Island trip was followed up by a quick relative visiting trip in Ipoh. Stayed one night in Ipoh and the next day, it was New Year's Eve already. Wal-lah. I caught me offloading hardcore enthusiasm over lavish New Year's Eve plan with le femmes and lads.
Reached home at 6.30pm and I was waiting for le lad's arrival via V to pick me up to lass A's in Melawati to get ready together and to crash fashionably late together. Heh. Goddamn. Embraced high levels of hormone actions, transformed into full-blown girls when getting done. I in black dress lent by cousin S (I ain't got no dress yo), Lass A, Lad A and Lad N also in black, wagoned our asses to Corus Hotel at 9pm.
Rejoined with the rest of the lads and lasses (Lass I, Lad F, Lass A, Lass B), exchanged hello kisses and hugs, afterwards, declared ourselves warriors and scampered over to the Heaven of Foods. Choosing what to eat was tough. Still, lounged, involved selves in manic slash frantic search of food, lounged a little bit more, overlooked the hipster oldies population on the dance floor and the SEXY pussycatdolls on stage *cough*, left the Heaven of Foods and placed our rear ends down at the table and happily stuffing carbs.
Stories were exchanged in a high pitch voice so as to drown out the DJ's noise, plates of laughters were served, warm loves were in air. T'was ace. Awesome foods, awesome companies, awesome place. Ace I say. Fucking epic I might add. Pardon my french if you please.
Snapshots were taken (a must!), 10 minutes to countdown, headed to the dance floor and start boogy woogy-ing with ownselves' wicked moves. Robots, Sky Poking, you name it. Seconds to Year 2009 were countdowned and right when it hit zero, balloon rain fell along side with a few mini explosions (what do you call it? I have no idea!) And for the sole fact of having beloveds around was extra fucking epic. New Year hugs and kisses were given out to all. Us all then rushed outside for a short real KLCC's fireworks viewing and gawked at it like a first-grade loon I am. Though it was for a very short while. Hanged around somemore for a half an hour and wagoned to Lass A's at 1am. Sleepovers! Oh glee!
20 years old already? Hell no. I'm still a fresh 19 years old-ie!
Welcome, 2009!
Reached home at 6.30pm and I was waiting for le lad's arrival via V to pick me up to lass A's in Melawati to get ready together and to crash fashionably late together. Heh. Goddamn. Embraced high levels of hormone actions, transformed into full-blown girls when getting done. I in black dress lent by cousin S (I ain't got no dress yo), Lass A, Lad A and Lad N also in black, wagoned our asses to Corus Hotel at 9pm.
Rejoined with the rest of the lads and lasses (Lass I, Lad F, Lass A, Lass B), exchanged hello kisses and hugs, afterwards, declared ourselves warriors and scampered over to the Heaven of Foods. Choosing what to eat was tough. Still, lounged, involved selves in manic slash frantic search of food, lounged a little bit more, overlooked the hipster oldies population on the dance floor and the SEXY pussycatdolls on stage *cough*, left the Heaven of Foods and placed our rear ends down at the table and happily stuffing carbs.
Stories were exchanged in a high pitch voice so as to drown out the DJ's noise, plates of laughters were served, warm loves were in air. T'was ace. Awesome foods, awesome companies, awesome place. Ace I say. Fucking epic I might add. Pardon my french if you please.
Snapshots were taken (a must!), 10 minutes to countdown, headed to the dance floor and start boogy woogy-ing with ownselves' wicked moves. Robots, Sky Poking, you name it. Seconds to Year 2009 were countdowned and right when it hit zero, balloon rain fell along side with a few mini explosions (what do you call it? I have no idea!) And for the sole fact of having beloveds around was extra fucking epic. New Year hugs and kisses were given out to all. Us all then rushed outside for a short real KLCC's fireworks viewing and gawked at it like a first-grade loon I am. Though it was for a very short while. Hanged around somemore for a half an hour and wagoned to Lass A's at 1am. Sleepovers! Oh glee!
20 years old already? Hell no. I'm still a fresh 19 years old-ie!
Welcome, 2009!
Lass A and A.
Lass B, Lad F, Lass I, and I.
Oyster attempt. Blergh.
And I survived. Wal-lah.
Lass B :)
Lass A and B.
Lass A, me, Lass B, Lass A, Lass I.
They camwhored without me. Heh. How dare.
Boogy woogy testing.
Lad F and Lass I.
Found it!
Say ouii.
The peace thingy. Yes. I know.
As you wish, Lass A.
Ace!
The cuckoo duo which makes you holding the urge of slapping with love.
Love love!
Zorro? Si? No?
Trying to show off the shoes that were rarely worn.
Counting down!
Wooot woot!
Group hugggg!
The Duos.
Desperate Housewives? Yarrite Lad N.
Because We Rock.More photos? Facebook me. Ngeh.
heeeeeeeeeeee!!! fun fun fun!!!
ReplyDeleteit wud be fun-ner of you were thereeee!
ReplyDeleteu girls rock weyh!
ReplyDeletehow i wish if i hv girlfriends like yours.malang btol i rmai kwn laki.heh.
;p
ehhh
ReplyDeletey malang pulakkk
kwn laki pun seronok je whattt :)
janji ade kawan :DD
Omg bestnyaaaaaa! HAPPY NEW YEAR BABE!
ReplyDeletehappy new year babe..
ReplyDeletehappy new year eikha and wanie :)
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