over the pole, and I grimaced inwardly. Parking was never one of my weak spots, it was always that bloody S-course and crank course. And they continue to plague me in 2A. Okay, just the crank course anyway.

Chinese test today, and I think I might pass with the grace of God. At least I filled up most of the spaces, haha. Maybe I should just buy a coupla primary school assessment books?

Guess that's all I have for today. Bye!

Had a nice shift at work yesterday. Boring, pasal takder cute guys as usual, but it was alrite. Andy and Don were complaining because a certain someone kept taking one-hour breaks. Sigh. Suka hati kau lah nak.

Oh okay fine, Dan was there. Mira says he looks like Utt. Haha. I agree!

Then after work, Khai came by with his friend Zhafran and we hung out and watched Balls of Fury. Omg that is such a fantastic movie. It's hilarious nak mampos! And Masi Oka guest-stars, if I'm not blind. And Maggie Q is so hot, it's unbearable. AND Mowgli from Jungle Book [Jason Scott Lee was Mowgli, right?] was in it too. I don't understand why Christopher Walken is such an accomplished comedy actor, I think his face is actually pretty serious.

Anyway. Point: Funny movie. I still wanna watch The Nanny Diaries, by the way.




So this morning, we passed inspection, save for the non-blinking signal lights. And then when I reached home, I jiggled the left footrest because it just didn't feel right, and *plunk!* the batang-connector [whatever its real name is] broke off. Congrats.

Thank God for lots of things.
Thank God it didn't happen before/during inspection.
Thank God we didn't go straight to bike shop after that.
Thank God it only broke off when I reached home.

Et cetera.



I'm going crazy, this lab report is not doing my mind any favours. What's with the utterly-confusing NMR spectrum?!?!

Yesterday was Khai's birthday. [He turned 20, fyi.]



So we hung out at Vivo. Yes, just the two of us. Don't ask me why he wasn't out with his other guy friends or whatever. Or his family. Well, he said his family semua macam busy. So yea. It was fun. I dragged him to eat rosti and calamari, followed by some SB-lovin', followed by Ben & Jerry's. *slurp*




Oooh. Remember the Calculus test I thought I screwed up? I passed! I got sixteen out of a possible twenty, yay! But remember, my friends, this is the five-people class, so I have no idea what my letter grade will be.


More 2A just now. I sucked, again. But I sucked less! Haha. And everyone was going on about how my figure 8 is so smooth, and whatever. WELL, that doesn't help my bumpy course, does it? Abeh nak bitter eh. Well, thank the Lord for my excellent figure-8 skills, but I really hope I get some bumpy course skills soon. Haha. The nice class 2 dude was there again. He's so friendly. I love friendly guys. Too bad he's prolly married with kids. No I'm kidding, aku tak suker dier or anything, I just love having someone to talk to. Takyah look so worried and unapproachable all the time.

I hope people don't think I'm showing off at figure 8 because I swear, I'm just unable to go slowly. Abeh time crank course screwed up. Sigh.



Geylang on Sunday night with Hanom and Yoyo[balls]. It was alrite, tapi two of us [you can guess which two] were wondering where all the cute mats were. Oh, there were a couple here and there, but they were either:
(a) with their pregnant wives, or
(b) minors of the age 17 and below.
So you can see I wasn't having such a fantastic mat-watching time.
But bumping into Horis and Gad was great. They're so much fun I swear. And when Zahdan arrived, all hell broke loose.

Gad: "Zahdan kau pakai makeup eh?"
Zahdan: nonchalantly "Tak, tak pakai makeup. [pause] Foundation."
Everyone looks incredulously at one another.

It was revealed later that he was also wearing lip balm and eyeliner. Haha.


Hmm yes I think I've just about covered everything. I'll end off with the overdue photos from the Wild Slumber Party at Hanom's. HAHA. They've been held over due to Ramadhan, but they'll resume right after, YAY!

YZ forced me to be at bar on Friday, it was terrible. Okay, no, it wasn't. I didn't get any outrightly-dissatisfied customers or anything. But I felt so lost, and I didn't even have a till AT ALL. It STILL wasn't crazy busy like weekends should be. I guess it's partly cos of Ramadhan and stuff.

After work I went to An's and we hung out for awhile.

Then I got home, only to find that there were no parking spaces available. Bings giler babs sey. In the end I had to park next to a tong sampah. BODOH.

I've been bored all day and working on my lab report all day, and I'm still barely half done.

I have mechanic's hands again because I washed the bike just now HAHA. I am in love with the engine degreaser, by the way. It's like magic. [Of course, as a chemist, I know better.] I was happily spraying away and all the grease just melted into oblivion. Okay, no, it dripped to the power of gravity, but whatever.

Anyways the FJR dude and his Super Four friend were like talking to me just now. Totally buat malu sey. Dahlah si S4 tak puasa--happily drinking a canned drink and smoking--nak mintak allen key and chain lube from aku lagi ader. And my phone was blasting jiwang songs, and FJR asked me to Bluetooth him one of the songs. Consequently, he found out my name. :S

They were basically like, hanging around, for Lord knows what reason. Giving me tips, and asking me where I go to school, and how come I wasn't in school just now, and telling me to spray the fairing and buy bike parts in Malaysia.




Calculus midterm was crazy. It was like four questions, worth five marks each. Mati aku. And I couldn't do a single one! So I just bluffed my way through. This is maths, though, not history, so I don't think it'll work, but we'll see. Haha.

I adoreadoreadore my new Crumpler. It is gorgeous. It is huge. Lovesloves.

Yesterday I dropped by Ah Boy to get a visor. It was noon, and swelteringly hot. Biasa ah, when I parked infront of the shop, the people sitting at the food centre were staring. And smiling. Whatever, Muslimins-tak-puasa, with your kopi and teh-o sitting in front of you like nobody's business! I HATE people who don't puasa in public. It's disgraceful.

Okay, time to get lost.

Riding was much better this time, even though I didn't pass.

The bumpy course is the bane of my existence, I swear. One of the abangs was frantically giving me tips, but I'm really more of a practice over theory person. In the end I managed to get through the 840278403 bumps without falling or straying from the course. But by that time it was too late lah. Takper there will be a next time.

Plus, I did NOT fall this time, except once when I failed to put the sidestand properly. Itu pun I managed to rescue the bike from falling. Gahaha. I mean, Alhamdulillah.

There were two other girls today. Satu butch ter-tua. And one was a budak pract one. So once again, I wonder, where have all the girls gone?

Ohyeah today's instructor was BP, he's still so cute! Haha.

Wells, I'm off to bed. [*Newsflash: MBBK just called me! But don't worry, he likes other girl(s).*]

Just checking in.

I am so amazingly sleepy it's not even funny. And I wasted like two dollars printing one-slide-per-page notes. How did that happen anyway? I already changed it to 4-slides-per-page! Bloody Lexmark. I hate bloody Lexmark. [Is it batal puasa to be angry at incompetent printers?]

Well, I better get back to my derivatives. I've made three [out of four], two of which are oils and therefore cannot be used cos this is Chem Lab, not art class.

Sorry, I'm a little crabby today.

HeyHEYhey!

So last night I was chatting to MBBK. Online, of course. Haha. He is so adorable, takleh angkssss.

It's already September and I just realised the Ain Awards are coming up! And I completely forgot about it, plus I don't think I have enough guys this year! I tried listing them, but I think I only came up to six, and what kind of a list is that, right?

Actually I don't have anything exciting to blog about. The past two weekends have been spent mainly at home. So like yeah. Sedih kan? Ohwell. My life thus far has been characterised by peaks and valleys, so I will get out of this one day. In the meantime, I'm still battling Cute Boy nightmares and new improved ulcers from the braces.

I was giggling and grinning and ecstatically existing today, and do you know why?

Because of this:



Tak faham? We'll start from the beginning. I was at the AXS machine outside LT27, attempting to renew my season parking. There was hardly anyone around, so when some guy walked past me, I glanced at him. It was MBBK laaaa! And he glanced at me too, and he smiled and I automatically smiled back and waved, for good measure. He started to continue walking, then changed his mind and made his way towards me.

"Ni bawak KR kan? Slalu kalau jalan-jalan mesti nampak.." he said.

I will not detail the conversation here. Because I was pretty stupid during, oh, ALL OF IT. But it was nice. I said something like, "Skarang da tak makan Megabites lagi, dah takleh jumpe ah.." OMG Ain, gatal much? Thankfully, he replied, "Taklah, masih boleh pe.."

Haha. I also said, "You're Khai right? ...Ain.." and he nodded, but I was anxiously wondering whether he was hearing or listening. Anyways whatever, because a coupla minutes later I was walking into lecture still grinning like a Cheshire cat. I was brimming over with the news, but I tried as much as possible not to bore people with it. By the time the two lectures ended, I was almost back to normal. Just a wee bit more hopeful than I once was.

Crossed paths with Farhan, and smiled at him.

Retrieved my helmet which was sitting on the bike, and found a slip of paper sitting innocently underneath. It was a note from him. GAaaaaaaa!!!! [Which, btw, was almost my exact reaction. I literally screamed and, unable to roll around on the gravel in my work clothes, crouched down next to Alfian's bike instead and laughed hysterically.]

That was why I spent the whole ride from school to work grinning and giggling alternately.

Oh, don't worry, it wasn't a love note or anything.

I really really do have a crush on MBBK. He's super-cute la! But then again, scrawny guys have been my downfall. Sigh. Anyways he was at Megabites as usual with Farhan on Tuesday. And I was at Megabites as usual with Hanom and Nadianah. HAH! More of the same la, smile here, smile there, and Farhan waved as they left. It was only the two of them, aku BODOH tak gi bebual ngan diorang, cos when else will we meet in Megabites this bulan Ramadhan? That was my last chance!

Hang in there, Khai, I will macam talk to you after this holy month. Hehe.

I even said goodbye to one of the Megabites cashier aunties. She was macam grinning at me as I stepped up to her for the third time that day, this time with my usual brownie with ice-cream. So I said, "After this you won't see me for one month.." and she laughed and said, "Yah I know!" Haha.




PA at CT was alright, or at least it felt that way. The cute familiar-looking CT partner was there again, presumably doing his PA, and he smiled at me yay! Loves being remembered/recognised. Espesh by cute guys. Actually the CT environment isn't too bad for studying and all. And they have powerpoints, etc. Toilet pun dekat.. It's definitely not LT at night! Haha. Well, in the near future, perhaps.




And today was not just the first day of Ramadhan [which I adore, btw], it was also my first 2A practical. I guess I forgot how hot it could be. I was macam dying out there. But I survived. I dropped the bike a couple of times, and I was jammed against the railing, unable to move. It was so sad and embarrassing. But he kindly passed all of us to the next lesson, even though my plank was too fast and my slalom too slow.

Nat's premonition of there being lots of abang-abangs was right. Sigh. But whatever. There was also a really handsome guy. Really handsome. I'm not kidding. He's taking class 2. Menyenyeh on the phone during breaks though, so I guess he would be attached/married.

Also, macam takder pompan niari. There was one girl in the session before mine, but that was it. Where have all the girls gone?

We were tegured for speeding in the circuit. Haha. How can you NOT speed? The orgasmic sound of the engine, the smooth gear-changing, the clear roads, the wind in your face... I could really get used to this. Well, "speeding" means 30 km/h, so I kept it down to 25. Haha.

Finally, when it was all over and I was going home, I found that I was ill at ease with the racing footrests on Baby. Apernieeee?!?!? Less than two hours on standard footrests and I can't take racing footrests already? I was like, Eh asal kena tonggeng banyak sangat? Terrible. It eased after a couple of junctions though, thankfully.

Hello.

Yesterday morning I was talking to Spinelli's guy as usual. [I actually know his name now, but I refuse to use it.] He is, by the way, 34 years of age. How old is that? That's like fourteen years older than me! When I was born, he'd prolly already started smoking! Haha. Anyway whatever. The point is, I love talking to him and he really shakes my Monday blues away. Smalam it was something about clubbing and riding and Ramadhan.

I told him I won't be seeing him for a month, which means about eight mornings, and isn't that so sad?!?!



MBBs were spotted in Megabites as usual. But Khai wasn't there so I didn't really bother. And we had a nice late lunch [we not including MBBs, duh], with dessert and everything, and Lonerguy is STILL cute! Amazing.



I'm soooo soooo sleepy because I was at A'an's place last night. On the way back, some annoying Toyota macam, refused to give way to me, lepas tu nak horn-horn kat aku to say hi! And he's like, 48 years old! Please, sadarlah diri sikit. I raised my eyebrows at him and went on my way. Sorry, I have no patience to deal with old farts yang tak sadar diri at three in the morning, who don't even want to give way to me in the first place.

But OMG I love Chinese lectures because Thomas is so cute.

I've been plagued by Cute Boy nightmares. It's crazy.

Yesterday I went for an utterly-useless 2A theory lesson. Suck-ups. There's one in every class, isn't there? I was sleepy and hungry and bored. When it finally ended I cabuted immediately. Then I realised there was a bike parked on the other side of the pavement, thereby blocking my way out. Unless aku nak back the bike out the steep slope. But soon this adorable boy appeared and started walking towards the bike, so I proceeded forward and asked him, "Lepas tak?" and he said no, it prolly wouldn't. And he hastened to move forward, leaving my way clear.

That was about the only exciting thing that happened all day. And also the only stranger I spoke to for the entire weekend. But he was cute. Probably barely nineteen though, by the looks of it. Pun bawak KR. Well, maybe I'll be seeing him around.

Such a beautiful day, but I'm in no mood to go out. I'm never in any mood to go out alone.

Yey I went out with Hanom just now. BC after eons, and everyone who's anyone is gone now, but one of the girls remembers us and she gives us 15% discount without prompting. So nice.

Loadsa cute guys here and there, but Hanom took the cutest one, so I settled for the thicker guys. Haha. Bodies, not body parts! [Don't get it? Takper.]

We were just sitting outside Topshop and this manjen dude comes up to the married-with-kid malay girl smoking next to us. He beckons her forward, and she obliges, stroller and all. Haha. Rupernyer he was collecting donations. While she donated, he turned to Hanom and me and said something like, "Hello, Red Riding Hood, oh sorry, it's Brown Riding Hood.. Donations?!?!" Irritation lasted a millisecond, only to be swept away by amusement. So I donated two bucks, just because he was so daring. When he was done with the three of us, he thanked us and left, pausing to BLOW A KISS at abovementioned married malay girl. "Shh.. Secret!" was his parting shot.

Semua macam shell-shocked. Then we laughed in a much-appreciated moment of camaraderie. HAHA. She was like, "Mampos kalau laki aku nampak.." and we laughed along. Later, when her husband showed up, I burst out laughing again and she actually said bye to us.

Some minahs aren't that bad.

Anyways, we watched Ratatouille, which was, as all Pixar films, fantastic. Hilarious like balls. And lovesloves the storyline, although imagine if that were communicated in real action. GROSS. And of course, Colette is super-cool with her purple-highlighted hair and hot bike. Plus she can cook. How all-empowering is that? I want to be Colette. But I hope I end up with a hotter boyfriend ah. And did anyone spot the coffin-shaped drawing room of Ego's? KLAKAR!

We are watching Bratz together right, Hanom?

Heart MBB.

That's my new password, HAHA.

Anyway it was such a perfect Tuesday because ALL my favourite MBBs were in Megabites. It was like, three-plus? The cute new one with blonde hair. Khai [of course]. And Farhan [tak se-cute, but OHWELL he smiles at me, i.e. friendly]. So I skipped part of lecture to hang out a little longer at Megabites and just look at the MBBs.

Well actually I was just looking at Khai. And the new guy. I'm sorry, but Khai is so adorable and macam mischievous-looking yet marginally baik-looking at the same time, I just macam, terpukau. Haha. BUT. I spotted a ring [macam gold] on his right ring finger!!! APERNIEEEEE. Is he MARRIED? Am I in crush with a married guy? Please murder me!

Anyway yeah he smiled at me, and macam, took a double-take when he first saw me. After that he was sitting with his back to me, but he kept turning around to look at entah-aper. Ahhhhhhhhhhh.

And the cute new guy was facing me, and I swear he was attempting to take photos of us with his phone. But after that he flipped the phone around and took other innocuous gambars.

Farhan came last and the first thing he did was smile at me. Farhan is cute in a geeky way. But OMG it was like Hanom's first time seeing them la, and when Khai turned around, apparently she "got the shock of her life" because he's not cute. He SO is! He's just a little skinnier these days--prolly lost weight during the holidays due to stress from not seeing me [and Amy] around. Gahahahaha.




Yesterday I went to sign up for 2A. But shhhhh don't tell anyone. Tanak jinx it. It's bad enough I have a pending court case. But I am excited, nevertheless. Alah, kalau kena revoke pun, at least I got to get a feel of a big bike, right? It won't be a complete waste, so to speak.

After that was lunch at Secret Recipe, yums. Did you know that the fish and chips doesn't come with ANY sayur at all? It's like, they crafted it specially for me or something! Haha. Ended it off with a cheesecake, aku BODOH luper nak try the affogato. Next time, perhaps.

And store meeting at night. I really missed being in GB Building. And last time Rizal was just a CLC-in-training, now he's a full-fledged CLC! I used to be so in awe of him pasal dier macam cute and eloquent. And now.. Ah, how life has changed for us all. Hahahaha. Next Thursday is the first anniversary of my working at SB-LT. Totally, right? =D

Oooh and when I was on the way home from GB, around eleven, there was macam a fire, or some similar emergency, in the area. Three fire engines, one LF, couple of firebikes, LOADS of firefighters, some diverting the traffic away... It was heaven times two. Too bad aku takleh slow down or anything, otherwise I'd be creating another catastrophe for them to deal with.




Aaaaaaand, finally this morning on the way to school I encountered some mat of indeterminate age, who appeared to be either:
(a) following me to school and then changing his mind at the last minute, when I exited, or
(b) sengaja bersaing dengan aku all the way down ECP/AYE, to see who can corner faster, selit faster, move faster in general.
I swear! There were times I went far ahead of him, till I couldn't even see him when I turned around. Then somehow he would appear a couple hundred metres down the road. Or I'd be hanging back, then he would macam slow down, with continuous mirror-checking, until aku dah catch up. *confused*

Yup that's it! This morning I saw the two largest MBBs. TAK MAIN AH. Where's my Khai?!?! [Wow, mengada-ngada..]

Hi.

It hasn't been a terrific week or anything, but things to rejoice over:

1. Bye-bye P-plate on the 31st!!! Congrats Ain! I'm going to CDC this Wednesday, insya-Allah everything will go smoothly.

2. Wild Slumber Party at Hanom's crib on Friday night. Highlights include Underwear-Lastiking, Bra-Tossing, Pad-Throwing and a prank SMS to a random mat that went too far. Haha. Well, who knew he was having a dry season kan? We can't be held responsible for that.

3. Atikk's birthday celebration on Saturday night. Bunch of cute rider mats at Al-Ameen Bukit Timah, and after that some of us went KTV-ing. Farid, Jambang's friend, has the best effortless voice in the entire world. I want to be his girlfriend so I can listen to him serenade me every night, how's that?

4. Sunday was Aliyah's wedding and my first design wedding. Don't hate me, dak-dak cutting, but it's all so macam, cliched and contrived! And everyone's shirts look the same, regardless of design group! Plus, you can hardly read the stylised words anyway. Then I decided to imagine my mom's face if I told her to prepare for a design wedding, and I couldn't stop laughing.

5. This morning I chatted to Spinelli's guy as usual while someone else made my latte. He really really really brightens up my day. No, I'm not in love with him, thanks. But it's macam nice to have someone to talk to and exchange pleasantries with and stuff. He was talking about how I don't need braces, cos to him I look just fine or whatever. How nice.

Just dropping by.

Today I found out that one of the other four people in my Advanced Calculus class is also a Chemistry major. Tapi dier second-year la, which explains why I haven't seen him before. Haha. I know, uninteresting, but kindred spirit!

Tuesday night I hung out at my void deck with Khai [not MBB, unfortch] for like two hours, just talking. He's so cute. So cute.

I watched Mukhsin over the weekend and it has got to be the saddest movie I've ever watched in my life. *bawls* I wish I lived in a kampung and had a sweet, innocent romance with a boy two years older.

Well. Going home now. Lots to do.

Bodoh, when I come in here to print notes, takder pulak.

[Yesterday I was at Simpang and eyeing this late-twenties/early-thirties malay/serani dude who was just about the coolest thing you can imagine. Unfortch, that was about the extent of it. D= )

I had an interesting night which started with very last-minute plans to go clubbing with Rizal and Farhan. Unfortch, they spent some time trying unsuccessfully to withdraw money at three different ATM machines. And then we got to St. James at 330, when Powerhouse closes at four on Saturdays. So we headed to Clarke Quay via ECP to meet Dayah and Fang, but the Rochor exit was closed, and plus there was only one lane open on the Sheares Bridge, haha. We passed by Kallang, and there was a fire at one of the shophouses. People milling around outside and there was an LF, two firebikes, and loads of firefighters, <3!!!

Kesian the boys, all dressed up and nowhere to go. Well, they're trying again this weekend.

I accidentally flashed 850275903 unsuspecting drivers on the way to Farhan's place because my babydoll top blew up around me somewhere around Bedok. MAMPOS. And I tried, but didn't manage, to reel it back in. Haha.

So Shafa flew off this morning.

I managed to get Hanom and Atikk to make their way down to the airport at the understandably-unearthly hour of seven in the morning to send her off. It was cool. Atikk was gushing about her matair/hubby, i.e. Shafa's it-takes-30-minutes-for-him-to-look-cute-to-me cousin. Hanom and I had a snack from SB-T2, and after we bid farewell to Shafa, we waited around for Popeye's to open.

I can't believe that despite five missing teeth and a mouth full of metal [non-magnetic, btw, I tested them out at Hanom's place last night], I managed to eat through a couple of fish fillets, kulit ayam, fries, mashed potatoes and a buttermilk biscuit. Sinfully yummy, by the way. Tak regret langsung.

There was a major shortage of all the cute airport mats who brightened up my life zaman-zaman I used to study at the airport. WHAT'S THIS?!?!

It was such a gorgeous day, pity I had to go home and sleep.

I feel so empty, why is that?

Fantastic, hebat, fantastic day yesterday.

Anyway Wed night I was out the whole night, got home at five, showered and baring-baringed for half an hour, got ready and left for school. I was shattered. Reached at 715 and mercifully, Spinelli's was open, and even more mercifully, he was working. I went up and said hi and he replied hi without turning around, and then he turned and went, "Eh HI! Suara mat saleh sey!" And we talked for awhile. That so totally helped.

I think sleepy-driving is as dangerous as drink-driving.

Aku barely slept for 1.5 hrs at home, then it was off to the dentist.

Now I know why people fear dentists. That was, without a doubt, the most traumatic experience of my life. And that includes the skidding accident I had last year. Well I got a seven-day MC out of it.

So anyway, at night, aku yang stubborn ini went to Dbl O with Shafa! It was rockin', Tapi once again, I didn't get my Cute Guy of the Night. Aku tengah eyeing this guy with sharp sideburns. Hot sey. Tapi he kept disappearing. BODOH. Wasted siolsss. Anyways aku pandai, we went and retrieved our bags just before everything ended, therefore avoiding the queue.

Then we headed down to MoS to meet A'an and Khai, hehe. After that, lots of laughter, and fun, and banyak muker ngantuk-ngantuk, tak guna betul..

So that was Shafa's last night out with me. Super-fun! Can't wait for next year already!

Haha, bumped into a McDelivery mat at a red light. He smiled at me so aku senyum balik ah, pasal good mood. Guess what he asked. "Bulan-bulan bayar berapa?" Wow! Smooth line, mat McDelivery. Aku just layan je ah. Hehe.

Today we were walking back to LT27 from the toilet and Shah mati-mati nak masuk by the back, so I followed her, and we saw MBB! As in, Khai! Haha. Aku macam spontaneously peluk-ed her, and only let go when he turned around. MAMPOS.

Also, during the lecture I was dying of past embarrassment. You know, zaman-zaman we had lectures in LT27 all the time, and I had a crush on this dude called Lonerguy, but I didn't even have a chance of him looking at me, jangan kata bebual. We sat far apart, boys in a few groups, girls in one group. And today it was coincidentally like that again, so aku macam malu balik. I don't think I want to sit near him in LT27 ever.

Speaking of year one days, I was continuing the ongoing process of cleaning my room, i.e. clearing my stuff from yesteryear and I found a few goodies.

I used to get bored during lectures [okay, fine, I still do] and I'd plan my baju timetable under my normal timetable. Earrings, top, bottom, shoes and bag. I know, right? Merepeknyer aku. Now I just do it in my head like everyone else.



Well, I guess Shah got bored too. This would be a seating plan based on Shah's Nostradamus calculations. Can you see how, at the end of Raya, Shah would have been sitting with BR, and me with Lonerguy, and Amy ketinggalan? Hilarious.






Time to play Guess Whose Bike. Guess whose bike?!?!?



That has got to be the biggest, sparkliest doa-sticker I've ever seen on a bike. And, I'm pretty sure it's new.

Congratulations, the winner is Lonerguy!

Ooooooo guess what, this morning I was greeted cheerfully by Hasyim-lookalike: "Muka monyok je.. Pagi tadi tak seterika ke?"

Nat burst out laughing when I told her, but it was too early in the morning for me to appreciate the humour. Still. Loves that he's so super-friendly now.

I enjoyed a solitary caramel latte at the Breakfast Club table, and one of the new MBBs walked past. The plump one. Ohwell. It's better than nothing, right? Well then tadi after lab I went to Megabites alone to wait for Nat and Shah, and a couple of MBBs were having a late lunch at one of the larger tables with some guy. Unfortch, Khai was not one of them. They all turned to look at me, tapi aku malu, so I ignored them. Haha.

Later when the two dodols arrived, we were trying to find a bigger table and they chose that moment to leave. Itu pun macam terhegeh-hegeh nak belah. The less-cute one [who's also one of the two original MBBs, the other one being Khai] smiled at me, LOTS OF TIMES. So aku smiled back la. What am I supposed to do, stick out my tongue? The other newer MBB--who was with him--is cute though, with dyed-blond hair and a Fai face.

I love my MBBs. Amy are you jealous yet?

But I still like Khai best. Maybe it's the shy smile he reserves for us. You know, macam it fools you [or me, at least] into thinking that dier baik after all. I'm into baik mats now. Not like Shafa, who goes for matrips. *giggle*

Just now on the way home, jam giler bapak, and lots of bikes yang irritatingly taknak selit quickly enough! Dahlah pantat aku cramp and bag aku berat. But this uncle on an FBC plate gave way to me, so nice!




Friday night, Hafez the Cute paid a visit to store, with his brother. Sorry, I still think he's cute. *sticks out tongue*

Saturday night, I went clubbing with Shafa. In her words, awesome. First it was The Pump Room, which, admittedly, had great music but HORRIBLE crowd. Well, horrible to a 20-year-old mat-lover like me. Haha. You know, angmohs and other assorted foreigners, all above the age of thirty. There was some Indon-looking pakcik waving his arms [to the music] THE WHOLE TIME. There was a pair of forty-something ladies dancing next to us and Shafa was screaming, "God, asal mak-mak kau sebok ni? How OLD are they?"

After that we convinced each other to go MOS, ah I love you MOS. Cinta and rindu. MOS rocked balls. And that's all I'll say here. Let's just say that I'm not the Good Girl Gone Bad.

Can the Good Girl Gone Bad go back, anyway?

From Friday night of the National Day weekend: clubbing with Shafa, DeeDee and Atikk. Not enough mats, not enough great music, not enough space, but it got better in the end. Haha.



On Friday right, I went public to school. It's one of the rare times I go public, betul tak? So anyway, there were macam 89487278503 thousand ITE mats, whee! Of course, as the years go by, the age gap between me and ITE mats grows ever wider. Haha. Anyways, I was all happy and buoyant when the train broke down at Eunos. Therefore, we all had to get out and troop into the next train, and I had to stand for the entire freaking ride.

Look, aku budak Pasir Ris. I'm used to maybe not getting a seat home from school, but I'm also used to getting a seat from home to school. THEREFORE, what the hell!??! When I stepped off the 95, I was in a bad mood.

Then I bumped into four [yes, FOUR] MBBs outside LT27. I macam, stared in shock, then I recovered to realise that Khai was one of them, so I smiled at him, and OMG he smiled back laaa! Oh, hidup ini hebat.

I went to LT25, joined the rest in trooping to LT27, then rushing back to LT22. BINGIT balik. Then he decided to introduce this little gadget:

I felt like Adam Sandler's character in Click. Totally, right? It's used to transmit your responses to a live quiz, for our midterms later.



Random mat: "Excuse me, do you have a lighter?"
Me & Shafa: "No, sorry, we don't smoke."
Random mat: [without missing a beat] "Oh, can you teach us to quit?"

It was like 5 a.m. on Friday night/Sat morning and we were walking from Forum to store. By virtue of his very original and amusing comment, we spared him and his friends a few minutes in the ambience of our ardor. [Whatever THAT means. Haha.] One of them kept teasing me and accusing me of staring at me with my "mata nakal" under my "rambut cute".

?!?!?!


Saturday, the Ikea men came over and my room went from this:

to this:

Isn't it rockin'?!?! I still have a lot of tidying up to do, but it'll look pretty much like that anyway, when I'm done. It so totally does not feel like my room, it's more like waking up in a hotel room every morning [or afternoon, actually, to be realistic]. Wonder how long that feeling will last, anyway.


Well Nat finally finished lab [which I proudly finished an hour ago!], so gots to go, but I'll be back to blog about my Wild Weekend later. Bye!

Apa khabar friends?

Yesterday at work I became a stand-in LC because there were three new partners and only three non-new-non-manager partners. Since I was one of the latter group, terpakselah aku coach Benjamin. SO WEIRD. I'm really not made to teach, as people like Fana can testify. But it was fun. It meant I got to hang around in the back room [not a big loss last night cos tak ramai orang], and takyah buss AT ALL! Omg Heaven.

Well I was scheduled to end at ten, on the [very sincere!] premise that I had to get home early and sleep early in preparation for my 8 a.m. class today. But then, as I was about to change, my Cute Boy called! Aku pun aper lagi.. Hopped and jumped and danced around crazily, screaming when I finally put down the phone, and dolled up for a night out at.. Geylang.

Haha. No it's not what you think. They were having supper at some coffeeshop. So I met up with them there. It's still weird looking at Farhan, because of his great resemblance to Abdillah. Difference is, I have no feelings for Farhan la. Haha. Anyway all the guys were asking me about Wani, and fighting over hypothetical situations in which they get to sit next to her. Sound familiar?

[Ooh sidetrack kejap. It was surprisingly a comfortable and un-hassling ride home after school on Tuesday. Walaupun peak hour and all. Anyway, I got chatted up at the White Sands Primary traffic light by a couple of van men [from Too Phat's Just A Friend, geddit?!?!]. Haha. Tak hodoh-nak-muntah, so overall it was flattering. Haha.]

We didn't stay long cos Farhan was bugging us to go home, which suited me fine actually cos, you know, dah almost midnight and I was due to wake up at five in the a.m.!

Clearly, takder one-on-one time with Cute Boy, but maybe it's for the best. We have years ahead of us, right?

Ohyeah speaking of Farhan, he's looking to sell his [white] SP. Anyone interested?



This morning Alfian was smartly-dressed for his EURIP presentation. What a pleasant first! Except, by his own admission, he was near-to-bursting out of his clothes. HEHE.

I secretly love my Advanced Calculus lectures [so far] because it's so macam, cosy, and I've yet to fall asleep despite the horrible timing and perfect settings! Haha. My lecturer's super-nice and patient, and guess what, we won't even have separate tutorial slots, they'll just be squeezed into the second hour of the second lecture slot. TOTALLY.

I'm so sleepy and I still have like two hours to kill and no one to spend them with. And I think it's still raining, so I'm pretty much grounded. BODOHNYER.

The PostSecret Mini-Movie

PostSecret is the site of my weekly therapy. You should try it too.

I met up with my Cute Boy last night. Skejap je. Kat bawah block [aku]. There was this abandoned sofa there, kebetulan, so we just sat there and talked awhile. There's a little bit of sandiwara going on in his life, so he had to go home and settle it.

My dreams have been restless and more merepek of late.

I'm highly bored and kepingin right now, but Chinese was pretty fun. There are actually real-life cute guys in the class, and it's not overpopulated by Vietnamese/Malaysian Chinese/Indonesian Chinese overachievers like last year. Sorry, but it's not fair right? Buat stress diri buat pe. Just take it as it comes along la.

I'm crapping.

Guess who I parked next to just now. Heh. [Not Allan Wu again!] He still elicits a scream and a smile from me after all these YEARS, amazingly.

First day of school, but it's so surreal, I expect to wake up anytime.

Breakfast Club has been disbanded because of clashes in schedule. But it didn't stop me from reaching school at 720 and going to our table and sitting down and staring into space. Yes, I really did that. Nak blajar, nak blajar aper? So I just sat there.

The first friendly face I saw was actually that of Hasyim-lookalike, who waved to me as I walked past. WAVED! Wow. That's an event in itself, really. Anyway I waited for 730 [cos that's when they officially open] and I walked over. He was arranging tables, and he smiled and started talking to me once I was within earshot.

"Hey, back at school?"/"You changed your hairstyle, huh?"/"Let me guess.. Caramel?"/"Asal muker muram je?"/etc. WOW he speaks malay to me now!

Oh, I'm the only one left in the mornings now, I replied, because I still have 8 a.m. lectures. Haha.

Speaking of 8 a.m. lectures, mine was attended by a grand total of five students in one of the seminar rooms at S16. MAMPOS. But it was alright, I suppose. The tiny class size means that he'll print our notes for us at no cost, and I guess every day will feel like a tutorial. Plus you have no excuse to fall asleep. Anyway half the time I'm struggling to understand, and the other half, I'm furiously copying notes.




Yesterday I went for an x-ray for the incoming braces. After that we went shopping at Ikea. And I mean shopping. We were there from 5-10 p.m., giving final once-overs to beds, tables, shelves and armchairs. Picking out curtain colours, bedspreads, loading abovementioned perabots onto a total of three carts. NOT including the shopping cart loaded with the smaller stuff. Thank God I decided to wear Birkenstocks pasal my mom was complaining about how her step-orthopedic slippers were killing her feet.

Moment of Kembangness: I was standing around waiting for the rest, and the semi-cute Ikea mats walked past me in a bunch, exclaiming loudly, "Eh, cute ah pompan ni.. Cute lah girl ni.." On TWO separate occasions, in TWO different aisles. *giggles annoyingly* I'm cute!

I'm getting a yellow wood four-poster, with a purple bedspread and possibly orange curtains. And this $500 rocking armchair I was drooling over a few weeks back. HEHE. It was further knocked down by 50 bucks.



But seriously, I was pancit even before the dentist. Cos on Saturday night I went out with Cute Boy, as usual. And his friends. And Shafa. And he likes me! Cute Boy, I mean. Can you believe it? Because I still can't! Ever since he told me, I've been drifting off at random moments, thinking to myself, Oh, so when he did so-and-so, it was because he liked me! Haha.

We went to Mustafa Centre, where the baggage counter guy was macam flirting with me, and since I was in a buoyant mood, aku layan, and then he said, "Takpelah nanti you nyer abang marah kan?" I just laughed and said yes. HAHA. Then we went to ECP and lepak sampai pagi. Breakfast at Simpang, where Shafa and I were ridiculed for our English and for eating mutton chop in the morning. Whatever, boys.

So since I only got home at eight in the morning, siler faham why I was so tired yesterday. Not that anyone cares.



It feels funny going through the routine of
1. Spinelli's coffee
2. Lectures
3. Printing at scilips
4. Blogging in the science CBLC
alone. Oh I was gonna take the SciPhi organiser, which is SO CUTE this year, but the queue was centuries long, so takperlah. I'm headed to pick up chinese books next.

Did I mention that Cute Boy has the hugest eyes with the longest, curliest lashes? Well. He does.

The days seem to fuse together. Prolly something to do with going out at 11 at night and getting back at six in the morning, getting four hours of sleep, and going out again.

Yesterday I went clubbing with DeeDee, Atikk and Shafa. DeeDee was amazing, she macam scored like three different guys without doing anything! Haha. I bumped into Derrick, Zester and Sally, in that order, and separately, of course.

I would like to apologise to Shafa for traumatising her with that guy Afardt. I should have warned her, or at least allowed her to get lost. Haha. Persistent, that guy is. I was messaging Rizal AND Cute Boy while we were dancing and dier still tak kisah. His friend looks about 7-12 years old, with teeth that stick out around 20 mm. Anyway, where was I. Yeah. Persistent. Followed us to the locker. Followed us out. Waited for me to finish talking on the phone, then asked for my number. And begged me to cancel my plans with the rest so I could hang out with them instead.

Sorry Shafa. I guess I was just macam celebrating the fact that I'm happily single at last. Haha. Zest was asking me, "Where's your boyfriend?" --"Dunno, broke up! Hehe! I'm free!"

But truth be told, I was missing Cute Boy the whole time we were on the dancefloor.

The music was alright, I suppose. Mendak at times, and once they actually played a selection of songs from our secondary school days. DeeDee was really going wild. Haha. Atikk and I togoked two fruit punches in a row. Yums giler fruit punch dier, tak macam MOS nyer, they have trimmings like cherries and a lemon slice.

We left at like three-plus gitu, pasal DeeDee da penat, and plus they finally played Beautiful Girls, haha. Cute Boy came down with Rizal, Ariff and their friend Hidir to send me home. Yessahhhh! We went for supper at 897 at Geylang, pastu balek ah.

He's so skinny I could prolly wrap my arms around him twice. He went, "Okaylah gi tido sana, I'll see you soon." --"Biler tu soon?"

I'm trying to get him to stop smoking. Tapi dier degil. Boys.

The good word for today is kemaruk.

My National Day didn't start off too well, but it got better at the end. I enjoyed Live The Dream, at least, and Noel's audition cracked my brother up. HAHA. Cute la si giler tu. [Noel, not my brother.] I thought Joakim's father was great, but I guess there are only so many spaces. Also, the twins [Zaki and Raki, or however you spell it] pun did not get through, too bad. Haha. The first time I ever went to Simpang was with them! And my sister, and my brother, of course. But it's funny to think about it.

Anyway after beribu-ribu tahun, when I'd finally given up hope, Cute Boy gave me a call. Dier baru balik JB, or some such. Then he said something about calling back, so I waited some more. Tapi dah tak tahan, so I messaged him. And he called, asking me why I didn't call him back. Wow. Boleh jadi giler. Anyway he asked me to meet him in half an hour.

So we met at Bedok Reservoir again and went to join the rest at Jalan Sultan. As is usual with these guys, we threw around the question "Aper plan?" every five minutes, but never came up with an answer. Finally they decided to play pool at Marine Parade. Okay cool.

You know me. I never play pool. But I don't mind watching cute guys. HAHA. Well si bodoh Cute Boy nak belah siang, so I asked him to accompany me to the toilet, and he actually waited for me sia. Then I very gatal-ly asked for a lift to the clinic for the next day [today].

That's not all, when I got home, I thought I saw someone who looked like him, so aku CALL DIER! My policy, in general, is "NEVER CALL THE GUY", but I completely and utterly broke it last night.

But at least I went to bed smiling.

Ohyeah the other guys were clamouring for me to intro my NUS friends to them. Giler. What am I, the universal matchmaker? What's the attraction, anyway?




I was pleasantly surprised this morning when he messaged me, asking me to wait, because he was coming to pick me up. Alamak cutenyer. Sanggup sey. I would have been fine taking the bus. I mean, aku just asked him on the off-chance that he might, and I guess I was just flirting a little.

He didn't just drop me off at the clinic, he actually accompanied me inside, and waited with me and we read magazines together and drooled over the cars in Torque. Then we went for a late brunch at Simpang [again], and he dropped me off just now before he went to pray.

Like I said before, I LOVE guys who sembahyang Jumaat.

Something's happening here. It's not wishful thinking on my part. Something is happening. The question that remains is whether or not he's just playing. And the other question, whether I would care if he was just playing.




Haha yesterday Rizal was telling me to ask my friends to go clubbing with them on Saturday, because he'd send one of them home for sure. So I retorted, "Oh, aku mintak tumpang tak boleh eh?!?!" and he looked all sheepish. I still wouldn't mind, you know. It IS a hot bike.

Dah lama tak kerje, it felt macam abit weird gitu.. Haha.. But you know, I didn't make any huge mistakes or anything. I was missing a few people though. Dan, obviously. Caramel brothers, of course. Stuff like that.

I got POS as usual but had to close after barely three hours BODOH pasal I "made too much money already". It wasn't horribly busy though, which for me was unexpected, considering, you know, holiday eve and all. I mean, it's even possible that it's busier on normal Wednesdays. Ohwell. Not complaining, really.

Dayah came down with Arliana, Wani and Azza around the time I knocked off. We hung out for awhile, but well, they had prior plans and stuff so I didn't take up too much of their time. Mostly we played Guess-This-Person's-Age, and Are-You-Attracted-To-Farid. HAHA.

Azim came down with Rizal, Rudy and erm, the guy who lives in Bedok, whatever his name is. Luper ah. Hehe. Sorry. So I hung out with them pulak. Then another dude, Hidayat, joined us. Wondering where Cute Boy is? He was under house arrest by Azim, cos he had a sort-of accident yesterday afternoon. [Which he didn't even bother to tell me about. -_-]

Well, then we wanted to move off already but there was a roadblock at the carpark again [unsurprisingly], and Bedok guy macam ketakutan cos of his pipe, so we sorta lingered. By the time they decided to belah, and where to go, I'd decided to go down to Simpang to meet Cute Boy. [He'd cut the lock at his disc brake.] I mean, come on! The choice was clear.
1. Hang out with Cute Boy, near home.
2. Hang out with Cute Boy's friends, all over the island.
It had to be number one.

Gitu-gitu je, nothing exciting sangat. And no, I don't have plans for tomorrow. But it's okay, I guess.

[I smell like Naz cos tadi I wore her perfume, haha. I was reading Cosmo and it's interesting how we just associate scents with people.]

Oh and I got Chinese, YESSSS! But I don't know for how much cos malas nak check.

WHEEEEEE!!!

Hello friends!

Today was the Career Workshop thingy-wingy. Guess who was there. Mr Lonerguy himself! So cute. But he didn't bother to catch up with us, ohwell. And I forgot what it was like to sit in during lectures, fighting the sleep from your eyes. NOW I remember.

In the middle of the workshop, I got a pleasant surprise when Cute Boy messaged. I jumped up and down [inwardly]. We exchanged messages for awhile, then he said, "K adios!" so I said take care and decided that was the end of our pow-wow for the day.

Nat rode us home, and back at the playground, I realised he messaged me again asking where I was. Another exchange followed, which resulted in him asking me to hang out at Tampines. And of course, why would I refuse?

I mandied and made up and applied body lotion and sprayed on perfume, pretended not to know where As-Salihin was when he called, which resulted in him offering to come meet me at my place. Heh. He showed up on the green M. SO ADORABLE.

Adorable when he was looking for parking spaces, adorable when he found one for himself and started looking for one for me, and adorable when he decided to share that parking space with me. I wish I'd taken a photo, but I didn't have the balls to.

Today he didn't wear a cap.
"Asal tak pakai cap?" -"Alah, malam-malam buat aper pakai cap?"
He was wearing the same shoes he wore the first time we met.
"Kata malam-malam tak pakai kasut?" -The most adorable smile in return.

We joined Rizal and um, Rudy, I think his name is. Cute Boy then proceeded to tell them about how we'd spent the entire day together yesterday. Within my listening range. So, you know, it prolly means that it didn't mean anything to him, therefore he doesn't like me?

They call me Ain Degil now.

Ooh and Cute Boy asked if we wanna go riding on National Day. I told them I don't have Baby on that day, and he was like, "Alah, ada dua 400, pilih je satu.." upon which I gave Rizal the sweetest smile I could muster, prompting him to exclaim, "Eh, asal kau tengok aku gitu? Jangan tengok aku gitu!" Haha.

After that, we went to Tampines Mall and met up with Azim. But you know, by then, all the shops were closed. Ohwell. Anyway, I committed a huge boo-boo when I stuck out a hand to keep Cute Boy from being run into by a car. BODOHNYER AKU!!! EVERYONE saw it!!!

I got them some free drinks at Starbucks, and felt another tersentak moment when he came in to.. Accompany me? Help me carry the three drinks? Amek aircon? Prevent me from flirting with other guys? [HAHA.]

Then Farhan joined us, but I didn't know it was Farhan, I thought it was just some random friend of theirs, so I pretty much died when he sat down, took off the shades/specs, and I found myself staring into what looked like Lonerguy. He's a dead ringer for Lonerguy, I swear. Except for the gigis. Haha.

I don't really have much to say around them, but I dunno. Still macam fun. Being with them and all. Except that I used to hate seeing satu-pompan-banyak-lelaki groups, and now I'm that girl I hate!

Excitingly enough, as we left [he carried my bag for me, but got embarrassed halfway and begged me to take it back], I bumped into Yan and Aisyah [what's her butch name again?] outside BK. Yan is so adorable with those cheeks la. Talked to them, because wow I really missed them, it transpires. Aisyah brought up the times of when she was still a girl and I couldn't stop laughing for nuts.

There was this beyond-surreal moment when we were lined up, the six of us, at the front of the red light.

It ended great, because when I got home, he messaged, saying that if I wanna join them on Thursday, I can just choose someone to give me a ride. So I replied, "Nak ikut! Pillion u ah!" OMG someone slap me, I'm such a shameless floozy.

I know. He might not like me the way I like him, of course. But who knew one person could get me smiling all day, every day?

Thank you Dayah for being the reason we met.

I'm back, and happier than ever.

Was at Hanom's for a pow-wow session with Atikk. Yoyo guest-starred, and please don't believe the photos because he's much cuter and cooler-looking in real life. Tak gunalah camera kau Hanom.

We exchanged stories. So diverse, and so interesting, all of them.

I was macam grinning to myself because I was thinking of Cute Boy. I had this wild idea that since we were practically in the same area of this island, and we had like 40-something clicks in the same direction to travel, that we could sort-of-kind-of head home together.

But I was afraid to pitch that wild idea to him, so Atikk volunteered. Well, I started spontaneously thrashing around on Hanom's bed, causing everyone in general to panic, and Atikk to barricade herself in the toilet with my phone, smsing him to meet me at Hanom's place so we could go home together.

I was ready to thank her for her initiative, when I realised that she added a muack-face at the end of the message! I DIED!!! And started thrashing around again! But OMG he replied [unleashing another series of fits from me], asking me to wait for him to get back to mainland. I died again, hugged Atikk, and we promptly fell on the bed together. BAD PHOTOGRAPH OPPORTUNITY.

The rest of the minutes involved me seriously doubting he'd turn up, but OMG, he did la. He was sitting at the void deck calmly smoking when we finally hauled our asses downstairs. And I don't know why, but the sight of his cikeding self with that cute face, just sitting there, made me tersentak for a moment.

I effected the necessary introductions, fretted inwardly that he might fall for Hanom, then went off to start the bike.

He's just too cute.

He remembered nonsense things that I said earlier today! [Something about how I like to dress up at night, i.e. no slippers.]

Peaceful ride; he said bye when we reached his exit, and sped off. I was basically smiling all the way back home. Thank GOD tak banyak vehicles on the road.

Best of all, there was a follow-up message. :D

Okay, I'm so sorry aku giler. I know there's no way in hell he could like me, because I'm who I am, and plus he's macam how old and I'm how old, and like, you know. Cute fun people who won't potentially turn psycho don't usually like me for myself.

But right here, right now, it's fun being out with him, and talking to him, or just messaging him.

So I'm trying not to think too much. Which is a little hard cos I always think too much.

Saturday, you couldn't come quickly enough!

Okay, I'm sorry, I had such a fantastic weekend, everyone has to know about it.

Well I didn't expect it to be a fantastic weekend, considering what happened on Friday night, but it WAS, okay? I prayed, and God provided.

I started the weekend late on Saturday, after maghrib. Brought a book just in case, and headed to store an hour early to meet Dayah. Sat around outside with a soy hot chocolate, until it was time to meet her. Berpusing-pusing awhile at City Hall area cos well, I didn't really know how to get to Esplanade from town.

She was with Mahmud and a few of his friends, AND Figa and some of his friends. I didn't recognise Figa, so I thought they were all in the same group, and I stupidly waited for Figa's group to move off, thereby embarrassing myself infront of [or rather, behind] the cute scrambler mat.

We went to Bedok, to meet more of Mahmud's friends, and the seven of us [or so] went to Changi for someone's BBQ pit. [Someone turned out to be this girl Nora and her dad, or something.] On the way, I wanted to isi minyak, but Dayah is Esso and I'm Shell, so I told them to go ahead and I'd catch them up or something. Dayah told M Dude to accompany me, so I zoomed off, expecting him to follow. When I turned around at a red light, it was Mahmud who was following me. *dies*

At Changi, I played on the swings, had fun, and waited for them to decide where to go next.

Un-understanding Dayah then wanted to call up Figa and meet him instead, while I tried to indicate to her with my eyes that I wanted to stay with Mahmud. She didn't get the hint, but relented anyway. So we followed them to Fort Road, where we met up with even more friends of theirs. So now I think there's at least eleven of us, I'm not sure.

Sat around for awhile, and then we headed for [final destination] Bukit Timah's Al-Ameen, detouring at the Kent Ridge bends. I tried my best to keep up, and was subsequently accused of being "degil" by Mahmud and Azim. How embarrassing. Previously only Mat accused me of being degil.

At Al-Ameen, Mahmud and Azim were picking on me half the time, while I tried to convince Rizal [on my other side] to give me a lift on his hot bike, and also to quit smoking around me.

Finally, rode home with half of them, and sat around talking at Esso for an hour with Dayah.

I've completely disregarded the part about the 100 missed calls.



Well I reached home slightly after subuh, and I decided to message Mahmud because he gave me a missed call for no apparent reason earlier. Somehow we made plans to meet up later that day [that's earlier today] to go to Ah Boy and buy stuff and get over to Dayah's place and cosmetically fix her bike [which he'd sat on last night, toppling it, and breaking a few appendages].

And somehow, after that we [minus Dayah] went for a late lunch. Met up with Azim, and went to Bugis just to walk around. And somehow I'm home, and it feels like Friday night never happened, and looking forward to this Saturday, when I'll get to see them again.

I've omitted most of the emotional bends I was going through, but just trust me when I say that ultimately, I feel terrific.

Woohoo yesterday was Dbl O. Last time I went there, we met Ninja. Haha. Anyway. We got there a little late, so macam tak puas when everything ended at 230. The customary long and suffocating queue for bags near the toilets, as usual. And I bumped into Shakilah from primary school. I can't believe she remembers me. Well, I'd rather her, than all the noisy screaming minahs and their boyfriends.

The music was great, although towards the end they played some stuff which I embarrassingly could not recognise. There was this manjen dude who spoke some malay and introed himself to us. Haha. TAK CUTE, and so glad he got the hint and moved away.

There were also these two malay dudes who were dancing next to us the whole time. Semi-cute, actually. One of them never stopped dancing. It was quite cute.

But yeah, that was it. When we left, I saw like a billion SOC dudes outside, along with the police bus or whatever, AND an ambulance parked outside with flashing lights. Along with the usual one or two patrol cars. SO EXCITING. You know me, as long as it doesn't involve me personally, I'll be fascinated for as long as you'll let me.

Dbl O has a smoking room, but I didn't dare venture inside, cos I was walking towards it, and I was like 50 metres away when I could already smell extra-concentrated cigarette smoke wafting out the cracks of the door. The room was packed with people cramped on the floor and every other available surface, actively destroying their lungs.

So they elected to smoke outside instead.

We tried finding another club that opened past three, that would let us in free, but well, takder. So we went home, after interacting with four mats, one of whom was riding a super four.

Ha. Yesterday was the first time I went clubbing since the glorious July 1 smoking ban. It's like wow, you step in, and everything smells SO good! It's great. My clothes smell great, my hair smells great, everything smells great and of course, the risk of my getting lung cancer isn't increased by any degree.

We went to Butter Factory, which was fun, if different. Then we tried going to MoS but even though it was hardly three, the awnings were down, so macam weird, so we went to Velvet Dragon instead.

Which looks--and feels--almost exactly the same as Momo. Except this time there were only about 50 people or less around. What happened to everyone else?!?!?! Well there was that cute guy from St. James, who tried to get off with Az. I see him everywhere, it's like a disease.

oooOOOooo and we made a stop by store first, and there was this cute guy walking to the carpark, and I couldn't help it, I smiled and him, and he smiled back! Lovesloves people who smile at me.

Finally. I've settled all my modules. It gets harder every year, I swear. And every year I forget what the graduation requirements are. So I have to dig up the 05/06 NUS Bulletin from the depths of the website and trawl through the 300-something pages.

Well, I've fulfilled [or am about to fulfill] all the specified requirements, so the rest just need to be filled in by UEs, which are essentially anything, right?

And with 900 points in my general account, I pray to God I'll get Chinese II this year.

Life sucks actually, but I don't like blogging about negative stuff like I once said. So I keep everything light and airy here.

I've started eating granola cereal at least once a day. Not intentionally, but it's such a yummy snack that now I look forward to when there's nothing to eat, so I can eat my granola with milk. Yums.

I'm not working anymore, pasal malas and I need a real break before school starts. But you know, when school starts, obviously I'll start working again. I just need an escape now, that's all.

I'm poor and I'm bored, so if anyone is boxed in by similar circumstances, please ask me out for a cheap date.

Love, me.

p.s. I was browsing through my labels and realised that I really miss MBB. I hope he'll be around when we get back to school.

Last night was the most exciting night of my life!

Okay no, but it was one of the most exciting nights I've had in a long time.

Leaving carpark from work at around one, and was snared in a roadblock at that same carpark. Was virtually ignored by everyone, until one dude decided to ask me whether I'd been cleared.

It was hot though. There were like three expressway patrol cars [or whatever], maybe three ROV bikes and two TP bikes. And there were more of them around the area. A few drivers being delayed pasal keretas modified sangat I suppose. Riders kena marah for tinted helmets. One car drove in and one of the officers quipped, "Wah this one confirm bring back one la!"

I was completely clean, btw. HA!

Went to Vivo and waited outside St. James and OMG, three TPs pulling up next to us. Again, ignored, and buat semak, so I sat down on the kerb and pulled out my handphone. I was quite annoyed by this time. Finally the third dude was done with my friend so I stood up and he smiled at me. In an instant all my annoyance evaporated and my heart melted at the same time and I smiled nervously back at him. He checked my papers, pronounced me good to go, and OMG again, that smile!

I couldn't resist so I snapped a photo when he wasn't looking. This means, of course, that it's a photo of his back, but WHO CARES? I just want a memento of that pleasant encounter. His name, btw, is Ahmad Elmi, which is so cute macam dier jugak! And I'm sorry if he's macam married or something, but Zul [who's married] told me there's nothing wrong with that, SO THERE.

I really hope we meet again [under similar pleasant circumstances], Ahmad Elmi.

[Oh yeah that was followed by Mount Faber, a teeny amount of supper, fifteen minutes waiting at the road shoulder, and finally home.]

I feel like doing an Awun and screaming at the TV, "WHAT love? WHAT love?!?!"

But other than that, I'm great, thanks for asking.

I went shopping with the welcome accompaniment of Hanom-Banom just now, and I actually maxed out my debit card and had to borrow a hundred bucks from her. Thanks Hanom.

We had lunch at Fish & Co. Served by the weirdest waiter in the world. And I'm being kind. When he first spoke to us, I swear I thought he was taking the mickey. But he kept up the gay-step-stewardess-complete-with-slight-bow-and-emotive-words act the WHOLE time. I was really quite unnerved. And Hanom was no help. The moment he opened his mouth, she was already getting ready to laugh. Oh Ali was there. He is still too, too adorable.

Yesterday was a night at Simpang after so long. It was lovely. I'd almost forgotten how much I love that place. Cute mats everywhere, like we don't get at store. A couple of them attempted to tail us home, but gave up halfway for I don't know WHAT reason!!! Ohwells. Anyways, slenger dude told us that Fakhrul's on holiday, so I can't wait till he gets back to work.

I can't believe school's starting soon. Not looking forward to it, really. And I'm so poor now it's not even funny.

I was at the carpark after work at around one in the morning, and I was smiling to myself because there was a pair of TP hanging around the carpark to conduct checks on the cars. I found it SO HILARIOUS because
(a) not only were there at least two large groups of people hanging around furtively, unwilling to get into their clearly-souped-up cars for fear of being inspected,
(b) but also because I really do hate these groups of earsplitting-engine cars that meet up in that carpark and then go zooming off somewhere else, in a creeping, annoying, noisy line. Like I'm not deaf enough already.

I mean, I actually saw one of the TPs under the hood of a car. Gahahahahaha. Good job! At least I know they're doing something other than antagonising me in the middle of the night at freaking Lim Chu Kang.

Okay, sorry. But really, the groups of modified cars really annoy me! They're noisy, step, AND they blind me to no end with their stupid high-intensity whatever foglights. HELLO. Did I miss any weather reports of foggy conditions? Takder pon. And you can't say I'm being hypocritical because Baby is a black bike with normal lights and I don't have an annoying speaker either. PLUS I don't ride around in groups of ten, blocking three lanes of major roads in the process. *nyehnyeh*

Oh dear this really turned into a tirade against annoyingbodykittedsportscars, didn't it? Well. I speak out against PDA too, sometimes. So. Haha. [If you don't get it, it's fine.]

I really think I should stop being so hate-able at work. I get annoyed at the stupidest things, and then I get annoying myself. Like the other day, a deaf customer who refused to respond to my calls of his java chip frap. So I went: "Hi, java chip frappuccino! [no response] Hi, java chip frappuccino! [no response] Hi, java chip frappuccino! [no response]" I was actually about to launch into a third chant, but Don made me stop. And the cute guy infront of him was laughing.

Today I was annoyed again. I made two venti chocolate cream chips and I was calling them out. "Chocolate cream chip! [no response] [in two decibels lower] Okay, ignore me.." YZ had a talk with me after that because apparently the guy was there and he was sniggering. Wow, you can snigger at my comments but you can't respond when I call your drink?

I haven't seen Dan in awhile, I wonder where he disappeared to.

The US Navy is in town. You can always tell. They're in the trains, in the clubs, in my store asking for white chocolate mocha and paying with Navy credit cards. It always breaks my heart a little to say that we don't have white chocolate in Singapore. I mean, having tasted the Spinelli's one--and subsequently drinking at least one each day--it's my favourite, too.

I missed venti no-whip add-sleeve caramel frap guy today because he came by earlier, apparently. =( He's really such a pleasant fixture to look at. I hope he'll be around tomorrow.

Okaylah tu je. I've been wanting to go for a secret shopping spree [secret because my boyfriend shouldn't know about it] but seriously, no time. I wake up just in time for work, and by the time I'm done, the shops are closed. I've been wanting to eat at Fish&Co too, but same setback.

Excuse me, cute guys, please apply at SB-LT. I'm dying of boredom and non-hesitation here. And "Can you STOP hiring girls?!?!" has become a daily chant by me to the managers.

Well that's it bye.

Ha! I'm back!

Both Caramel Brothers are here, I am so in love right now it's not even funny. But if I really had to choose, I'd pick the younger one. Both of them are waaay cool without even trying, but the younger one is hip-hoppy. The older one looks like he might crush me in bed [if he even deigned to get in bed with me, which is so not happening, so don't worry], so that makes him second pick.

My brother is stuck at home with chicken pox, and guess what. I've never actually had chicken pox before in my life, so I'm kind of at risk here. They say it gets more unbearable as you grow older. And although I had a chicken pox vaccine before one of my major exams [Primary Six or Sec Four], I'm still a little worried.

Oooh. Yesterday I finally hit Ikea Tampines since it opened. It's huge. There was this four-poster bed display that I fell in love with. It's just so fresh and charming. And there was a $600 rocking-sofa-chair which I almost bought with my own money. Once you get on it, you'll never want to get up. They're discontinuing the line, so if I really want to get it, I better get it quick. If any hot, rich guys out there are secretly in love with me, now's the time to come out, okay?

I have mottled [?] skin from a five-hour tanning session. It's so sad. I hope that one day it'll get back to normal. You know, if there's any disease I might die of, I think it would be skin cancer.

I haven't watched any movie in months, it feels. So sad.

OOOOOOOHHH on Saturday the hockey boys were in store. You know, Aidil and friends. Unfortch, I only know Aidil personally, so too bad. Haha. But I have to say, seeing a certain Pasir Ris-ian again was great. He still looks as hot as he ever did. I'm trying to recall the details involving the first time I saw him, but I can't seem to. It wasn't on the train, right? That was another guy. Hmmm.

Sometimes I miss those public transport days. Just sometimes.

Speaking of public transport, yesterday I was on 12 home from City Hall, and a few banglas were on it too. Then there was this chinese auntie-ish [around 30s or 40s, I know she has a talking son] who I swear was trying to pick up one of them. She was basically making conversation with him, asking him about his phone line, and whether he can cook or not, and how he would rate his cooking. It was just highly distracting listening to all that. I mean, she has a son. WHY is she trying to pick up a bangla worker. Or what could all her constant questioning mean, if she's not trying to pick him up?

Wow. I thought it'd be hard getting back into this blogging thing, but it's not. I've been flooding the partners' comm book with "entries", just cos it's easier to write there. No tagboard, no internet access requirement..

And now my alarm is going off so I gots to go. BYE.

Just dropping a note from Andy's laptop at work. Haha.

I'm still sick, it's so annoying. Yesterday I tried on about six dresses and a romper from River Island and I bought one of them. Plus a pair of Jellies in transparent. Modern-day Cinderella slippers. When I was younger they didn't have any big enough for my large child feet, so I'll get them now to make up for it.

I can't buy sale items cos mostly they don't have my size. But it's okay. I don't mind buying full-priced items. I don't like sale crowds anyway. Actually I don't like any kind of crowd except for the mid-sized clubbing crowd. Haha.

Also, I haven't been clubbing since the stupid ban, sedihnyer. So much for my plans to go check out the scene after the smoking ban. I was SO excited about it. Ohwell.

Okay my break's up, bye.

Don't say you will, if you won't.

Just a little something I live by.

So it's been a while since I last blogged, and I guess it took a huge thing to irk me badly enough to blog here.

Yesterday was the big day. I invited a few close friends, because, you know, it's not my wedding, and I even sent a couple of them real invitations, through the mail. This was at least a month ago, and then I bumped into another friend a week or so back, and I invited him too.

But wow, the one who showed up fifteen minutes before it started was the last-minute invite, my beloved Dodol and his girlfriend! Followed [hours apart] by Amin and Hanom.

Well, you know, it's an invitation and all, so you have every right, and then some, to decline. But I invited you, and you said yes, and some even followed up with offers of helping, etc. Friday night I was messaging and calling everyone, because Dodol was the only one who contacted me first. And nobody replied. Till like, two in the morning; noon the next day! So like, what were you doing when I called, anyway? You slept at midnight and woke up at noon?

So, what did you do, you forgot? Wow. If I invite you to my wedding, will you forget about it too? I wouldn't be surprised, really. There were even a couple of them who didn't turn up and didn't bother telling me.

Considering everyone accepted the invitation gracefully [and considering how we all attended Otam's wedding the other time with much anticipation], I was completely appalled.

It's just plain rude, is what it is.

And now I can really have a small wedding, no worries.

Malas to dwell on it, cos ugly thoughts make you uglier. But let's say now I know who I can count on.

I've been wanting to do this post for ages, but I never managed to find the time. Till now.

Well, basically, everybody and his dog knows that I got a major haircut in the last month. The same questions regarding my hair have been asked of me, so I thought I would compile them into this post.


Top Ten FAQs Regarding My Hair

1. Did you rebond it?
Yes, I went for soft rebonding, otherwise it would be pouffy and weird.

2. What made you get this hairstyle?
I've been wanting the Chinadoll-bangs for ages, plus I wanted to hack off all the old, dried-out hair, so it ended up like this.

3. Can I touch it?
Go ahead. It's not a wig.

4. What happens when you wear your helmet?
It depends. Sometimes nothing. Sometimes it'll just stick out at the ends and end up looking sixties.

5. What did your boyfriend say? [Hey, relatives have asked me that!]
Well, he wasn't thrilled, to say the least. Haha.

6. Do you miss your old hair?
No I don't.

7. What shampoo do you use?
Some unknown antidandruff shampoo they gave me at the salon, which doesn't seem to work anyway.

8. You look like Cleopatra.
Thanks.

9. You look like CleoFATra.
Thanks.

10. Isn't it hot?
Yes, as a matter of fact, it gets hot under the bangs. But ohwell. Small price to pay.

Bonus Question: How much did it cost?
Don't ask.

This was from Shafa's blog.

IF YOUR LIFE WERE A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE?

So, here's how it works:
1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, iPaq etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie and try to pretend you’re cool...

01 - OPENING CREDITS: Favorite Flavor - LL Cool J f Mary J Blige
02 - WAKING UP: Cenderawasih - 2D
03 - FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL: Intan - Dzul Rabull Jalil
04 - FALLING IN LOVE: Gimme That - Chris Brown
05 - FIGHT SONG: Grind With Me - Pretty Ricky
06 - BREAKING UP: Semua Tak Sama - Padi
07 - PROM: Doaku Harapanku - Kris Dayanti
08 - LIFE: Darshan - B21
09 - MENTAL BREAKDOWN: So Sick - Ne-yo
10 - DRIVING: Bad Bad Bad - Raghav
11 - FLASHBACK: Papa Jahat - The Fabulous Cats
12 - WEDDING: On Fire - The Game
13 - BIRTH OF CHILD: Mungkin Nanti - Peter Pan
14 - FINAL BATTLE: Hey Sexy Lady - Shaggy
15 - DEATH SCENE: Don't Cha - PCD
16 - FUNERAL SONG: Chica Bonita - Shaggy
17 - END CREDITS: Miss New Booty - Bubba Sparxx


Hehe. Nothing to be embarrassed about, I think.

I had one of my now-rare train rides to work the other day, and I was just busying myself with photos when a set of the MRT Unit walked in at Tampines! Ahhh. Have always loved them. Haha. What were the odds, anyway?




Attended my cousin-in-law's [it's complicated] nikah on Saturday. The dude she's marrying is a Young Lion, so a bunch of Young Lions descended upon the home, in addition to the assortment of relatives from all sides. Eye candy galore, even though I have no interest in the game whatsoever. They kept to themselves, mostly, but the best part was when Hello-Kitty-lookalike [I don't wanna put his real name here for fear of being Googled, I really don't want this to get around] came out of the house and salamed ALL the datuks and pakciks before he left! I was SOOOOOOO awed, and my opinion of him just made an about-turn. In addition to being hot and famous, he's also respectful! How perfect can you get?

Okay enough gushing. I'm sure Nat knows who I'm talking about. Everyone else can ask me personally if you wanna know.




Life back at work has been all right. Yesterday there was a cute guy, maybe late twenties, who chatted to me while I made his hot chocolate. "Sekarang memang tak ramai orang eh?"/"So you get paid hourly right?"/etc. And Bernie and Dan were both around. Well it's just nice to see friendly faces.

Like that Malay dude the other day who insisted I speak to him in Malay cos he feels more comfortable conversing in Malay. But when I used that tactic on his friends, they responded in English. Macam-macamlah.

It hit me last night, how much I'm going to miss LT. Every aspect of working at LT. Parking at Angullia Park/LT multistorey, going to BK, visiting the DBS Autolobby.. It begins to hurt. Belum genap satu tahun, and you decide to close on me! Sedihnyer.

Anyway it's almost a given that the two of us will be at One Fullerton, which is some consolation.

Okaybye!

One year ago on this night..

..we met on the dancefloor.

Life's been just peachy, Alhamdulillah.

I went to PS the other night and met with some trouble parking Baby in the tiniest space imaginable. This cute mat Gilera was watching at first with a sympathetic smile on his face. Then as I started to sweat, he gave me helpful instructions. But that didn't go over too well either, so he said, "Nak saya tolong?" and I gushed, "Oh ya thanks!" before the words were even halfway out his lips.

So he got on the bike with good grace, and parked it beautifully for me. I didn't really see how he did it cos I was too busy looking down at his peach/pink sneakers. And no, no number-exchanging. I poured out words of gratitude, he said no-problem, and zoomed off.

But he was cu-uuuute.




That night was another Simpang night, and while on the way home, I was just thinking, Haaa last time roadblock kat sini.. Sekali I realised there was some sort of jam going on, and a few metres down I realised it was a roadblock. My third, btw. This was a selective roadblock again, so I thought they stopped all P-plates but no, after stopping me and Amin, they let this P-plate Phantom go!!!

Okay takper, I just surrendered the necessary documents and stuff. But even after they were done with Amin, they weren't done with me. I panicked inwardly, cos I was wondering whether it had something to do with the Lim Chu Kang roadblock. But the malay dude who was handling my stuff said to me, "Sorry eh, pasal kat license ader tunjuk 3A, tapi biler I screen takder 3A.." I shrugged it off, since I wasn't in a hurry or anything, and I had fun looking around at the other stopped vehicles. But inside I was thinking, "..biler I screen.." ke pe.. Haha. And there was a car that was stopped on suspicion of drink-driving. SO COOL.

Sorry, I'm of the train-wreck mentality.



Today we watched JPB [it's really Atikk's fault that I'm scared now] with Hanom, Natasha and friends. TOO FUN, espesh the noisy makcik infront who was discussing the plot with her husband who was two seats away.

Ask and you shall receive.

[backlog from last week]
My Lonerguy Mood is joyous.
My MBB Mood is rindu.

Exam Week has been pretty good so far. Studying at DTE--Pizza Hut mats, Boy [who asked me, "Bawak moto ape?"], and a smattering of Wild Wild Wet mats. Three glorious exams with Lonerguy. The last of which featured him kitty-corner to me. And which ended off with a not-so-romantic lunch at SP. Hehe.

Nights at Simpang. Lovely lovely lovely. Abang Fakrul and cute Faizal with the glasses and of course, Atikk's very own Abang Apoi. HAHA. And the assorted cute guys. I <3 Simpang so much it's not even funny.

Mechanic's hot as usual. Paid him the regular monthly visit, and Nat very kindly took a photo for me--which is still in her phone, unfortch. And the next night he sent me a goodnight forward. Hehe. Cute lah that one. So quiet and unassuming.



I've been faithfully returning to DTE, hoping to see Boy again, but no go. I'm not giving up, though.



I lovelovelove my new hair. Some people now have the illusion that I'm cute! *jumps around*