tireddd.

this is gonna be a slow post. not used to waking up early, thus i need time to recollect my thoughts. yesterday was a long long day for me. aih. today? well it aint gonna be any better. will be busy by afternoon till tomorrow morning. shite.

shoppin.

the lads and i went shopping yesterday, well actually they went shopping and i was there just to give comments and also act like a fashion consultant. like wattahell do i know abt style man. nevertheless, i think i did quite good at picking stuff. heh. it aint easy for dudes to pick things out for other dudes man. especially when they themselves dont exactly know what their looking for.

ironically thought, this happened to me like a couple o times already. the moment you actually have money and want to buy something. somehow you just cant find that right one. thus by the end o the day, most probably you'd end up with just 1 bag with 1 shirt? bah. seriously, how do you girls shop like tons o clothes. my cousin had rm300 to spend. which he ended up using only like rm130? on a t-shirt, shorts and boxers? yep. sad.

from KL to the curve. my other friend bought shades. heh, i picked em out and his pretty happy about it. we're calling him Mr. Emporium now, for wearing emporium armani shades. its not that expensive like i thought it would be. designer shades and stuff. we were teasing if they had like monthly payments for those really fucking high priced shades, which they actually do have. we were considering the shades, but then again. were not gonna bloody wear celine deon's shades! hahaha!

had to rush home after that because i had a dinner with me parents plus guests from america..

the dinner.

dinner was at royal lake club. dad dropped me and mom off there first while he went and pick up 'jim something with steven(his son)' from marriott hotel. expecting the homebound traffic to be packed and crawling, i had too much time to kill. which ended up with me walking about the club looking for anything interesting.

royal lake club isnt like your ordinary club. its ancient and located at the outskirts kl city. so it doesnt have a golf course but it does have the other facilities like badminton, tennis, squash court etc etc. the tennis court was located just next to the lounge, so i strolled by it to kill time. i never fancied tennis before, to be frank the only thing which fancies me in tennis would be maria sharapova fullstop. so as i watched an old couple playing it, i noticed something else at the next court.

well i'll be damnned. a malaysian maria sharapova. haha. nah. there was this girl in a skirt and sleeveless and she looked mighty fine with that rack-et. i mean em tennis balls. eh, ah forget it. i think she's mix judging by the old bald chinese guy (dad) behind her and white lady (mom) on the opposing side. weeee. 20 minutes breezed by as i watched each serve and backhands. ghahaa. suff the stalker. hey for a moment there i was thinking of taking up tennis, added that my instructor was as hawtt as her and all female tennis players were like her. ghahah.

my dad told us that he'd be late, so we went in to order the food first. its been ages since i last ate a chinese dinner. last time was with ermm.. and her mom cooked for me .. er.. forget it. finally after another 20 minutes my dad stepped in the restaurant accompanied by a tall bald white dude(jim) and his son(steven) which resembled somewhat a younger version of john mayer?

dig in! i said to steven. i offered him fork and spoons which he declined noting that he knows how to use chopsticks. which later i found it rather amusing, he knows how to use chopsticks but he just wasnt an expert at it. jim was a really friendly dude. something about me is that i really enjoy being in company of foreigners. its either their accent or how they express themselves which really entrigues me. being the all american, jim was really an enjoyful chap to be with. steven was a wee on the tired side not to mention overwhelmly shy.

steven's actually only 16, still studying in junior highschool which is equivalent to our form 4 with a year to go. i was practically shrieking inside when he said he has a sister which is 19. i wanted to ask why they didnt bring her along. not wanting to give off a bad pervert first impression, i kept it to myself.

on the way back, steven sat next to me at the back. before the engine even started he put on his seat belt. being the evil me, i teased him that in malaysia. the passengers at the back needn't wear seatbelts. he stared back at me taking note of the fact. half way to marriott hotel, stuck in jalan sultan ismail's traffic. i explained that we're at the heart of night KL. left and right were clubs and pubs all over. i noted that the amount of foreigners around, they all came here because of F1? damnn... they should have f1 more often!

while cruising past nouvo and espanda, steven asked me. 'do you guys have skylines here?' so being the slight car enthusist that i am too. explained abt which sports car we have here and yes we do have skylines. 'actually, if wait on this road a wee bit longer. you'd see all types of sports car' i told him. suddenly, 4 ferrari's zoomed past our car in a straight line. 3 reds and 1 black. 'oh hey look ferrari's!' i said. steven smiled. '

four fucking ferrari's at the same time racing. watta fuck! i've lived here for almost 20 years. first time seeing 4 of em 1 shot. lucky fucking steven!

anyways. we had pictures taken and was on our way home. before reaching that sime darby junction, i laughed my head off as i saw 1 ferrari broke down by the side of the road. i cursed by dad for not stoping as i wanted to take pictures. hwahaha.

the tickets.

reaching home. the next plan was to grab tickets for prodigy. but sadly because of a stupid cousin of mine whom was just soo cheap. i went down to buy the tickets with another friend which by then, the booth was fucking closed. pissed off and fucked tired. i went home. my cousin later said, since we havent bought tickets. he might not be joining me.

FUCKER!

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uk edu fair now. female futsol tourney later. PRO-fucking-DIGY tonight. adios suckers!