yesterday met up with this gigolo. Azmy Bin Sukiman. Not Supiman ar.
'Supiman bapak sape!!!' haaahhaaha.
While waiting this fella, met up with Diy and Moon. We spent the time gossiping.
Gossip about her boys, her boys and my boy.
First, it starts exciting, come to the end, disbelief. FLOP!
remark like "WTH" "WTF" "OMFG!!" "sial ahhh..."
Lesson learnt: If guys know that he is one HOTstuff, thats it!!!
Back to anak sukiman. the evening at lot1, eat dinner and search
for something decent for a gift to someone. Belated birthday gift.
At last we found something at Cotton on. M or L, L or M? we wasted
the minutes just to get the right size.
Thanks eh mi, for being the 'so-perfect' model for the shirt. XS guy!
and bloody thanks for seeing my future for me.
He told me that in 10 years time i will look like one of the clear-tray-wipe-table aunty.
Her appearance is DAMN funny! Me @ 31 years-old.
We were laughing like nobody business, bang the table cause
its fcuking funny and i almost pee in my pants. SOO BAD! kurang ajar kau!!!
Today, initial was perfect
towards the end, ..............
what I realise is everytime when you do something because i ask you to but
u agreed it, things will always always always turn up this way.
WHYYYYYY? ? ? ?
Be the man, let me be the women.
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