i’d say U.O.X. was awesome. that is, if i could remember half of it. didn’t have dinner and started chugging beer. was very tipsy very quick. sucks that i had to sober up to send someone’s car home. but then the buzz came back and eventually poor al had to send me home. a camwhore bimbo post if i ever saw one. *dance dance dance*
photos below stolen from khairul.
happiness is a life filled with less drama, more alcohol chilling.
lapsap junkyard sale @ palate palette
tag relaunch (hanging at terrace)
baby zulkiflie crazy chili padi
the not-so-secret-affair with mister chicken
mima told me yesterday (or the day before) that baby once bought a dozen vitagens when the vitagen truck rolled by her school, and drank ‘em all.
so i challenged her to a one-shot vitagen showdown.
she lost.
damn tak puas hati (and yc showing off as usual said it was nothing) so we tried again.
the aftermath
the tokens i won
loser number 1
loser number 2
me, the winner
khairul couldn’t give a shit
fine, i’ll admit i was tad antsocial last night. but… but… i just wanted my cherry trees! is that so much to ask? anyway i’ve also blown the elite beat divas out of the water. i so rule.
drink drink drink and then drunk? had too many sessions this week. think i’d better slow down. :p
the boys, acting sexy and shit
playing wii under influence
absolut kurrant ribena, a discoball and great company
the loveliest girl in the world
the buruk-est FACE that night
the datin has entered the building
aiyo, how can i take a photo with datin with such a tak cool face!
…that i am now immune to all types of bad puns.
some photos, sorta stolen from baby. yes, these photos are on her blog as well. we’re bohria and boring like that.
antisocial behaviour: exhibit a (dragon quest)
antisocial behaviour: exhibit b (dragon ball)
antisocial behaviour: exhibit c (elite beat agents)
this is how you’re supposed to act at a wii party.
“nak hold haaaaaaaaaaands.”
even on a wii, golf can’t be saved
i hate golf. i hate it, preciousssssss.
but i love you, Princess DS!
justine, super dragon ball
khairul, unconcious.
geekiest weekend ever. my arms are aching so much, the only reason i can manage to drive is thanks to the power steering. with weekends in like this, who needs to party in town? ;)
wii-ing is tiring, ok?
the regular night of debauchery out at TAG/lapsap/palate/wherever is “sooooo last month” that for a change we had a night of debauchery in.
in attendance: baby lovely, mr. a, haikal starkiller (mario kart cheater), mr. producer, and a sleep-deprived datin. oh, and moi, of course.
pada malam jumaat itu (kira semalam ah) kami beriang ria dengan satu unit wii…
dan…
…dan 4 biji nintendo dual screen kesayangan.
malangnya, yc phoon dan haikal starkiller amat ‘anti-social’ dengan main game hanya ’single player’ seperti Elite Beat Agents dan errr… rasanya Call of Duty. dan khairul hanya bermain dengan mighty mouse dan tiba-tiba tertidur semasa meng-facebook-ing.
ok, i’m done mimicking baby and her uber melayu posts. thanks to wii sports (bowling, tennis, boxing) i am incapable of lifting my arm above shoulder level.
“diorang ni main cam tennis betul!” aroha laghed just before baby swung with all her might and connected with my arm. i’m just waiting for the killer bruise.
the Night of Mayhem really lived up to its name. incriminating videos and photos were taken, but 98% of them are residing happily in baby’s T2.
“incriminating? how so?” no one is asking.
well, it shows how terribly retarded anyone can look while playing with a wii. especially if you’re decked in a fluffy tulle skirt and a birthday tiara.
<3
tonight the Night of Mayhem continues. that is, after the Last Night Out With Mah Bitches organised by miss ooi. i hope i don’t get lost on my way to J&R.
ciao, bella.
