50 ways to say goodbye

Lame joke of the day, not by me.

Fact: Bugs die because they can't get up if they are overturned. So when you use bug spray on them, they don't die from the poison, they die because they slip on it and fall upside down, and die. *ba dum tsss* 

This post is dedicated to all the orang UK I know. Except that one which I broke up with and no longer know *tsk tsk* Goodbye forever ;)

I find that Crystal and Joshua have the funniest story ever. Same primary school. Same high school. And then *deng deng*, same uni. Congrats you guys are bonded for life. Oh, and the fact that we all left KK on the same day is also really weird, September 20 - a date to remember. Too bad, can't party at the airport and wail and drink screwdriver after that. Like when a certain someone left. Okay, it wasn't that bad, we had pineapple pizza at Tanjung Aru. Which was good.

So, before everyone left, we went dektzi dektzi partying at Jarrod and Rawlins, which Tham mistook that we went for clubbing at Times Square, ahem. We are not that full of life, we went home after Jarrod and Rawlins, before 11pm, and went to bed. And Jarrod and Rawlins isn't even a club, it's a bistro thing fancy restaurant place with extremely purple atmosphere and a toy pit thing place with lots of toys for children. Really, most of the photos turned out purple. The hue was too purple and saturation was high with low lighting, okay what am I saying, I don't speak photography. Jarrod and Rawlins had awesome food, awesome fish which tasted like fish and the heavenly vegetables. We had two tables and the second table was a vege buffet for Josh because apparently they had a lot of leftover vegetables. Which was awesome. THANK YOU CRYSTAL BECAUSE I KNOW YOU ARE READING THIS, IN UK, WHERE THE TEMPERATURE IS LIKE MY FREEZER.

KK Times Square (ha ha noticed how I had to include KK in Times Square, because KL has a Times Square too), is an awfully boring place. Really. All they had was rows of clubs and parking lots. Clubs and parking lots, really, not how I pictured TGIF to be. Except when I went there it wasn't even Friday, ahaaa. Well let's just say it's a boring place if you want to go hang out because there's only dektzi dektzi music. Then you'll end up like that clubbing episode in How I Met Your Mother where everyone ends up screaming to each other because they've gone partially deaf from clubbing, ha ha. That was funny. Fun fact: I have never been to Times Square after so many years, besides Megalong Mall, which till this day I still don't even know where it is. I AM REALLY NOT AN ORANG KK ANYMORE O NO.

Back to the point,  I am breaking up with you. guys.
Well no, not really.

By that I mean the timezone is a bother. Timezone is problem, problem is timezone. Timezone affects texting. *Well, technically countries affect texting* Affects Skype. Affects whatsapp. AFFECTS LIFE. I so lifeless with no friends now. Life negative. I will adjust my timezone to the UK timezone during the holidays, I will sleep and eat 8 hours later than Malaysians. That should solve it, because it's three against one and one does not win in majority decisions, ha ha. Well no sappy emotional chunk of iluvu letter for Joshua and Crystal, because I already did that here - NOT A PRANK. So I am rededicating that post to you guys because it is emotionally and physically exhausting to do another one. So yeah, happy friendship or something like that. I give you an A+ for friendship, and effort, effort always counts. 

Anyway, since I am now here in MALAYSIA alone, when are you guys coming back with Sabina so I don't have to live like a hermit?!

p.s. I just found out Train is a band, oh my glob, I used to think Train was the stage name of that singing dude. All thanks to a song I heard at McDonalds. Life never the same again. 

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No offence, technically that means I'm going to offend you but please don't get offended. Ha ha, nahhh.

  At some point awhile ago, this picture pretty much sums up how I feel at that instant. And guess what, I was criticized for saying that out loud, because apparently it makes me a meanie. But really, I didn't mean it in that way. Anyway some people should try to be more constructive instead of stalking social media, or just minding their own business. I mean, if you want to offer something comforting in a depressing situation, checking peoples' Facebook status the first instant and then liking it is not really appropriate, or helpful. Okay, harsh. Sorry bha, I can't help it. You can't stop meh! So unless you have been through this situation, the picture would seem funny to you. Ha ha, good for you then. 

  On another note, gangnam style is all the craze now, this is unacceptable. Especially if you play it at school events. Being rich doesn't mean you can score chicks, according to Joshua's version of the lyrics. Oh wait, I just accidentally ironic. 

-8 hours + 2 days

HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY TO SABINA, QUEEN OF AWESOMASIA

(On Sep 3)

Because we are forever 17, 17 again! Note: 17 is presumably the perfect age because one, you're young but not too young, two, you're old but not too old, which mean you get awesome freedom, somewhat like Hannah Montana's best of both worlds *cue music*, oh and 17 is when you get your drivers license. But that only applies to everyone except me :( Since we're not exactly 'sentimental' people, there won't be any long touching and tear jerking birthday wish or anything like it. Or even any explanation that this post is actually supposed to be belated. Ha ha. But in memory of you, this post is typed in purple. 

So yeah. That's pretty much it.

P.s We lost the bet, twice in a row. Lye Kok Shiuh now owes us money.