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Tuesday, January 10, 2006 : Wat a wonderful day.... Except the parting part....

At the start of yesterday, I was actually bummed that I couldn't see the girl whom my heart belongs to due to tuitions on my side. But later in the bus, I received a call from my dear saying that her mum and sis went out shopping. Then I became more bummed because turns out I could've met her on that day. Then, i had a marvelous idea.

When I reached home, I confronted my sister and bargained for the position of 2nd place in tuition. And I did it. So, turns out I will be getting to see my dear after all.

Okay we met in the park. Justin was waaay behind due to transportation problems. We chit-chatted, played with a cute, hyper-active, overly-fed caffeine dog and before we knew it, it was already time for justin to go home. Then before I knew it, it was time for me to go home too. Man, time does fly when I'm with her.

I was just about leaving her sight, thinking to myself "Today I've met my darling, nothing can spoil my mood right now, not even..." I didnt manage to finish the thought because my bicycle pedal came out and my foot went crashing right into the floor. That didnt hurt so much.

I picked the pedal up and shoved it in my pocket, thinking to myself "Oh Fuck~! I am in deep shit" . I decided to cycle with 1 pedal. I tell you, it isnt easy. Since the left pedal came out, it puts a bigger strain on your
left(yes i meant left not right) leg trying to make the pedalling cycle balance.

I alternated between pedalling with 1 pedal and pushing my bike. Tiring job. But i managed to pull it off and still be in time for tuition.

Skip to the night.

I was halfway typing the previous post when all of a sudden, justin calls me. We talked. Conversation ended.

Roughly 2 minutes, the most, later, justin called me again, asking me whether I wanna join him for supper. I thought to myself "Sure why not. As long as my parents let me go out at 12am(because it was 12am at that time)". My mum said yes.

Justin's dad, Justin and I went to an indian mamak stall nearby. Not a very impressive stall. Justin and his dad, arguing over something rather small, its actually amusing. Justin was like threatening his dad. He told his dad "Dad, if u support me in going out tomorrow, i won't tell mum that a Girl challenge you to a drinking competition"

His dad replied "You don't talk nonsense ah, justin. I wouldn't do such a thing"

"Eh you told me wan that day!!"

"That day I was just lying to u only"

"Di (thats wat justin calls his dad), don't lie lah, di. You always go for happy hour ah... happy hour happy hour all the time. Open 8 bottles of beer, call 10 girls"

"Justin, you have gone nuts. You've gone crazy lah, justin"

I was laughing all the way.

Then his dad said something that I don't think even my dad would say.
"One day, I bring you for happy hour, wan anot?"
HOLY MOTHER OF GANJA!! AWESOME!!
But then he changed his mind. =.=
"Nolah, if your parents find out, im in big trouble man!!"

Then Uncle Jason (justin's dad) ordered some really impressive stuffs.
"2 telur, s'tengah masak. 1 set roti bakar, tak mau gula, tak mau kaya, hanya mau marjerin"

The waiter was such a fucking noob. He had to repeat the order 3 times then only he nodded and left. Then another waiter came and said "U punya roti bakar mau macam mana?"

"Saye sudah bagi tau itu orang 3 kali!!"
"Sorilah, boss. Dia pekerja baru."
Then Uncle Jason repeated his order. When the roti bakar came, it had kaya and sugar. Haha. He was so pissed man.

"See these bloody idiots, still put kaya and sugar in my roti bakar."

After scolding the waiter again, the roti bakar came as he intended. And that was the end of the day. I went back home and continued typing the previous post. By the time I was done, my eyelids could barely lift my eyes open. So i went to sleep.

Durianboi waited patiently @ 12:06:00 PM;

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