“You’re like an anti-alarm. Getting out of bed is so difficult with you in it!”
I think being an anti-alarm is a double-edged sword.
Evil but nice at the same time.
I like being an anti-alarm.
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One of the first people i went to catch up with was RowdyRudy. We headed for Chilli’s in KLCC and laughed over Guinness pints and tequila shots. At 4pm. We’re allowed. We’re adults and we can do whatever we want haha.
At one point, we were excitedly blabbering over a secret when he went, “Alright!” and high-fived me.
And we both burst out laughing.
“I can’t believe we just had a high five moment! ” he grinned.
Our friendship has taken on to the next level, for sure.
Come to think of it, the boys in Saigon showed me their secret sign for which girls to avoid while we were clubbing.
You know you’ve become one of the guys when they start high-fiving and sharing Avoid-That-Chick signs.
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3 Girls, a Bottle of Wine
and a Cup of Coke.
I stole that line from Ash’s FB. Woman damn semangat FB-ed the pics right away.
Went out to Mansion last night to catch up with just the two of them.
Amazingly, we layaned diri in an almost-empty club.
Non-smoky, big empty silver lounges and pillows, a bottle of shiraz between QueenKanch and i, Coke for Ash, fantastic music that moved from some serious retro (they played One Way Ticket! Phwoar.) to progressive dance – we were set.
“Eh your top is nice.”
“Yellow!”
“Yellow is in wut now.”
“Is it?”
“Yeah. I just avoid it cos i feel like Ronald McDonald if i wear it -_-“
Hey you can see my tiny cassette necklace from Kraftgrafik.
All the space you need
Me playing my imaginary piano.
MaryBerry was missing cos she had work the next day.
Hmm that’s right. Us three are… officially unemployed. For now.
AshleyTheMonkey has quit Carat Club and is starting her own jewelry line.
I will be tied down in March (that’s soon..! No more holidays >.<).
And QueenKanch upon graduating, will probably get some job that earns more then the rest of us put together to fund her expensive bags, anti-wrinkle cream and god knows what else.
KinkyPugKevin, in his genuine love for hip hop, has organized this.
I will definitely be going. Not because i like hip hop >.< but because i love Kevin. And it’ll be nice to see Cza in action.
The first time i spoke to Cza was when i interviewed Ahli Fiqir for a feature interview about three years ago.
Despite my superfail memory, i can remember this story he told me – how he painted something for a girl he was crushing on, and when he finished and wanted to give it to her, he couldn’t fit it out through the door frame.
So cute, kan?
I’ve only been away from KL for a while and all these new clubs and bars have been popping up like mushrooms (hmm… mushies.. ). I read the flying thinking, Paradiso? What’s that? Where’s that? Apa ni…!? Lost mouse!
We went to Bounce again last night till it closed (early, i must say, at 12:30 am) before another club (i forgot its name -_-).
Hard core progressive and we were rocking it till we figured we should bounce before getting too drunk.
Tommy had to layan some dude about business so we drank at his table full of men.
It was only later when i realised the other men were all his bodyguards, including this scary-looking motherfucker – short, bald, fierce face.
“That dude looks like he eats babies, man!” commented Alan.
“No shit..!”
I wish i took a quick shot of him so you could see what i mean.
But then he might take a bite out of me
0_o
We went home and i played music from my iPod connected to the speakers and danced till i passed out on the bed next to me.
We all woke up in different rooms this morning -_-
” he grinned.
). I read the flying thinking, Paradiso? What’s that? Where’s that? Apa ni…!? Lost mouse!
