Oh, Roxannee ♥.
on the face of it,

i'm kooky.


like a coffin nail ;



i'm bent, crooked, twisted and looped. arched and kinky, wayward and warped.
set in concrete, you can't change me.

1:30 AM, The Flour Incident :D
Thursday, November 20, 2008

blimey ; its YOU says:
god, i feel lik pouring flour down ur ass nw.
(*) natt mendez ; oh love says:
dont remind me lah.. please.
blimey ; its YOU says:
haha!
blimey ; its YOU says:
oh, wait. remember the flour & egg incident?

(*) natt mendez ; oh love says:
beetch. haha. how can i forget?


How can i forget? Seriously.

J: You've got flower?
Me: I only have fake petals. You want?
J: *looks at me confused*
Me: What? Flower? Bunga?
J: *laughs like mad*
Me: What?
J: Flower. *raises flour packet*
Me: Dah melayu tu, bebual lah melayu (we're malays, lets speak malay!).
J: Apa? I'm not faking it. Ini natural.
Me: *snatches flour packet*
J: *snatches back*
Me: Natural otak kau!
J: *accidentally drops flour packet, and so lunged towards the sink to "save it".*
Me: *went towards the sink to "save it too"*

We crashed, and the flour went pouring down the sink instead.
Beautiful.
Haha, i'll never forget that ridiculous incident.
I mean, considering the amount of mess we made, and how we had to clean up so much after that.
I'll never forget the hardship i went through with you, dear friend.

Oh, JAAAAAAAAAAAAY. (:
HAHA.

okay that's
CORNY.