it was the day for me and pocky-_- so scary but it was done and over with *breathes sigh of relief*
i shall now show you how nice Chuzzles can get *laughs*
bodoby and cody on "chuzzles" with iphone.
at the other side of the table is my other 2 friends who are equally indulged in the same game but using itouch-_-
*aiks* caught in action :P
anyway-_- amazing what technology can do. they can fill up your time (with not much efficiency but better then doing nothing i guess..but what happen to the old fashion way of reading books?!) and make you get closer to people (i realized gaming really makes you closer to people)
but..
left me and pocky damn lonely-_- *roar* *bitebite pocky's hand*
anyhow, very the rockings punya .....crap..what isit?!
..i forgot-_- whathe. anyway it's pork.
pork is always good :D
just go Brussels Beer Cafe at Jaya 1 and tembak from menu
sekians
(i notice nowadays my photos are watermarked just for bodo blog...haha)
for Bodoby's viewing pleasure. i recalled she had to do something that day and we just had a last min karaoke session to finish up our Redbox vouchers :D (which i still have uh-hm*) and i took videos of the sakai's singing too :D later postpost~
ironically this was our last Redbox Karaoke cause after that...
TEOHENG at Giza all the way!!
it's crazy-_- started out as me persuading my mom to try the place out cause it was near and we never looked back since then. the first time my mom tried it was with me and eelyn-_- 4 days in a row we karaok-ed and straightaway mom was deemed VIP by the workers-_-
imagine waking up from a dream of luscious hotcakes, butter oozing honey glazing while steam coming out from it. feeling happy that McDonalds is barely a 5 minutes drive away, without even brushing my teeth (gurgledlar with listerine) hopped onto the car and sped off leaving my mom to yell at me cause i was supposed to do laundry first but hey! breakfast is important for fuel right?
just to hum on the way there(although the radio was playing a stupid song, knife cuts like a knife? ), did not care if the car in front STOPPED at the green light(cant say the same fr the car in front of me) happier to see there wasn't any queue. just to hear these words coming out from the black box voice machine.
"sorry we have no hotcakes"
....straightaway i said in a loud voice "what do you mean there is no hotcakes?!
i think i scared the lady behind cause straightaway a man replied me. "sorry sir, ...ma'am. the supplier is out of stock. that's why"
in my mind all kinds of "ARGH, what is this shit??" running through my head. esp the fact that you just need very basic ingredients to make hotcakes like flour, eggs and what nots. i am surprised that you can be OUT OF STOCK AT SUPPLIERS for hotcakes considering that fact.
plus cause i did not wanna waste my time all the way there i ordered egg McMuffin which ironically it's one of the main reasons why i wanted something sweet instead of savory (cause for 2 weeks straight i have been eating eggs, ham and cheese at home due to my family's new diet) so i drove all the way to McD just to eat what i have been eating for 2 weeks straight just that with bread. ARGH*
this suuuuuuuuucks-_-!!
i felt so bad for showing my beh song face with my beh song voice to the employees when obviously it's not their fault but i can't help it! argh!!!*
i want my hotcakes!!!
i gonna make my own for lunch!
BLEAH!-_-!!!!!!
don't worry McDonald's is still my favourite. beh song the supplier!!-_-!
hahaha-_-
well at least now got something bout me not round de. my blood group. mieh.
went all the way to God knows where for donation (for good causes and can cleanse blood why not?) just to find out i cannot donate cause i ate antibiotics. T_T
damn bodo.
wasted pocky's fuel T_T
gomen.
meet pocky's blood:D can guess his blood type? he is very proud cause this blood type is apparently friendly people have one. *CEH* and the best cause it's a "universal donator" so also means unselfish *CEH*!
:P
he finished filling up the packet in 5 minutes! i feel very abnormal speed...hahaha-_- the last time i donated (which was super long ago) seems to feel forever. but then again, my blood super pekat hard to pump out....*ah-hm* pekat blood is due to lack of exercise *cough* and too much oily food *coughcough*
after donating must eat! :D the best part of donating blood. a freaking good reason just to eat anything you want! :D meet.....gt 4 bolas one.....one make friend with pocky's tummy edy-_-
and only 1 bola out of 4 got nose-_-!!
this bola crying....pocky made him cry de T_T wuwuw~ (see got hair one this one-_-! )
and funnily, i feel looks like him hahahahahahaha :D
today i sat like a mannequin at Chic Nail Spa at BVII.
a talking mannequin.
yapyapyap-ing away. non-stop with the "Queen" indulging in her birthday treat.
which i did not expect her to use so fast and you know you took a long time to make a decision buying the "packages" that day when the manicurist say "yes, i remember. your friend came to buy the packages."*points at me* "and your name is bulat."
i only can thank the nice manicurist and pedicurist who were doing her nails for being patient. listening to us yap non stop while they pamper her..non stop for 90 minutes. din't know it can take that long for "pan lengleng".
and guys probably don't even notice that they shine more then usual after the girl sitting and paying for it hahahahah really should appreciate girls who go through this just to look nice. to me takes hell a lot of patience and what nots.
wonderful place and affordable prices aside.
i really wonder how much stories the manicurist/pedicurist listens to..i mean like just now we were talking and talking. about everything and everyone. gossips that is repeated on and on again without us getting sick of it. new updated gossip that comes once in a while when suddenly it just comes, "pop" out of nowhere while halfway talking. or just plain ol' reminiscing the past (why do girls like doing this. aih* feels like a grandmama)
but for the manicurist/pedicurist everything we say is new. everything we say can be either boring or tad fascinating. everything shows a lil side of everything(or anything) bout us and they might or might not understand us a lil better suddenly. they might or might not judge us based on how we put our views on things or how we address the subjects to a certain point.
it feels scary yet nothing....hahaha :D
mieh*
i mean...strangers are just once off. but the people whom knows you, ah! a whole different story. *laughs* people are veryvery fun and interesting but also scary T_T
oh talking bout it...hmm* i hope the manicurist and pedicurist doesnt' know any one of the people we were "gossiping" about. *laughs* if not...huhuhu. dielar :D
have been having trouble sleeping lately...sigh* shouldn't have dug out some old news from my drawer. has been bugging me at the back of my head sometimes. whispering unconciously.
sitting at the futsal bleachers brings back memories. the last time i sat at the bleachers accompanying my girlfriends while they watch their boyfriends play was 10 years ago. never thought i would suddenly do it today.
reminds me i don't know why the guys like to ask me keep/take care of their stuffs while they play-_- be it their wallet, keys, phone, accessories, water bottle...anything. the amazing part is all of them allow/don't mind me going through the contents in their wallet O_o
and that is how i manage to dig out a love letter that was written by one of the guys to my long time close girlfriend....laughs* me accidentally seeing it wasn't the problem. the problem was the recipient aka my girlfriend was sitting next to me reading the letter together until we reached the end of it, written in neat handwriting.
her name.
hahahha :D
well, sitting at bleachers reminded me of my fear too the ball. somehow the ball..usually football somehow has a way to accidentally come to me and many times almost resolve in accidents. T_T dowannnnnn
bodoby and cody on "chuzzles" with iphone.
*aiks* caught in action :P
anyhow, very the rockings punya .....crap..what isit?!
