so yesterday wasnt tht happening but it wasnt bad too. the first outing wif amir. well for a start, hes damn boring. he came wif no bag n flaunting his bod with body hugging grey shirt wif pair of jeans tht falls dwn well on him. but e turn off was e pair of crocs. ahakz. cnt stand it. its bulky ugly n plastic(k)y. ahaha. if ever there was such a word.
aniwaes, we met up at bugs coz apparently, pepek wana get all brown. i mean brown top, pants n belt. 1st we settled with a top. a long sleeved shirt thts so nice it cn pass off as levi's cowboy shirt. thn while waiting for amir to cum, we burn tym to go to icon. n lemme tell u it was sucky. all cramped up in a small space, 6 storeys high ard 7 shops evry lvl. thn dwn to lvl 3, we bumped to a shop tht sells retro undies. prints i mean. its so cute~. wanna get one soon.
thn we met up wif amir coz apparently his soccer prac got cancelled. we head str8 to dhoby ghaut. while walkin, we tend to do sum chat-up...n boy was it a bore. amir was all sleepy n dwn ending up me n pepek do all e talkin. as usual. e normal gossips bitchng n flirting. thts whn pepek popped e qn to amir. askin wats gg on btwn him n zirah. ahaha. n for a while he "wake up". hee. saying thy were juz frens. but hey we knw betta.
reached p.s. we settle dwn at mcdonald while waiting for ayun. bought some light refreshmnts thn pepek came up wif a story abt this rude grrl n a loser boy. very funny n entertaining. thn came ayun. god i tell u this guy cn b so slow whn comes to mit up its like as if keje dia tolak keranda. haha. we go on with our hunt for pepek accesories n clothes. walkin dwn to orchard. thts whn conversations get hyper. n we get naughtier. going all loud n giggly. imitates e passerby, re-enactmnt of how amir approach his frens, stalk a caucasian guy, sing along with the ppl to christmas songs. ahahaha we r wacky. afta all tht hustle, we went chilling at burgerking. taking things abit more serious, suggestin wat to do for e upcummng performance et al.
exchanging ringtones...took some pix thn its tyme to head home. taking the train but stil not done with e wackiness. dance a lil bit to our mp3, laugh n disturbing amir whu sat on the seats where we sat on the flooring. suggesting dance moves n remixes...n nt forgetting the bitching we did while watchng the commuters. ahaha. thn amir alighted at simei. we alighted at tamp. catch up some smoke while converse, thn pepek accompany me to my busstop.
agreeing to each otha how happy we felt with the new team members. how fun thy r n how old we felt. lyk pleese thy r btwn 14-18. we r btwn 16-23. ahaha. but aniwaes...we still clicked. ha~ cnt wait to meet these peepz tmr on monday. got sum brushing up to do. n oso cnt wait for zirah to return. i hope she got me tha shoe. haiz. how i look forward for tmr n so on. juz love the thot of bein in a big group of ppl. sheesh cnt wait.
aniwaes...gotta get ready now for my solo bellydance competition. m in tha finals. its a very low profile competiton so theres no huhah abt it but still nerve wrecking. heh. gotta go nw.
toodles
mizbithaqueen
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