off much deprived limelight

It's the rain that we walked through. It's the silly hold-your-pee moments so more seeing could be squeezed in. It's the one regular coke and fries with five right hands digging in. It's the persuading of the legs to climb the many flights of stairs. It's the laughing at not-so-funny-also things because we felt like being a riot.
That was what the Bangsar-do was for me.

When some bailed out but others extended self invites just so things don't get canceled, I could only smile.
When I was shirt-off-my-back-broke and others fought to be my personal bank (complete with installments and interest-free loans), I worried about my spending. Heh.
And when you're so worried, you gulp down your milo ais then receive calls and texts checking to see if you're okay, your day looks up. =)

The drama award of the day has got to go to Ameza for her 'helpitwon'tcomeoff' little scene. She was running from one person to the next in her socks. As sadistic as it sounds, if only I have a video of it. Sadly, the sales assistants were way too edgy with a camera being in the premises. Ah well, they were only doing their jobs.

Thanks babes.

minx wrote at11:37 AM
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