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Is this the way a toy feels when its batteries run dry?
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Sunday, August 03, 2008, 11:47 PM
after a gazellion bazillion brazillian krangkontong months of not hanging out, i finally made it a point to spend at least half a day with my favourite boys of all times, in the whole wide world. and i just so realised that, that once-in-a-bluemoon moment happens only when the pockets feels a lil more happier(READ: BONUS TIME), a lil more goodytwomoods to shower a lil more lovin'.and i honestly dont care if people were throwing me dirty/jealous/menyampah/whudever you may call looks when i sling my arms behind their backs whudsoever. you're just jealous cus we're young and in love~ wahahaha. ok bedek. well, i really dont. these guys were my pillar of strength, my punching bag, my bitchfit tolerator thru those post-breakup periods, fights with the parents, heartache over lost friendships dan sebagainya. as annoying as they were (happily diving into icekachang while i rant), i bet there wudnt be any other who wud be so damn tolerant. yelah, penyabar macam mane pun sudahnya nanti menyampah pulak kan? huahuahua. so yeah. and not forgetting that they are a handy bunch when it comes to shopping, cus they wudnt even grumble when i pass my shopping bags over when im too lazy to carry them. (hahah. perangai!) jus bribe them with brownies and everything nice, confirm jalan punyeh! ok picspam! amek kau ubat! "eh zol, my face like glowing ryte.. like angel.." "ak ar, angel of death!" ---------------- Now playing: Mudhoney - Sweet Young Thing Ain't Sweet No More via FoxyTunes |
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