Tuesday, January 19, 2010
@ 8:07 AM
Red wine ; convict gaga-p.
Met the GG and crew last weekend for the birthday celebration.
Obviously, they wanted to give me belated birthday celebration. Right?
Like who in this world want to give this hot dude birthday a skip?
I bet no one would raise up their hand in the air right now.
So yeah, we spent three freaking hours in there singing our heart and soul out.
From malay songs to english songs.
I still remember that we start off with Lady Gaga's Paparazzi.
And soon the jiwangs came in such like Tragedy October.
Like omg, I can't believe I just sang that.
In which it has only crossed over my mind like once.
As usual, I'm always late.Supposed to be at the station by four
and I was still at home deciding which bag when it was already four
had a quick run to the bus stop, in which I didn't run actually just brisk walk
And I wasn't given any seat at the train.
Like my dad paid the ez-link and I didn't get any seat
Waste my money.
Just to play safe, I actually pulled the GG bag
because I was afraid if I were stucked in the middle of the closing door
or being seperated from them
So you are pleased to imagine how kiasu I am pulling GG bag and pushing the other Kiasuan away
I think SMRT has already beaten NYC Subway.
Probably-maybe, will have another round on the feb 6th
the shortest crew turning eighteen
made any difference because the creature still like my shoulder height
no matter how old that creature is.
No offence, but it's a fact.
And little bad or rotten news because I have a UT that particular morning
Freaking Saturday morning sitting for a test. Hah.
Only people like elfirah would be happy.