Last nite went to mustafa with Vin, Kiat, Joanne & HuiFen. The last time we went together, Fen bought a watch. Last nite it was Vin turn to buy a watch... Vin said, the watch cool sia... Lolx... Then we had some drinks outside mustafa. As usual, chit chatting.... Talking about fren to fren, how should it be la. Emm.....stil annoyed by the incident. Argh..... Dont care le la.

Then we decided to go prawn fishing. While on the way at PIE, there was a very serious accident. I never saw such accident before. I wondering is there a need to speed? Showing ur signal will take u lots of energy ma? Think twice. Other ppl life are in ur hand! Stop those action babi act, it might even cost ur own life, which i cant be bother, or i should say better!?!

Vin took a rod and the rest just watch him fishing. Joanne left earlier. So left the 4 of us. Haha less 1 person to share the prawn. Fen join Vin fishing. Fen enjoyed fishing with Vin. Not bad leh, she caught alot lor.
Kiat n I was at a side chatting. Talk alot also. Chatted our frenship stuffs, his stuff n mine stuffs... He got alot of gal fren lor! So envied of it! Lolx... Just kidding. I m contented with what i have.

Actually, this bro of mine, know me quite well. Last thur went holland v with 3 of them, then i told them i go pick 1 of my fren up. I never tell them who i was picking up. Some how, Kiat know who is that person. I asked him, how come you know is Nancy. These was what he replied: Bro feelin la, telepathic, cannot be explained. He know i seldom contact Nancy, yet he he knew exactly what i was thinking. Amazing rite? TELEPATHIC! 10 over years of friendship.

There is stil alot more of my stuff we chatted about but i dont think so i will blog out. I agreed with his point of view. Of coz i do have my point of view too.

Overall, i guess we caught about 12~13 of prawn ba. Wanted to bbq it de lor, but it rains so big. So we ask HuiFen to take it back home, since cant bbq. Left the place @ 6am. Shagged man...
But hor shi hao wan de lor...

Today sunday le, someone is coming back from genting tonite le.

Haiz... my tis bro, Kiat stil sleepin sia. Say want to go out then sleep until like pig!

I won't forget those slits on my heart,

The cuts in my heart.

Those nights we fought,

And we spoke harsh words without thought.

Now that I'm gone,

I hope you have grown.

Away with those thoughtless words,

That caused me endless hurt.