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Sunday, October 28, 2012
Alive on High Spirits.


So hey. 
In spite of the heavy workload I have from school, I still insisted to go clubbing with my best girl.
Besides, I wouldn't want to miss out on all the fun for her 19th birthday. Its only once a year so why not? 

Had a really late start to my Saturday. Heading out at only 830pm to Nasri's place since Nini and her bf were still getting ready. Its has been ages since I paid a visit to his place and I felt that it was really heart warming because his family including his grandparents greeted me kindly. Not to mention, Nasri was too thoughtful to whip me up a quick dinner since he could tell by my expression that I was starving. 


Maggi goreng with teh o by Nasri. Absolutely scrumptious! 
Will definitely miss this when he gets into ns. Sigh.


Moving on... 
We decided to head to Avatar since its not known as a place of rejection for Malays -.-
Although I would really love to head to Zirca and Helipad soon! 
Really miss clubbing there. I feel that the atmosphere there is more...welcoming?
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As I've said it several times, I don't usually upload other couple pictures on my blog 
but this is definitely an exception because I really think that Nini is happy beyond words. 
When she's happy, I'm overjoyed. 
Wishing you both the best of both worlds, NiniArep.


 While we were slacking, Arep borrowed Tinkerbell and tried to master the usage of the dslr.
 I think this picture below is a perfect shot of Nini and her happiness beyond words.
Thumbs up to Arep. Lol.


"As the going gets tougher, I'll stay and not go. Through the hurricanes, tornados, tsunami, rain or shine I'll ensure you that I'll be there."


The night went perfectly well and we drained all of our energy at approximately 4am.
There is a need to buy proper shoes for clubbing because I can no longer stand wearing heels nor wedges.
 The fall on the podium staircase really taught me worthwhile lesson. Blame it all on the alcohol for making my vision go blurry and being lightheaded to situations like this. But I laughed it off of course, it was totally funny because I get to experience my fall in a slow mode and all I could say was like, my hp where is my hp! HAHAHAHA. Bimbo.




You'll be heading off to NS this coming Thursday. Time has really passed by so fast or should I say too fast? I'll have my say here. Nasri, I've long forgiven you of the wrongdoings that you've done and you've been such a great boyfriend to me for these 3 years. Don't think otherwise of that please I beg. I know that perhaps you might be super insecure when you're in camp but I'm a big girl now. I'll know how to take care of myself. I just hope that you'll stay healthy and I'll see you when you're out. We'll come out with something. Please don't expect too much coming from me, I'm just not mentally stable and I do not wish to hurt you with the choices that I make.
Thank you for sacrificing most of your time and money to go on dates with me.
I will never forget the moments that we've spent.
xx