I was so busy staring at Sya's friend that I nearly walked into a pillar.

It breaks my heart, it does.



Yesterday I went to school, went tanning for two hours at Downtown East and got sunburned, watched Bratz with Hanom, went clubbing at DblO, and ended off at Afghan Mac's for two large ice lemon teas.

Everything was SO fun! I tried the new Roasted Almond and Chocolate latte from Spinelli's, and tanning was hebat because it pretended to drizzle at first but then the sun came out, therefore-->burnt. No cute guys though. WWW lifeguards macam gross. And everyone else=kids. Manjen kids. Takyah, thanks. Okay, there were two manjen hotbods at the pool with yummy tans, but neither stayed long enough to have an impact on me.

Bratz was terrific. So colourful and stuff. But it's obviously targeted at 10-year-old girls. And I can't tell if the Super Sweet Sixteen thing is a jibe at MTV, or a tie-in. Macam banyak blatant advertising going on in the movie. Jade is gorgeous though, and Sasha even more so.

AND, guess who we bumped into after the movie?!?!?! No, you see, we were walking out of the theatre, into the L9 lobby. And from a distance, I noticed this cute guy who looked vaguely familiar. And then he started smiling at me so I slapped myself [inwardly, of course], thinking Why would a cute guy smile at me? Then I realised it was Alfie!!! HAHA. From BC! Totally mans. He's as adorable as ever, with the crooked teeth contrasting greatly with his baby-smooth, radiant skin. You rock, Alfie.

Afterwards we had ayam penyet, and again, no cute waiters, HELLO.

THENNNNN...DBLO!!! I love DblO, I do. I parked next to this RXZ with a sticker saying "Urgently required: Female pillions" but not having a pen handy, I left a lipgloss print in his IU. Haha. Aku giler. Let's hope it's not some random tak-sadar-diri pakcik. Anyways yea it was fun. Beribu guys, cos it was the 15th, haha. And therefore lots of cute guys. A fight broke out about three people away, but I was unharmed, thank God. And the locker queue after that wasn't too long either.

We didn't hang around after like we usually do, because macam aku HAUS GILER for Mac's ILT. So we zoomed off almost immediately after. The normal way, of course, which entailed going directly through the weary clubbers just leaving DblO. A group of mats were crossing the road. "Hey, baik ah!" shouted a cute one from the selection. I smiled and raised my hand in acknowledgement. HAHA.

Yeah then we were at Afghan Mac's for the post-DblO debrief. Haha. Zul was working, thankfully, and so was Telefon. And another dude who looks like Sharip Dol. HAHAHAHA. Not a compliment, obviously. And Tel offered us McWings and McSpicy, "U, nak makan tak? Ni ada.." and he actually walked over to personally hand us the McWings. After that he said, "U, nak hot dog?" when actually these hot dogs were fictional.

"Tanak hot dog, nak sausage," I replied. HA! Amek kau obat! Aper ni menggatal? He obviously has a girlfriend(s?) judging by the way dier bergantung on the phone ALL THE TIME.

But yeah, Zul is cute.




Well I'm sleepy. Duh. Tak cukup tido pe.

I was at the bike shop this afternoon. It was raining AND Steven wasn't there. I was desperate. So I asked the malay guy [customer, not mechanic] sitting at the table, "Steven takde eh?" and there it began. He's a 30-something abang who rides a black GSX-R, and he was basically talking to me the whole time, about bikes and some miscellaneous stuff, such as whether or not I have a boyfriend.

"Takkan Ain takde boy, lawar-lawar gini.."

Haha. It was funny. But he was nice. And at least he was someone to accompany me while I waited for Steven. And he helped me push the bike into the shop and asked the other mechanic to pasangkan the fairing. So nice. He said he's been with the shop since 1988. 1988! I was two years old! OMG.

How old does that make him anyway? Should be 30-plus right? Prolly married with kids, by the looks of it.

Well while I was leaving, he said, "Bawak hati-hati tau.. Bawak pelan je, takyah laju-laju.. Nanti biler-biler abang jumpe Ain lagi eh.." HAHA. Nasib baik he's not actually hodoh. In fact, you can tell by looking at him that he was prolly quite cute about 15 years ago.

Yup tu je. The rest of the day was shitty. Nites.

Yesterday I went tanning and clubbing, in that order. Tanning was definitely better.

Shups, Sally and I went to Cafe Del Mar. I really do think the malay dude is cute. But whatever. Obviously he goes for girls with hot bods, so I might as well give it up. Haha. But the weather was just perfect, and the view was gorgeous as usual. I love Cafe Del Mar because it doesn't feel like Singapore in there. I don't get out of the country much, so I go for places that make me feel like I'm somewhere else.



And I went to MoS at night. UGH. Everywhere was crowded! There were jams here and there, and we had to queue for-freaking-ever to get in, and then there were hardly any mats because manjens and foreigners were taking up space. The cage was literally packed, with no room to move a butt muscle, let alone dance. I will never ever club on a public holiday eve again.

Anyway, 50% of the time, clubbing leaves me feeling depressed. So what's the point? It's God's way of helping me stop, perhaps.

More of the usual at Afghan Mac's on Saturday night. And once again, I had to pee, so I rode to Tampines Mart, something I'm already getting used to so it's okay. There was only one abang McDelivery outside this time. So anyways, I was done, walked out, and ran into one of the Afghan McDelivery guys! And even though he was on the phone, he went, "EH! Cepatnya dah sampai sini? Naik apa?"

I said, "God, lelaki, are you stupid? By magic carpet, of course!" No, I didn't really say that, I said tamely, "Naik moto.."

And then he asked [he's still on the phone, btw], "Naik moto aper?"

Now how could he be that blind? We park our bikes pretty near the Mac's, so you know, they should know. Nampaksah nak get more words out of me. :S

Anyways, when he returned to Afghan Mac's, he completely ignored me like I wasn't even there. GOD. What a pakai-buang guy.

Two more weeks till the end of school! Three more weeks till Khai comes home! Yey!

Oooh and I bumped into Ahmad [Mubarak] at the Angullia Park carpark.

I got my first Brazilian today! [Yeah, I know, overshare, but who cares? My blog, my rules.] It didn't even hurt that bad la, I was all scared for nothing. This rocks man! I can finally go for real tanning without having to worry about things poking out. *jumps around* In fact, I think I'll go next week. Sun, let's make a date for next week okay?

Yesterday I was studying at Afghan Mac's with Dayah and OMG, I had to pee so badly and they'd already closed the toilet, so, adamantly refusing to go to the coffeeshop toilet, I got on the bike and rode to freaking Tampines Mart to pee. Unfortch for me, a bunch of McDelivery mats and their skanky minah-groupies were macam hanging around outside. Buat semak je. Whateverlah eh.

I finally tried the "Mega Mud" at Megabites yesterday. And no, that's not the opposite of "Super Minah". WAHAHA. It's pretty nice. It's not a mudpie, according to my imagination. But it's nice anyway. Like the brownie with ice-cream, except a little less brownie. That's why it's cheaper.

I had the grand idea of studying at store just now, but apparently mak has implemented a don't-go-in-the-back-room-if-you're-not-on-shift rule. And what's the point of studying at store if you can't walk in and out? So I didn't. I left before the jam. Heheh.

Did I mention Khai called me yesterday too? Well, Khai called me yesterday too! Yey! I love it when he calls.

Okay off to study!

I've been busy. Busy doing what? Busy avoiding school, getting into bike accidents, and spending time with Khai. Busy overnighting at school, at An's place, at Hanom's. Busy hanging at Simpang, shopping and bumming around at home.

I can't go for practicals because I'm in mild pain, and I suck enough when I'm in tiptop physical condition, so let's give it some time. I can't seem to do my work at home, but I don't want to study outdoors by myself. I miss Khai so much I keep cursing my phone inwardly for being so silent.

Thank God for friends, who help distract you. On Saturday night I went out driving with Atikk and Dayah. We went to Al-Ameen Bukit Timah where we had naan, yums. But the next table had this whole spread of food, with soups and macam all sorts of dishes we wished we'd ordered. And they topped it off with ice-cream goreng, which we just had to have. After that Atikk let me drive to KAP. Haha. All I can say is, nasib baik tak banyak kereta.

Then we drove to school and passed by a fatal accident at Clementi. Inalillah. And I spent the rest of the night working on lab report. Next morning, I went to get a couple of photos printed and the two angels had breakfast with me at Afghan Mac's while waiting for Khai to wake up. In the meantime, we watched the 90387540274 near-crashes at the irresponsibly-designed carpark. Highlight being the pakcik in a Wish which nudged a McDelivery mat's bike, *CRASH!* Worst part was, he got out of the car and immediately started on the poor guy. Well maybe it was the abang McDelivery's fault for parking there when he's not supposed to, but STILL. Kau yang langgar dier per Wish! Tak sadar diri kau tu besar ke? Tak dengar back sensor beeping its ass off ke? The least you could do is give a grudging sorry before terus marah-marah dier pe. It's his livelihood, man.

Well, Atikk sided with the Wish, as usual. So aku malas nak layan. I know where my loyalties lie. It was a pretty big drama though.

Yeah what an exciting Saturday/Sunday.

Dah lama tak update. But Chem Jalan Raya was great. JUST GREAT. Woohoo! Nak lagikkkkk.







Thanks Nat for the photos. Woohoo! Let's go KTV next!

Time for..

The Ain Awards 2007

I shall dispense with the award descriptions because everyone knows them by now.

The Hitlist [in no order of merit]
1. Lonerguy
2. MBBK
3. Cute Boy
4. Thomas France
5. Spinelli's guy
6. PRL
7. Daanish
8. Awun
9. A'an
10. Khai
11. Hafez
12. My Mechanic
13. Rizal
14. Caramel Brother #1 [frap]
15. Caramel Brother #2 [bar]


Most Perfect
Nominees:
Lonerguy
Thomas France
Awun

And the winner is.. Awun, just because he's talldarkhandsome, supercool and speaks English.



Most Missed
Cute Boy
Awun
Hafez

This goes to.. Awun again, sorry. I used to see him at work all the time and now I DON'T! It's just sad.




Most Charming
Lonerguy
Cute Boy
Spinelli's guy
Rizal

This goes to Cute Boy pasal dia pandai ambik hati sampai dia meremukkan hatiku yang fragile ini, such that it took me longer to get over him than Amin.




Cutest [Little Boy]
MBBK
A'an
Hafez

The winner is undoubtedly A'an, with his short stature and funny teeth and kiddy mannerisms. Yey. Ignore the tattoos.



Cutest [Model]
Lonerguy
Thomas France
Daanish

Daanish wins, because he looks like Utt!




Nicest-looking
PRL
Khai
My Mechanic

My Mechanic is the nicest-looking one of all! All that dyed hair and strong arms and innocent handsome face. I *heart* you, Ah-Long!



Nicest
Spinelli's guy
PRL
Khai

And this award goes to PRL for being so adorably-nice every time I see him. Inviting me to join him even though he's with his friends, being all polite and cute, he rawkssss.




Current Favourite
Lonerguy
Awun [even though dier dah lama menghilang]
Khai

I regret to say that Current Favourite has been held over this year due to emotional complications.




Subsidiary Awards:

The Siren's Apron award, given to the cutest partner I know personally, goes to Rizal of course. Haha.

Second Sun in the Morning goes to the first person who makes my day most frequently, i.e. Spinelli's guy!!!

The Captain Green Daun is awarded to MBBK for being the cutest, friendliest, cheekiest cleaner-supervisor I know.

Playa of the Year award goes to Cute Boy for building me up, just to break me down.

The Queer Eye for the Straight Guy I bequeath to Lonerguy for always noticing everything about me, i.e. gold dust, bracelet, jeans, etc.

The Siren's Tail award, given to the cutest customers I love, this year jointly awarded to the Caramel Brothers [who aren't really brothers after all]!

Finally, the Dunlopillo award goes to my favourite walking human pillow, Khai!



And that's the end of another year of cute, remarkable guys who have made my life less boring by that much. Thank you for tuning in and I hope we meet again next year in good health and happiness.

I saw posters for Oktoberfest around science just now, and you know what? One of the features was "sausages (halal)" and I died because wow, halal sausages are such a draw to a Muslim who drinks! Oh. Merepek.

The Megabites auntie says I have lost weight. Aper je. It's a flattering cut, is all. Haha.

I spotted Fir at the carpark just now, wonder what he's doing here.

Speaking of brothers, this morning I gave my brother a lift to school cos he was macam late. He woke up at eight when he was supposed to be in school at eight. So I jokingly offered him a lift, but I was jolted out of my sleepiness when he actually accepted! Therefore, I was unable to put on makeup, wax, or any sort of beauty aid that would make me passable for human consumption.

Raya was boring as balls. But malam raya was nice. Except for I didn't interact with any cute mats, sedih kan? Ohwell there's always clubbing. I have another embarrassing video of Atikk to add to the collection. Yey.

I went out with Naz and Mat last night. Weird kan? But it was practically Naz's first time in Pasir Ris, so I decided to macam honour her presence and all. Even though it was the middle of ANTM8. Well but everywhere in Tampines was closed. So we went to Simpang. Where my beloved Spize was closed.

Ended the evening off at An's! So fun! But now I'm tired nak mamps.

Eight hours to malam Raya!

Are you excited?

I hate Raya but I love Ramadhan. Malam Raya sort of combines the two, cos it feels like Ramadhan but it's already Syawal, it's terrific.

Ok bye!

Macam malas to study for the two midterm tests I have later. So here I am.

I am, by the way, addicted to skypigeon. It's just a driving-directions Google map, but I love it to bits! Such detail. Such ease of use. Such great speed.

So anyway, yesterday I was pulling a 12-10 at work. I did bar after buka, but not alot of drinks, so I spent the time being amused by the group of mats who were waiting at the bar for their frap drinks. It was quite funny, you know, cos I was making like, say, a tall latte, but I could overhear their mat comments and all. And I just found the whole situation highly amusing. Plus Raudhah forgot to give one of them his receipt. So semua macam terkial-kial. And I was just standing there trying not to smile. Which is a first, for me right? At work I'm usually trying to smile, not trying not to smile.

Yeah and a couple of them were cute la, but it was the less-cute one with the blonde hair yang macam, kept staring.

After work I got changed and went to BK to meet Khai and A'an. And the same group of guys were still sitting outside, still staring at me [according to Khai, and also according to the weird feeling I got]. Espesh si blonde one. Then I didn't know whether to smile or look away, or..? Well. That was fun though. Although my favourite was the short dude in black.

Why do all the cute guys have to smoke?

I'm so incredibly sleepy, it's amazing I don't bump into pillars.

Anyways I know I'm several days late for the Ain Awards pre-awards, so I'll just skip to the main one on the 20th yea. Hang in there. [Sudahlah, as if anyone actually cares.]



Riding was a hoot, by the way. Even though I embarrassed myself by arriving at 1245 and arguing with Bahawdin that it WAS my slot. Haha. When I came back at 235, he carried on a whole long conversation with me about my braces. And later Kamsani was talking to me about the weather. And some driving instructor grinned at me from inside the car. Etc. But no peers nak bebual ngan aku. Sedih.

I was marginally annoyed though, by a pair of mats who were doing revision and semua nak buat together lah! So they'd stop and wait for each other, or slow down and wait for the other one to catch up, go to all the same courses and never took a break, not once. [Speaking of, BP was so cute, he told us he understands if we don't fast but we're not allowed to sit in the canteen drinking, we have to macam drink out of sight.] Like, aper je. You two are guys. Let's not be gay here. Semua nak kena buat together-gether ke pe. Where's the sense of independence? I mean, I get it if you wanna map out your route together or something, but why do you have to wait for each other? Nanti dahbis lesson bole bebual pe. Just go ahead first la.

Wow. Actually I'm not that angry at them lah, I'm just being cranky pasal other external factors *cough*ladydrivers*cough*. Well. My God is just, she will get what she deserves.

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.