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Saturday, September 13, 2008 - 1:52 AM
Esplanado

Okay, let me try to recall what i did a few hours back. My memory is getting bad each day. Pfft!

Let's see. I woke up at 4pm. (Gotta excuse me, i always sleep in the wee hours of the morning). Played my guitar. Practiced on my scalings. Err, then, headed off to Khatib to meet boyfriend for break fast at Bugis (Zam Zam) with his bandmates. As always, he's late! Reached Bugis at around 7.45pm. Good thing i bought a small bottle of orange juice to break my fast along the way.

By the time we reached, the bandmates tapau-ed for us murtabak. They decided to go to Esplanade since the place requires a higher demand of seats, by then. So, took the bus to City Hall. Upon reaching, boyfriend and i ate our murtabaks at the rooftop. Sweet kan? I felt as though i didn't have a place called HOME, for a moment. Super uncool lah! But i was damn hungry at the time. So, i didn't give a fuck to the onlookers. After eating, celebrated Sakina's belated birthday as well as boyfriend's (very) advanced birthday. As usual, there will always be something up on my sleeve. Here's when the fun begins!

[insert evil laughter]

I took that piece of cake which Sakina handed over to me. Boyfriend was just behind me. He didn't expect me to do anything. I think, he never thought about it also lah. I quickly turned around and sang him a "Happy Birthday" song while taking a small portion of the cake and rubbed it against his cheeks. Member terus muka sot skjap. Not more than 10 secs, he received another one from Sakina. Then, everybody decided to join in the fun. LOL!

Of course, i got back my retribution. He chased after me like a mad man. Everyone was looking at us. But who gives a fuck? I was trying to make the atmosphere much more fun. So, after all the sabo-ing ended, we decided to move over to the other side of the rooftop and camwhored. (cos there were full of ants crowding over the place where we're sitting. even the cockroach decided to join in the celebration.)















After which, all of them headed for home except for me and boyfriend. Spent the time walking all the way from City Hall to Clark Quay MRT station. And the reason? I was lazy to transit at Dhoby Ghaut MRT station. Not only that, i would not be able to get a seat! Heh!

So yeah. We went on our separate ways from there. Boyfriend had to head off to Tamp to meet Rehmat. He's helping out his uncle to move some stuffs from JB later and will only be back in the afternoon. We exchanged our handphone battery since his gonna die off soon. (It's good to have the same handphone, you know! And no, i'm no longer using the W580i. It's K800i now.) Knowing that my battery is in good condition (unlike his), he took the opportunity to borrow mine. *shakes head*

And then, that's how the day ended. I'm going to miss his annoying disturbances. Like just now, outside Clark Quay station. Hee!