November 21, 2008...7:32 am

Whirlwind

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It has been, absolutely fun the past few days. Be it Jez and her crazy antics, Louis’s disgusted yet fascinated horrified face by her, bantering with fuckface, 8th month dinner with Baby and I left work for one and a half hour, stayovers at Liping’s house- Banana where are you!

Shupz and Liping were amused when I was completely content after sushi lunch on Tuesday. Work has been moderate, I need to boost my sales.

Wednesday was clubbing after work at Gotham Penthouse- it’s been awhile since I’ve clubbed and Jez always makes it fun. It’s always heartwarming when all of us girls jam up the ladies and make up and gossip and doll up. However, bonnie and su-ann didn’t join us after all. Thursday was a pub affair- it’s hilarious how Raymond is bullied by Shupz. Jack is a total happy pill when he is high, it’s nice to see him being totally ecstatic when someone else has to drink after losing at blackjack/daidee.

I realised friends are really, much more important than all these guys- what gives.

Back to Wednesday, Little India meal- my first naan, chicken masala, $7.50 dip and mango lassi IN MY ENTIRE LIFE. Haha. It was nice it poured halfway through our meal; the rain, it’s always romantic, like how it makes me want to be a little closer for warmth- and your revelation you would totally ditch the date if I made you wait any longer. In the front I tell you to drive to the back, and then to the back alley- it’s like deja vu all over (only it really happened, making the deja vu term here a total paradox) when I got in your car in the back alley. Do you remember 5 months back, a few days after my birthday, exactly there, I got in your car and you gave me my first Tiffany’s and put it on for me and wished me a happy birthday- I stole a few minutes off work too… We had a chat and We kissed goodbye and I went back in. It’s a first for me to request time out from work, and I was pleasantly surprised Daddy approved… and of you too. And our bet of Optrex. And how I want to smoke and you wouldn’t want to let me. Thank you for dinner.

It’s been 8 months… But how much of it is really?

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