It’s Saturday already?!
It’s back to my usual partying la di da.
I’m starting to dislike Poppy… it’s freaking crowded.
People are stepping on my toes leftrightcentre.
My poor tootsies… *ooch*
On Thursday,
Loowee got drunk again.
Tim: Where are your car keys?
Loowee: I dunno.. i dunno… someone took them.
Me: *looks on floor* Well it’s not around here, are you sure?
Loowee: Yea, i don’t have it!
Tim: Ok ok, check his pockets la…
*Tim proceeds to check Drunk Loowee’s pockets*
After two minutes of scurried searching…
Tim: What’s that in your hand…?
*points at metal object sticking out of Loowee’s fist*
Loowee: er…
Me: It’s his car keys!!! *URGH*
Tim: ARgh, idiot. Joyce, go blog bout this k.
“go blog about this.” ??? hahaahahaaaa !! poor Loowee, now everyone knows him! p/s : you should have just grab the car keys and speed off without him!