GENTING*BLING*BLING

I'm up to sumtin'. Don't know yet. But sumtin' lah. Anyway, today must have been sumtin'. I got the chocolate~ I ordered. Dee bought it in Langkawi. One of my favs, After Eight. Heavenly! Sadly, I have to share it. Share ngan Ed.At least dapat makan. I remember tawaf-ing the whole Mid Valley 2 years ago. Trying to find After Eight. And ended up, digesting Kenny Roger's. So much for choc-crave. Yuh la, it drives your sex-drive! Huuuuuu...This one bastard, behind me, is listening to sumtin' in chinese as if he's the only person here. Fuck. I know that some chinese songs are pleasant to my ears, but this one is fuckingly ridicolous. I feel like poking my ears with liquid paper and keep pressing until the whole pack is empty and the fluid freezes up in both my ears! Fuck!

Anyway, sumtin' to wonder about. Why people are so afraid of confessing their feelings to that particular 'one'? Is it that hard? Mine has never been as hard. Because when you are sincere, why hide the feelings? Unless, you have sumtin' else in mind. Ahhh...thank God, that Ah Beng is taking off. Syukran jazillah. Coming back to it, when they cannot like..express their fondness, then they go to someone only to talk about their feelings. In this case that someone is me lah (duh!). And it's getting to my nerves already. Maybe, it's the age-difference kot? Seniority by age also has price to pay meh? Come and talk to me and I'll only say one thing...go and talk to the girl! Don't come and shower me with your love...ergghhh...

Dah. Before I start getting into the details, I should go. Azreen call me? Letih dah tunggu. So, I'm gone. Off to that place..whatever its name
is...what..aa..B.A? Or sumtin'..

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