the last time i went karaoke, i fell sick.
the second last time i went karaoke, i fell sick.
was it the crazy cold weather of london? or the clothes i wore? or was it simply the whole idea of screaming your lung out till your throat gets sore and the rest of the sickening drill just follow through..? boy i hate being sick. though it only lasted for a night. (thank you Allah, tf, precious doovs)
oh this time however, its a more pleasant experience than usual. my prayer has been answered. the prayer for a cook. for the night. hihi. just a little gesture by a friend, but defo shizzo was a huge one for me. thanx for the nasi lemak :) habis, licin! you sending them over at 12am, in the cold, i was touched la. appreciate it loads. sorry i looked a total mess. haha.
kak de woke me up this morning. she said she'd call again, but she didn't. sigh. perhaps tomorrow kot? so yea, got up, took my shower, and it was general insurance the whole day for me. with a few good hours of series, tandoori and jaipuri in between.
1750words down, many thousand more to go..
nightynight.
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