dressin to kill

yesterday was a lazy day just like any other to me. so i was already bumming at home till abt 3 ish, then i went for lunch with a couple o friends. its the normal lazy saturday thing goin on. later after my friends dropped me off at home. i decided to go to 1utama to get some stuff. i was already flopped on the bed when the idea hit me.

weather was uncomfortably hot. i was too lazy to bath. so i thought, hey wattahell. lets just go 1utama and get the stuff. its just gonna be like few minutes. so i took a look in the mirror before i left my room.

hrm, i look dodgy. hair fluffed on one side, flat on the other. forehead's shining with sweat. now thats what i call a scruffy look. but wtf, i just cant be arsed. so i went anyways. parking took more than its average 10 minutes. saturday. explains.. parked the car and slowly trotted off towards the escalator.

switched on my ipod and i was off. first thing that i saw was this bunch of just after school kids. all dressed up, mostly same sense of fashion. they looked like some kind of a groupie. aih. whatever makes them happy.. continued walking with groovy beats of jazz pumping in my ears. then later i stumbled upon the ..'good charlotte gang'.

good charlotte gang: group's of malay school kids, all dressed like good charlotte; emo hairstyle, black eyeliner, fitting black shirts and jeans, the whole works. cept they look really smelly. they travel in packs of 4 at least.

im kinda used to seing this type o people around 1utama. but yesterday there was just like a whole lot of em. so then there was this one guy. standing at the very end, acting real macho and shit. wearing i'm guessing his younger sisters jacket, cus it was definetely too small for his size, a tight band t-shirt and tight jeans. i guess thats a normal style for them. but what really put me off was his hair. his hair was emoed. ya know those kind that the front part of the hair like sticks to your forehead. but what was funny was that, he did it so obviously intentionally. that you could see he used alot of gel making his front hair flat. so thats okay, but then came nature. cus in truth he was a malay and malay's normally have this wavy slight curly hair. so the back half of his hair was frizzy/curly. front was straight and glued flat on his forehead.

i just couldnt help but giggle to myself silently.. haha.

seriously, when i grew up i didnt dress that way. heck even my most 'stylish' batch of friends didnt. goddamn. these people are really serious 'emorock - slit my wrist' group of people. maybe i'm feeling old, but dont their parent say something before they leave the house? shit dont these people own a mirror and look innit before going out? very. cannot. go. serious.

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was at the friends bbq yesterday. totally stuffed myself with lamb and chicken. ahh. was awesome. kewl friendly bunch of people. me likes bbq.

sad part was coming back from cyberjaya. i was on the phone and my friend was i dunno. thinking of tits or sumthing, we missed the turning towards puchong and ended up in putrajaya instead. fucked up thing was that there wasnt any place to make a U-turn. so we ended up in kajang. fucking wasted least 10 bucks worth of petrol man. fuckinghell!

sigh. luckily the food was good.

we headed off to hartamas after that. after 40 minutes of driving. i really needed to pee, like the saying;' the wee is already at the tip'. so i trotted hastily towards the toilet. then there was this girl, she was with one dude and another girl. halfway talking to the dude. he looked at me and i looked at her. as i got closer, she kept on staring and u could read from her facial expression that she was trying to figure out who i was. then i just couldnt help it but look away and after i passed her, i just laughed. haha. the facial expression was priceless man.

anyways. laters. hungry now. lotsa plans ahead for the day.