fun in our pjs. friends for life.

cookie rocks mans.

this is my best friend that i love so dearly. i came up with something really dumb. on the 18th of every month it is our best friend's day. so on this particular day, we must wish each other happy best friend's day. i know its childish and all like pri sch kids but i feel the need to.haha probably after a few months we would forget already la.. haha well we will just see then..

quarreling is not good. its like you can pick a quarrel with someone within 1 second but the peace and make up part takes forever. i promise never to quarrel unless absoutely necessary esp to my closer friends. i am sorry for times that i made them feel upset and frustrated. after peace and make up there would be this uncomfortable stage.. that awkward stage i hate that the most. why is it that we take for granted the happy times and focus on that one or few times that upset us? leave the stuff that is stupid and upsetting and hold those happy stuff close to you. why pick on small unhappy matters and not rejoice on small happy matters? a tiniest thing can cause a fragment btw the closest friends. how dangerous is that mans...affirming each other is very important in a friendship. i feel that when you tell someone that you love her/him and cherish that friendship a lot, it would mean a big deal to anyone. but at times it is only after quarrels we tend to cherish our friendship much more. that is if you are lucky. just had a quarrel with one of my friends but we made up already. haha when it was the cold war and uncomfortable period, i had the sudden thought what would happen if i were to lose this friend. sad, lonely... my worst fear of all is to be disliked or hated by this friend. well i am side tracking already so i should end here and skip to a next topic.


i went zouk on monday night. wow wow wow. it was damn damn crowded. my shoes were white when i went in and after walking or rather pushing through the human traffic my shoes became black.it was stepped all over. i cant believe it mans. not only my shoes were stepped all over. i felt my chest was being flatten like dunno how many times. i almost broke my arm too. unknown guy just hug my waist and pushed me over. though he helped me get through to the next step but i was damn uncomfortable. well during the squeezing like sardine part i kinda of regretted being there.. but then after that when the some people left and me and ler went in again it was worth while going to zouk. PAUL VAN DYKE!!! he is so good. and the smoke haha my favourite mans.. i hope next year when he come again i can stay longer.