thanks pott. for a wonderful ystd. of climatic highs on the gambling table. oh did we mention. we went to zara ystd and guess who we saw. UTT. UTT. fark. that guy's damn handsome. but sadly, he was surrounded by a harem of strange-looking guys. HAHA. thats a more polite form of saying yu noe what, lest i get sued for any defamatory statements made here. but still. OMFG. what a handsome guy.
well. lunch at pho chine was pretty good. yu guys ought to try the tomyam there. and though potato claims the beef's pretty nice. but it looks like those kinda canned curry beef. LOL. well the juice prices were a bit astronomical though. 5 bucks for mango lasse at muthu's curry is well worth. but 5 bucks for the same at phochine isnt the same. cos the juice tastes like diluted shit. mc's mango lasse, is purely squeezed juice from head to toe. so after walking. and walking on. contemplated getting this crumpler for nic. but she claims that crumplers are too guyish. oh well so later when i meet her we'll get something from topshop. eyeing that golden flashy bag arent yu yu bimbo!
and we headed back to pott's place at bout 6 plus? den thats where all the fun started. as usual the aunties and uncles gathered to gamble. and the minimum bet was 2 max 5. based on pure luck, we managed to amass a tidy pile of 36 plus. but fortunes changed when they forced the banker on us. started losing like farking cows. getting milk squeezed out. and tru out i was resisting the temptation to "u noe what" since its all frens. lol. so we lost. and not long after we were relegated to being players again.banker was this lucky guy. who won like 60 plus? but then again. if we study the monetarist formula, mv=py.but instead of the original formula's V being constant, the rate at which gambling money changes hands is really fast. so lets take M as the number of notes on the gambling table. V is the rate at which it changes hands. and PY is the winnings. and we hve the gambler's school of money. yu see, the more money yu take out, the more money yu either win or lose. (:
we took a break after running a deficit of 6 bucks. and it was 9. that was when the lucky hour commenced. somehow we decided to keh kiang. and be the sad banker who always loses money. but things were much better. cos they decided to bet bigger, and happens that we started winning like madness. getting 21 when yu are the banker, rreally rakes in a pile. so we had 16 bucks in 1 round. average around 6 bucks we won per round. but as usual there were the wins and losses. so end of the day we slyly crept away from the den after winning much of their money. based on the neat excuse of me having to rush off to meet my darling nicole . LOL so the money was split and it was abt 30 each. sweet.
judging by the frequency of posts, 1 wld gather that perhaps prinya has way too much time. which is quite true. but im gonna shrug off the loserr-fied status in a while more when i head to potato's place. anyways, i hope the asinine classmates have bothered to finish reading market structure. cos if they do realise, fierce-man neo isnt the same as fierce-hag teo. although in name, they differ by the first alphabet. but that is one hell of a big difference alrdy. at least we're benefitting from the change of teachers. positive "value-added." dig that mrs teo.when i get my ass into smu, i'll return to scoff at yu. okay i guess its tyme to run along and pick up the lil pretty pretty i got for nic. and as usual i hope she doesnt give me her dysfunctional "sweet lovin". which explains all the bite marks on my arm. HAH
its a bad chinese new year. when yu wake up and count everything. (when i say everything, i mean dad,mom and sis's ap) well at least its still kinda comforting that despite 3 only. the money has hit the 300$ milestone. oh and not forgetting another coming my way from the brother-in-law. and i've spent the lunar days being a lunatic. imagine watching 6 dvds a day. and i accord that to dad's incanny ability to smuggle bout 200 dvds back from china. and mind yu, i think they are authentic :)
and i've sworn off procrastination. haha i finished studying econs. and almost done with physics. how bout maths. nw thats a enigma best left unanswered.
cny celebrations today. so we came to sch just for 1 HOUR. 1 hour of performances. and we watched as the young cute cuddly performers upstaged ALL the host performers. thumbs up aye. the thing about kids is that. they are devoid of that bane to all stage-performers --- stage fright. so the lil kids impressed us with their highly kiddified dance steps and rhythms.CUTE. i guess sr's performing arts have got to work harder. but good job anyway.
and today me and nic went bonkers. somehow something just fired off. but for the glory of love, we put it aside faster than yu can say "jack black". and headed to parkway. bumped into couple familiar faces and remincsed bout the past days. before i sent her home.
okay. then i decided to slip by new york haha. since miraculously everything's working so much better. and i have been skipping my appointments. so the very kind queenie put aside all her other customers since i was sucha rare guest. HAH. anyway i proved her wrong. i've been eating oily shit these days. but everythings still going positively. after 2 hours of cleaning, squeezing, masking and bitching. i emerged from nysc a BETTER MAN.apparently she has this bf for 9 YEARS. and still going fine. wow. im pretty impressed. and i tell yu. the guy's gotta have alot of confidence in his chic man. cos shes just too WOOT. well i really hope to emulate her feat and carve the 9 year milestone with nic. haha. i figure im gonna be a regular even after my course ends. cos yu see. facials can really nourish the mind and .. face of course. :)
im gonna get killed for this. but nvm. try picturing soya sauce with vodka and tt sure kicks ass. and the tired boy woke at 715. amazingly, i ignored the growlings and got dressed quickly. headed to the docs for a 1way secure pass to sch. and yes. i got my mc. so i met nic in sch. AH HAH yu finally put on that so very yucky p.e yu swore wld never taste the saltiness of your flesh. and yu wore it. haha. and sweated an hour in it. AH. oh wells. attended some lectures. and not. yu cant blame me when my ass feels parched and the need to shit keeps setting in right. yu see i was considering the welfare of other students which wld be maximised if i were to get out or the negative externality of a STINKiing LT wld arise. arrgh nic's calling blog later.
today i got the biggest bust in my whole life. nt in the context of a boob. eh since when was prinya ever lucky to get big breasts heh. ah but i shant dwell about it here. and it shall add another skeleton to my imaginary closet.
i can make some mums go gaga over me. but thats when i put on the isa mentality in my head. so for that period of conversation with any moms, my intelligence and maturity rises several notches above my actual level. like some BOOST. but sadly this side failed to charm the pants off nic's parents. not the literal sense once again. and i just figured. being eloquent isnt good enough. the keyword is WHEN. when to be eloquent. when to simply shut the fark up. i shlda just nodded my head and look like some god-forsaken puppy when they discovered and scolded the living day lights outta me. i can easily make pple cry. not that im proud of it. but at least its better than pple making me tear. so i just shut everyone out and up with words that seem logical and reasonable. look. its SEEM. when in fact im just talking cock. well thanks mom-in-law. whther yu like it or not. and whther yu are dragging me to the mata. or whther yu think im not good enough for yer precious, no ones gives a fark. yu gave me insights. yes i'll take note and improve and learn to shut the fark up.
and i guess to take this relationship beyond the ting stage. we seriously have to consider the option of imigrating. right nic? but tts if yu wanna hold on. haha and i pray yu will.
hey lord jesus, i havnt blasphemised for quite some time already. bless us aight. PRAYS*
today i got the biggest bust in my whole life. nt in the context of a boob. eh since when was prinya ever lucky to get big breasts heh. ah but i shant dwell about it here. and it shall add another skeleton to my imaginary closet.
i can make some mums go gaga over me. but thats when i put on the isa mentality in my head. so for that period of conversation with any moms, my intelligence and maturity rises several notches above my actual level. like some BOOST. but sadly this side failed to charm the pants off nic's parents. not the literal sense once again. and i just figured. being eloquent isnt good enough. the keyword is WHEN. when to be eloquent. when to simply shut the fark up. i shlda just nodded my head and look like some god-forsaken puppy when they discovered and scolded the living day lights outta me. i can easily make pple cry. not that im proud of it. but at least its better than pple making me tear. so i just shut everyone out and up with words that seem logical and reasonable. look. its SEEM. when in fact im just talking cock. well thanks mom-in-law. whther yu like it or not. and whther yu are dragging me to the mata. or whther yu think im not good enough for yer precious, no ones gives a fark. yu gave me insights. yes i'll take note and improve and learn to shut the fark up.
and i guess to take this relationship beyond ting stage. we seriously have to consider the option of imigrating. right nic? but tts if yu wanna hold on. haha and i pray yu will.
hey lord jesus, i havnt blasphemised for quite some time already. bless us aight. PRAYS*
having bahkwa in early today. made me realise how lucky im. HAH. oh well nvm insider jokes. maybe only mark and mugen will geddit.
hmmms. few hours time. i'm goin potato's niece's celebration. eh i hope there's the nice succulent chicken wings there. the last time i ate it, i was left crying for more. just that my shy exterior forbade me taking on more than 3 of those winged nasties. then after tt i'll prolly drop by that farking teochew hawker. yu disturb my gf? i disturb your mother. then i'll meet nic and the usual things go. there she goes, there she goes again. i suspect shes not picking my fone at this point of time, becos she strongly believes i'll only serve to impede her sleep. HAH. come on. wakey wakey. wake up wake up. cant wait for mos later. EH no yu irrecalcitrant clubbers. im not refering to ministry of sound. as a matteroffact, im refering to my MAKE-OUT-SESSION.
ehs. my bahkwas calling me. fill yu in laters.
heirloom's a pretty good show. and yu bet its not the typical omg *ghost flashes past at the speed of light coupled with ridiculous sound effects kinda b-grade horror movie. actually i think nic's og is kinda cool la. the usual hierarchy in modernday society. the cools + the geeks + the neighbourhoods. haha and to what i heard theres alrdy a divided faction.
and i guess thse drenched ducks are prolly back from their trip stinking of ammonia. and i pray mooney's face doesnt get worse. my heart goes out to yu. i noe how it sucks to have outbreaks. much more for permanent ones.
hmms lets see. my weekend agenda. finish reading econs on sat, so that come monday neo doesnt have a chance of sweeping me off my feet. mug mug mug. oh wells past weeks been spending too much tyme out. andd on sun prolly goin potato's place to celebrate her niece's first month haha. its quite surprising. but feels gd to be invited though. HEH. den after tt can drop by MY DARLING's place for a rendezvous under the watchful eye of her pet shithzu SUSHI. stupid dog. one of this days im gonna smuggle wolfie over ( when hes horny) and let him screw yu upside down HAHA. oh and i saw cedric and gang today again. oh wells. hes still pissed. haha so am i. and just when i was thinking. let all aquaintence be forgot. well cant be helped. at least adrian still managed a WAVE. silly ones. nvm.
sillily. i think council kinda influenced me. im gonna name my daughter/son, caritas. haha. eh. imagine CARITAS LOVAJANA. sounds chio man. and the offspring better be chio too. lets see. im gonna make him/her pick up violin. den perform for daddymommy at night. like stand outside the door and play HAHAHA! and impose tennis/golf upon him, so i can watch and laugh gleefully as he/her fills my coffers. ah. everythings too soon. so lets just wait in anticipation.
Caritas,
nicole.
