GUESS WHO IS BACK FROM BEIJING!
yes lar, kenneth cunty soo. not having him on the same soil brought desperation and depression to me and russ. especially russ of course.
the day he touched down, we had a vunderful dinner at sushi teh which he paid for obligingly. and i lapped it up obviously. then off to coffee bean for some tea and chocolate.
i lurbch you many many my hawt china man.
then it was xueyun's birthday with her gang. i was just there as a calafair. everything ended at slightly after 3 in the morn. i feel asleep with new found power.
spent saturday with kris and gen and wilson shopping at marina. and as usual, they were obsessed with my boobs
they always say i let them hang out. i believe in freedom.
then home and shaun picked me up for dinner at lavender. since he is selling laura (his mitsubishi evo) away next week, he allowed me to take her for a spin. BUT i only made it around the carpark INTO another carpark across my estate. damn those lorries.
his switching his crazy, engine roaring, manly car:
to this adorable i wanna squeeze you, you SNAG kind of car:
because his school doesn't allow him to park his evo inside in case his student see him as a "pai kia" - his principle said that.
but i like the SNAG more.
