The Beatles are lying.

Can't buy me love as sung by The Beatles.
They are obviously lying.
This shoes are love.

Reebok Freestyle Hi Easter Classic Shoe Womens

Jessica Simpson Women's Roxi

"Pleaser" Hot Pink Gloss Pump 5" inch Heel

Laura Poretzky's Tompkins Wedge

Pending.

Shocker.

I am bewildered to hear about the death of Chris Benoit.

Shit. I rooted for that guy in each of his match and now he's RIP.

I am going to miss the Crippler Crossface and that smile which reveals(ed) his missing tooth.

Damn. I don't give a hoot about what the press is saying, says, or said about the double murder.

For all I know, he's a legend. And I will always remember him as that.

P.e.r.i.o.d.
*

Onto another sad note,

Troll has pack his bags and is heading back to his home, the States.

What a waste. I was just enjoying his company.

Tata-titi-tutu Sprute.

You lucky bastard.

Proot...

Before laxatives: Constipation
After laxatives: Diarrhoea

Why must things surface in the last minute?
Matriculation package to be sent this Monday.
(Read: 25th June!)
And I've just got hold of it today. Bollocks.

And... what? Today is Saturday?
Doesn't feel like it.

Psst... Anyone knows where I could get that extra long black leggings that end at the ankle?
Not those opaque and translucent ones.
That I have plenty. I want this.

Someone tell me now. Please... oks?
Night Dollybirds.

When you turn mid twenties.

He had it planned for us to dine at Figs & Olive.

But when we were nearing Simei, we gave away the idea of going to Vivo.

Eatzi Steakhouse and Bistro. It was a heavy meal.

For me at least; what with starters, main course and dessert thrown at my face, in one go.

Nonetheless, my favourite part of all was when I forced him to chow down my Chocolate Mousse Cake with his eyes closed.

And lucky me, I got his reactions, expressions, and rest, on video.

And boy was he delighted and taken by surprise!
*

The word was well done. But I guess it slipped our minds. Tsk.

hoNey came to a conclusion that their cooking have a little of a Malay "lauk" taste.

I particularly like this picture of him. Ahaha.

Yummy! Erm. That's like chocolate right?

This man sure does love his food.
*
To the man who just turned 25, may you look ever young!
May Allah protect you and may us be together always.
InsyaAllah.
*
Happy 25th Birthday hoNey!

A dedication.

Up till today, I am still receiving birthday wishes.
To the friends, the cousins, the guy, the makciks, the stranger, THANK YOU all.
And yes.. the popular greetings include my petite ness -
How I am a year older but not an inch taller. Thanks eh. Tsk.
Enough about my birthday already.

*
Now, Happy 21st to Rahman anak Zainal!
Mang mang mang, you are oldla!
I wonder if he have made a booking for a midnight R21 movie?
Tsk. See you soon with your Susu cap teko!

*

2 days...

He took my camera and didn't return it until 18th June. So my sony cybershot was unable to snap pictures of us on 17th June. Brothers. Bummer.
*
*Pictures are taken using phone camera*
*

Thank you hoNey for Breeks.
And thank you for Arnolds' today.

*

For everything, thank you once again.
It's nice to have a guy. Tsk.
You know I love you right?
And yes, I do hear you say, "In two days".
: )

Exhausted.

I am pooped from 3 straight days of celebrating the birthday.

To Bestie Fidz, Diana, Naz, Sue. Thanksla korang!

From the kiwi, peach and strawberry cake, the Canadian pizza and fried chickens, the fruit tarts, the brownies and the presents of course.

And I heard someone burnt her fingers while trying to light this.

I guess blogs do come in handy!
It's just the cake I want!

The people who made it happen.

The "tanned" grizzly bear and the talking sunflower.

*
It must have been taxing preparing all this.

And the waiting for the birthday girl to arrive.

But we are even considering you guys made me carry all that home!

I hate you people for that. puik!

17th June. I am twenty.

It wasn't planned. At all.
Ct texted and said she got a car. She offered us all to go rounding.
I wasn't sure that I was going.
I had the day planned with hoNey.
But he got called up for work, on his leave.
Bollocks. I know.
*

Went home and showered after some shopping at Chinatown.
Met Ct and Cra at 10.
Had Mcdonalds until my last seconds of being a teenager.

*In the car*

Darlin: O'oh, 1 more hour to go.

Diah: 1 more hour to what?

Darlin: To my birthday.
Diah: Wah! Da 18!
Kona: Diah! Kakak la yang 18!
The rest laughed their heads off.
The six of us camwhored all the way.
Greatness I tell you. Too say that I enjoyed myself would be an understatement.
And to think I am not into nightlife but camwhoring in the wee hours is pure fun.

Running fast in the rain to avoid paying another $1.73 per minute was pure adrenaline rush.

*While running*

Ct: Shitla.All together $12plus!

The rest: What?!! So expensive?

*After passing through the system*

All of us: Only $3.15?! Biar betul!
And the laughter continues throughout the drive home.

Singing in the car was pure madness.
*Hei hei you you*
Muacks la korang.

Ct with her Subaru.

The people in the backseat.

The supper at Macdies.

That 20th Birthday cake.
Purely coincidental that Ct mother asked her to bring along.

And they sang me a Happy Birthday song.
How lovely....

Kona, Cra, Darlin.

Ct, Eein, Diah.

The aftermath of hungry pigs.

Ct, the sergeant. Kona, the selenge cadet.

Six cousins. Six maniacs.

Diah with her red top and red fire extinguisher.

Ct with her green top and the green bin.
Darlin with the blue top and the blue bin.


It was as if nobody was looking.

The policeman was looking and getting suspicious.

The five budak keciks.
Although I am the oldest among them. Tsk.

We wanted to jump.

But there were people passing by. Tsk.

And when no one was looking.

1, 2, 3... GO!

We jumped alot.

Now we're just catching our breath.

Diah and her possessed face. Creepy.

Pure madness. Certified camwhores.

We stole that trolley. Okie okie. We did give it back.
*
I can't wait for later.
To the five of you, thank you.
I am twenty.
And I am loving it.
For now : )

a day away from a day old.

Zam Zam or Victory.

We chose Victory all the time.

But I'm having doubts now. We went on Thursday.

Now it's 5am Saturday morning and I'm still having tummyaches.

Bad bad curry. Urgh. This is a first.

We are camwhores.

Today's date read 16th June.

Come tomorrow, teenage years will be a thing of the past for me.

I am hyperventilating.

His would be in 5 days time.

Mid twenties. tsk.

I wonder whose birthday will be harder to grasp.

Mine or his. You reckon?

With Love.

Graduation. Preparation for the ceremony was an agony. Ask hoN. He will tell you the ordeal that I had to go through finding the perfect FORMAL WEAR.

The six-est. Three years of my life with them. From left: Ju Mummy with daughter Ika, Putri, Susu cap teko, Syura bam2, Darlin and Dolly anak dollah.

And then there were three left to camwhore.

Dad and Mummy. Thank you for for everything.

*

And in case you are wondering what I wore underneath that Graduation attire...

I know. It's not formal at all.
Heck none of the six-est wore formal.
All eyes were on us when we walked down the slope to the waiting room. Tsk tsk.
It was our day; so why abide by the "appropriate attire" rules.
I adore my members. I hope to see them dollybirds again. Soon.

Seven days hoN.