"Mizah, nak keluar besok?" OK!

So that was Aisyah asking me out for a date.

Zilah tag along with us too. Three of us initially.

But then, we were guarded with a guy by night. Not Aisyahs', not mine.

So you know whose. He is hers, Zilah.

Mini mini shopping at bugis street. Two items for each one of us.

I actually should be having 3 instead. I was so love with this dress at the first sight.

But damn! left only one, and they wanted to sell me the display.

I'm like NO, if it is the display one there, you should be giving me a better price for that.

This dress have been worn by others, just imagine with sweaty armpits, cinoneaak!

So they were unwilling to lower the price down. Rejected. Whatever!

C'mon it is just bugis street, you got to bargain for things. Their rent is not that bombastic.

But at home, the dress still lingers. shit!

After exhaustion and hunger of wandering around the whole of alot shop and crampy place,

we head to Haji Lane to have our dinner.

Ke-merepek-tan tak bole angkat k! ahahahahahahaa.

I don't remember we taking any laughing gas.

Non-stop laughter and shit ass!

We were 5 steps away from the escalator to Bugis mrt and

" wait!!!!! where is my shopping bag????!!!"

everybody was looking down at their hands.

Guess what? I left mine at the cafe! How smart is that?

"Kirekan kita nak kene patah balek ar ni?"

It was so kind of Zilah and Ejal to help me with it, while Aisyah and myself

sat comfortably, waiting.

THANK YOU lar k korang!

earlier that day, I had breakfast with mak and nenek at Jurong.

12:30pm I had to send Shaheen Alisha to school.

My ex school. Shuqun Primary School!

wahh!! OLD SCHOOL kapee.

Excitement and miss the pathway to school, I volunteered to send

this girl to school.

This is what happen when you play with little kid.

They want to show you what they have and make you have fun with it too.

make peace with HULK people.

If he grow bigger and greener, it is too late.