dear mr & mrs bloggie…
In all honesty, I lead a simple life. Brought up with an ordinary upbringing, days were spent basked with the love from people I was proud to call my own.
Hence, Saturday was lovely when I get to enjoy it with my new favourite people, Caroline my “BFF”, and the “skaterboy” Hudzir, oh and not to forget, my ever so “lovely” beau- Juls. Holland Village was the venue. Yes, my favourite hangout, to note.
Generally, I love to chill out. Gawd even that seemed like an understatement what compared to the merriment I had accompanying those sessions.
That day was of no less, I can assure you. Laughter filled the air, loud ones, some. Smiles were engraved on our faces throughout the night. Though, I have to add, the only glitch was Juls and I had to leave early.
And it was indeed a relieve Hudzir and Juls got along so well, (too well in fact) since the latter disliked the former initially. Ah, first impression counts aye mate?
Nevertheless, replaying the conversation we had still puts a smile on my face, this as we speak.
If you don’t mind, allow me to share a few pointers (since I was too tipsy to note all) with regards to pick-up lines, that I bet, may tickle your funny bone.
Err… pardon me if you don’t share my dry sense of humour please.
“You must be a terrorist…”
“Why?”
“Since you’re the bomb.”
“You must be tired…”
“Why?”
“Since you were running in my mind all night long.”
“Did it hurt?”
“Why?”
“When you fell from heaven…”
“Your mother must be a thief.”
“Why?”
“Coz she stole all the stars and placed them in your eyes…”
Fine… So the lines were tacky, but whoever came up with those deserved a good ol’ spanking. And a pat at the back. I happened to like them. Call me love deprived but it was cheesy funny, you think?
If it’s of any consolation, I was like a cat that got the cream that night, mind, I am quite a funny lady, really.
Ehem.
Ho well, there’s actually more where that came from but it hurts me so to see you guys roll your eyes on me.
I shall end my entry for today hokay.
Ah…….. I just love being happy. Truly.
There’s only one word I could gather to sum up the night: Euphoria.
Come loved ones, make me happieeeee.
cinta
fasyalba
And dear cousin Serena… I hope you get well soon. I need someone to play with me the word game at Spinelli. Sobs sobs…
8 Comments
January 15, 2008 at 1:34 am
yayy a new blog! no more cobwebs!
January 15, 2008 at 12:37 pm
dear aida…
of course. ehem. haha… hey, i cant seem to leave a tag in ur board. y har??
January 15, 2008 at 1:16 pm
yay! yay! yay!
January 16, 2008 at 10:43 am
you are NOT funny!! seriously. funny isnt you, you isnt funny. you’re too pretty to be funny. haha. but then again, i laugh a lot when i’m with u. esp the long train rides together. the ‘beng ah beng’ song & the ‘let’s make the mats think we’re into them’ game. haha. ok ok. my bad. you’re funny. a little. =p
January 18, 2008 at 11:59 am
dear sharie…
yay konon! how bout u?? mana tu blog? hee~
dear deena…
hahahaha!!! de beng song so long ago seh! wah lan… dun remind me how bacin i was, can?!
and yeah, i’m glad i made u laugh. coz everytime i see u, always wanna emo with me.
tehee! love u niece.
January 18, 2008 at 3:03 pm
try meeting me now. i’m so not emo la. no feeling. all i wanna do is have fun. i think i’ll make you laugh more.. & now, you’ll be the emo one. heehee.
January 19, 2008 at 10:39 am
ahhhh.. new space. annnnnd a huge strawberry shortcake.
hehe!
January 21, 2008 at 5:09 pm
dear deena…
macam faham… we’ll see. hee hee~
dear sayuri…
haha…. of coz. 2008 must be kiasu MAH. btw thanks for poppin by.