Hi. Orgasms aside. My week so far basically consist of appalling amount of sleep and gradually growing gathering sessions. Wednesday, 12pm, hopped on a bike of lad F and went to Kajang Town for a quick lunch and catching up session before I meet up with old mates from high school. Last seen lad F two years ago. Not much changes though. Except for certain habits of him I hate that he had grown to like. Where has the good boy gone? Lad, smoking kills. Please don't die yet. Okay, I might be a little dramatic. Excuse le sinful editorial. We ate and we laughed. And even make sarcastic remarks of each other like we always do. It even turned out into a little safe non hazardous war of kicking each other's foot, hair pulling, stomach punching and throwing slippers underneath people's table. Eyes were caught staring and it only cracks us up into more laughter. Embarrassing indeed. But it was fun though.
1pm, lad went back, and I proceeded with the next occasion of the day. Met up with lad B slash ex-Selangor track mate, lass A, lass W and lass F at Secret Recipe. Lad B was in town and since I haven't seen him for ages and he has been wanting to meet up for ages as well, he was asked to join femmes of mine. Venue changed though. Transiting from Secret Recipe to Mamak instead.
As of the usual, gossips were exchanged, stories were revised. Ate, chatted, laughed, yada yada yada. 3pm, said goodbye to lad B and us femmes extended the mini gathering and headed off to lass A's crib. A wonder crib that every human could possibly dream of. Pool table, swimming pool, back yard big enough to play mini baseball, mini gym, karaoke room and every nice things you can think of. Old memories and new memories were gathered and girl talks were had obviously. Who's the new guy, what happened to the last one, what happened to that girl who was.. and the list goes on. Gossips never end.
5pm, enough is enough. But a gathering comes with camera whoring. It's a package you can't reject. Session ended, lass A sent us all home. Thank you lass, my love for you has officially increase by 5cm.
1pm, lad went back, and I proceeded with the next occasion of the day. Met up with lad B slash ex-Selangor track mate, lass A, lass W and lass F at Secret Recipe. Lad B was in town and since I haven't seen him for ages and he has been wanting to meet up for ages as well, he was asked to join femmes of mine. Venue changed though. Transiting from Secret Recipe to Mamak instead.
As of the usual, gossips were exchanged, stories were revised. Ate, chatted, laughed, yada yada yada. 3pm, said goodbye to lad B and us femmes extended the mini gathering and headed off to lass A's crib. A wonder crib that every human could possibly dream of. Pool table, swimming pool, back yard big enough to play mini baseball, mini gym, karaoke room and every nice things you can think of. Old memories and new memories were gathered and girl talks were had obviously. Who's the new guy, what happened to the last one, what happened to that girl who was.. and the list goes on. Gossips never end.
5pm, enough is enough. But a gathering comes with camera whoring. It's a package you can't reject. Session ended, lass A sent us all home. Thank you lass, my love for you has officially increase by 5cm.
Daiyumn girl. You've gotten fairer now that you're staying in Kingston. I'm threatened. Brrr.

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