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Hello hello.

How's everyone been?

I am clueless.

Ok so life has been a rather boring affair since i became a fullertonier.

Let's not go there.

Er.

I actually forgot how to blog.

Let me see.

I shall list down in random order, the events of my life for the past few days/weeks/hours or so.


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Breakfast with Mul and Ifrah and pasir ris central on a bustling sunday morning - super singaporean and oh i love the weekend mornings!

Attended the Masjid Khadijah dinner at Furama Riverfront Hotel and had a ball of a time - met up with the gang who went to Umrah together, and it was really heart-warming and pleasant to see each other once again.

Met Imran and had a ball of a time in Central Singapore, walking from one place to another and had dinner at Lau Pa Sat.

Met Safrina for a short lunch date and sat at China Square's swing and swung and swung and swung...until my tummy gave way. (ssshhhh...)

Met Nisa at parkway parade's Mac smoking area without Harry and smoked our blues away....until we realised it was the evening of Nisfu Syaaban and both had to rush home to catch our prayers before 'Isya.

Had a karaoke session with the ex-bf with his bunch of cousins.. it was a totally pleautonic outing until he got cranky for no apparent reason, (no influence of alcohol whatsoever), and started talking pig crapon reconcillation between the both of us which the whole world knows is morally impossible taking into account the immense drama both of us could actually whip up in our ordinary lives. ....So yah, er he started talking pig crap, just to be married two weeks after.

Pure, classic, exampilary BASTARD.


ps: Note that the outing with the ex-bf took up a whole paragraph?? i swear it's that dramatic.


Ok continue.

Visited NewAsia Bar with Syam (my pregnant colleague who needed Shiraz to stimulate her hormones that night for reasons unspoken) and the only highlight of the entire place was it's height (frikkin 71st floor of the god-damn building you kidding me?!!).Seriously. Nothing fantastic.

My pathetic attempt on having a vacation - for a really pathetic excuse - i miss the beach - not entirely happening cos of my lack-of-decisive-nature mind when it comes deciding the next best vacation spot. Krabi or Tioman. Danggggg.

The past people's news catching up on me even though i am not kepo like that and i dislike worming into their shitt. It's just sad that i have to be told of such "look dude, it doesn't bother me." news. Seriously, i don't give a shit.

I have also, officially, become a less tolerant person towards other human beings and have a adopted a new pet ; my super acidic tongue. I don't know where it came from, but i seriously just speak my mind nowadays. Not that it's of any help to anything in my life, just that i refuse to receive nonsense from people. I have become a very solo person in a sense my kepo level has dropped beyond subzero.

Maybe it's my job nature.

Ok so i realise that i speak less and laugh less now, instead i listen,watch and understand more.

So you plastic idiots out there can go and die, literally.

I have nothing much to say now so ta-ta.




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