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Wednesday, November 5, 2008

five hours of sleep ain't good.

Yeh. Finally, after such a long time, I can update my blog! Yessaaaaa. I know it's not yet the 11th of November, but there wouldn't be any more exam papers till that day. In short, I have 8 days to relax. Yes, to relax. And man, it feels goooooood!

Yesterday night, I went to meet nisak for dinner. MY LONG LOST BESTFRIEND THAT I HAVEN'T SEEN SINCE GOD-KNOW-WHEN. Anyway, we had dinner in this really cool Nepali restaurant in Arab Street where food was to die for. Finger lickin' good, baby! HAHA. Very filling though, so we decided to pack out our leftovers. After which, SHEESHA TIME!!!

Yeh, it was my first time to try it. I smoked sheesha for 2hrs last night, and from the fact that I'm a bit asthmatic, I don't know how I survived! HAHA. But it was great. Cos I didn't die. Hahahaha. Nah, I'm kidding. It wasn't that deadly. According to nisak, it's a "healthy tobacco". Though the both of us have no idea how the sheesha works, we believe that it is healthy. HAHA.

Around 11:30pm, jordan, timmy, sean and nisak's boyfriend came. Since this is the first time I mentioned their names, let me give you a quick intro:

Jordan: A new filipino guy I met. Seventeen.

Timmy: "Little boy", as I like to call him. Very clumsy (no, not as clumsy as jared). Sixteen.

Sean: This dude's cute. And jordan told me that he likes me. Hahaha. Eighteen.

Nisak's boyfriend: If I'm not wrong, his name is Youth. A Nepali. Twenty two.

After sheesha, I had to leave. Since I had to be home by 1am and I left Arab Street at 12:40am, I told the taxi driver to drive faster. HE DROVE AT 130KM/H, DUDEEEEEE!!! I was so scared that I decided to wear the backseat seatbelt! HAHA.

Yeh, that should be it. I want to go out later, but I don't know who to invite nor where to go.

Are you free?

P.S. Pictures are in timmy's thousand-dollar-worth nikon camera. Man, I still can't get over the fact that his dad JUST DECIDED to buy him that freaking camera. Rich fucker.

12:22 PM


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