am-`
michelle
black girl aka chocolate (:
28o81985
twenty-two
cafe del mar
beach captain
promiscuous
workaholic
alcoholic
shopaholic
procrastinator
party animal
beach bummer

lovee-`
my dearest sweethearts(:
my darling girlfriends (:
ah-bee (:
hugs&kisses
interlocked fingers
playing in the rain
sunrise&sunset
fireworks
star gazing
retail therapy
party therapy
food haven
speed rides
hard liquor, bubbly champagne
sweets!

wants-`
braids/cornrolls?
new phone
new watch
new hair makeover
sneakers/flats/heels/boots
skinny haviannas
newurbanmale clock
jacket/pullover/cardigan
the boyfriend's shirt
one more boyfriend's shirt
skinny belt
paul smith floral perfume
diesel perfume
calvin klein europhia perfume
calvin klein eternity perfume
dior fahrenheit 32 perfume
kenneth cole RSVP perfume
that ray bans shades
marc ecko E850361
full body massage&spa
lose 5kg
trip down to port dickson (:
photo with *him
a good holiday!
vehicle license

you-`
alinah` alison` joan` jo-ann` lynnly` pek geok` regina` nadiah` helly` song` linette` eunice` bala` dizzy` joleen` lays`


pump a heartbeat to me-`

Sunday, October 21, 2007
crazy time on wednesday.
off day. spent lazing outside the whole day.
met gerald for dinner at taka, ajisan:)
cheryl and ayu outside L.V.
our baobei, vivian came down to clarke quay too.

macdonald's for cheryl and ayu's dinner.
dessert for both vivian and i.
smoke break for liza baby.
headed over to the bridge to meet ayu's friend.
bottle of absolute blue.
cranberry juice.
cheekily yummilicious:)
even though i'm no vodka drinker.
cause it gives me a headache, especially absolute.

anyways, baby texted where i was.
went over to lunar with vivian on my right and redbull on my left.
vivian wanted to see how baby looked.
hahas.
cute aye?
hung around for awhile, before we headed over to ministryofsound.
to check someone else out.
heh.

smoove was busy.
he came out to chat.
for awhile.
sweet:)
got him a bottle of beer- as promised.
one text came from him that kinda made me down almost instantly.
even vivian felt it.
"my gal fren's here"
sheesh.
my reply?
"okays. guess i'll disappear then"
disappointment seeped in.
i decided to just pass him the beer i promised and bum myself off smoove.
that was the whole intention.
i went up to the bar beside pure.
no idea why. i just felt like it.
i had vodka redbull. extra packs.
nice:)
i was supposed to feel distracted, when another text came in.
late. very late. as usual. his style.
"nopes. don't leave. she's going off in 10 mins"
"okays"
"meet me on the 2nd floor. at the bar we had our drinks the 1st time we came"
"i'm here already"
"how did you know i wanted you there?"
"i dunno. i just headed up here"
"okays. wait for me. i'll be there 1.30"
"okays"
vivian just looked at me, smiled sadly.
i knew what was going through her mind.
she asked me why he was doing all these to me.
i had no answer to her question.
i even had no idea why i still allowed myself to be manipulated.
am i just too deep in this?
sighs.
he appeared as promised, 1.31am.
he kept tugging and requesting me to head down to main arena.
simply, to dance.
i turned him down. simply because pictures of us having fun just re-appeared again.
even though i thought i've managed to push it to the farthest end of my brain.
but i guess, i still failed.
especially when he held my wrist?
he went back to smoove, after visiting me upstairs.
i asked him,
"has your girlfriend really went home?"
"actually, i dunno"
"okays"
"i'll see you later? come over smoove look for me okays?"
"alright"
i decided to head back to the bridge to look for cheryl and the rest of the crew.
accidentally bumped into a girl on the way out.
near the bag collection point.
while i was apologizing, i turned to see who exactly i bumped into.
shocked.
it was his girlfriend's friend.
she was directly opposite me.
oops.
i headed for the exit almost immediately.
don't ask me if she saw me, or rather if she recognize me.
i've no idea.
i would just say, my heart sank one foot deep.
more drinks were drowned down.
i found out another secret as well.
sighs.
i dunno if i should be happy or upset.
apparently, i'm not me on his phone.
i'm a fiction person on his phone.
a guy, in fact.
now i understand why i need to label him "bro".
sighs.
vivian asked me who i really like.
i've no idea.
she'll smile, look at me and ask,
"mos or lunar?"
"i dunno"
"i think you like mos"
"why?"
"your feelings tells it all"
sheesh.

perhaps, you're right vivian.
but i've to let him go.
time to come.
his answer or reply?
"a girlfriend who really really loves me- for 4yrs already"
sighs.

whatever the case.
i think i need to learn to start putting the new kid in lunar before mos.
but then again.
he's behaving slighly like zai?
perhaps, because of the working hours.
yet another workaholic?
nopes.
plainly because he does night shifts.
10pm-6am. 6 days a week.
sheesh.
i'm starting to miss him already.
faizal:)

tired.
i need to start counting my sheeps already.
nights to all, my love:)


[dreamt `]
at 12:16 AM