[ jukebox track>>> tell her- jesse mccartney ]

hunny. dadada. oh sugar sugar. you are my candy girl. and you got me wanting you.


knock knock. who's there?
my all-time love back in the dreaded school near gek poh.
18 year young. finally. time for booze and grooves.
it has been how long since we caught up? yes, ages.
we may have gone on with different paths in life, but hey, we all still talk like no tomorrow.
and everyone seem to look better and well-off than before.
sinyi. i am effing envious that you got the tix for the concert.
it is sold out now even if i can afford. so shiznit.
lynette, my midget twin. enough said. haha.
those days eh. how ms "nightmare" wong would call my name everytime after A math test with 1/20 on the paper, saying: "MIKI!! what is this?!"
how hoyeh would write notes uber neatly and get paranoid if a full stop was out of place. how sinyi would snap at being called an ostrich. how lynette would get snide height remarks.
thankful i am that we are still in touch like old times.
i aint got much penny. but i sure got some love and sweat to spread. so this is for you, moonie.


headed down to Sakura for jumbo buffet celebration.
and this is only first round. yum?

hell yeah. the sashimi and oh-so-heavenly chicken chop and beef steak.
never-ending flow of satays, soup and seafood spread.
one word to sum it all: bloated.
the chattering kinda took us away from the fact that we are gorging more than we could.
good times rolling back again.
but the toothpaste-flavoured ice cream kinda put me off at the end. eek. mint, my butt.

i love all of you and we shall see each other soon. period.

halloween partay coming soon. yay!
eh PP haven finish! kay bye all.