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Sunday, May 16, 2010

well, today, firdaus and i had the best lunch eversince, well, mother's day.
hahahahaha.
our saturday started off pretty late, because for starters, he took 3 fucking hours to get ready.
"sorry poot, i got carried away watching cartoons". baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
and then, got stuck in the rain, because i wanted bubble tea, and the queue was fucking long.
so by the time we actually sat down and ordered, it was already 4pm. and we were starving i tell you.
so, awesome indian food, the rain, two best friends, and a three teh tariks.
i love you fir, and i'm gonna miss you so fucking much when youre gone.
(:



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