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Sunday, February 10, 2008
sickboy.

tiring weekend. i was up on my toes since friday, rushing from one plan to another. sleepless nights. so many plans, so little time. we celebrated bib's birthday at pulau ubin yesterday and lucky there was joo's place for all of us to crash. i think joo's nephew is the exact replica of hanx baby. haha! they look so alike. and he is super cute, trying to get onto everybody's nerves all the time. sorry but that's just what i think of all little boys anyway. we played charade like for god knows how many times but couldn't seem to get tired of the game. we had to return the bikes by six in the afternoon so joo and his brother sent all of us off back to mainland by then. it was so fucking fun lah having to cycle around the island mcm budak kampong!! but you know what! you know just what!! on our way to the island, i dropped my camera on the boat and messed up the lens. my heart skipped a beat. im hoping there's a place where i can go to send the camera for repair at a reasonable price. of all times to destroy things. cause i am so broke right now. after ubin was dinner at rasa21, played catch and back to charades again. oh i am so in love with my friends.

no pictures of ubin except for the ones i had taken on my phone but still, i hate phone pictures.

samir's 21st birthday surprise at sofra on friday! sammy boy has such great friends. they are boys but trust me, they're as chummy as girls. i almost teared a little when farhan gave such a sweet and heartfelt birthday speech. sobs.



































the food was good but we couldn't help but to keep comparing the sizes of our servings, can we? next was sheesha at arab street. i was the one who came up with that idea but truth is, i can't smoke for nuts. haha! i wanna eat at mosi cafe again! talked and smoked and gained a whole load of juicy information from the boys.. yikes, i love bitchy boys.











back to the books! goodnight people, see you guys next week.




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