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Saturday, July 18, 2009 @ 9:45:00 PM



FRIDAY

Initially was supposed to fetch Boyfriend at Boon Lay. But yours truly here was late for a bit, due to the cramps. So instead of Boon Lay, we met at Redhill instead. Ala, not much difference. Still, Boyfriend keep saying, "You late! Never meet me at Boon Lay!" Haiyer -.-" So we trained all the way till Pasir Ris, took the bus to his house. Just like the previous week. Only that this week, we reached a little earlier, and that I was super cranky. Super super super cranky. Until we had this little tiff in the train, and we didnt talk for like 15mins or so. But as usual ahh, he'll always be the one talking/taking my hand first. I can never get really mad at him no matter what yknow. Because then he'll always, always know how to make it all right again. I love you, Boyfriend.

Reached his house, settled down. Boyfriend had his bath. Lazed around with LilSis then, shaped both their brows. Then Boyfriend came in with his food, being super manja, ask me to feed him. And LilSis also super manja, ask me to peel prawns for her. (: Then we made our way to meet Muhsan & the gang under Muhsan's block. We chilled for a while before making our way to meet his bunkmates & their girlfriends at Cineleisure carpark. All set to go, we headed for River Valley Spize. (that was when he wished me and I asked him to read the blog cause it was already past 12am. heh!) Goodness, it was a hilarious night. I couldnt stop laughing at his friends' sillyness. Pat luar kawan kau rosak, pat dalam pon rosak! No lah, not as in rosak in a bad way, as in how silly they can get. After a whole good session of cracking up at Spize, we went over to Fuscino, somewhere behind MustafaCentre. Sheesha+NonStopLaughters = GettingChoked in Between & Tired! HAHA :D We slacked, Boyfriend fell asleep on the couch, I had a game of pool. Right up till about 4.30am, then we decided to call it a night.

Boyfriend brought me to Bedok Reservoir Park after that. Since he's never been there before. -.-" We talked some things, and fell asleep, and woke up to head back to his place at about 7am. I fell asleep on his bed instantly only to wake up at 10.15am. Boyfriend woke up as well to send me home, despite being very shagged. Home sweet home and I hit the sack right after, just to have enough energy to spend another night with Boyfriend. (:

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