taking a moment just imagining that im dancing with you.
Saturday, November 8, 2008
single taken confused 
km8-ing after so fucking long. madness struck with that lad and i really got my hand squeezing hard his peepeepoo fyi,i fly~ i fly~ *ouh gross! ouh nice! ahakz!*
fucking joke of the night: the server: girls,the three guys over that table bought this bottle for you. roz:o no no! we dont want. so i thought it ended there. as i am too busy eye-locking with that lad. hahaha. but i was wrong. one of the three monkeys walk to our deck: girls,we bought u all this bottle and pls accept it and hope u understand that we dont drink vodka. dont make me feel awkward by walking back with this bottle. (u never drink vodka ure fucking bussiness uh.rite?) roz: oh ok. (and i didnt know why my nanas just zipped up.my oh my!) therefore!!! i walked back to their table. roz: (muka step jgn lupe!) u dont want to feel awkward right? now i walk back with this bottle. thanks btw.
play hard to get. and fyi, we three girls got our own bottle,fuck! the saturday was damn awesome ar with the girls. and thanks to myself for 'step bagus',Sarong(the km8 barstaff) asked if i want bacardi or myers. dengan action nye nye i say 'myers'. eh knn! in the end i fly~ but no one know. =D
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