Sing But Try Not To Sink

I’m not that familiar with Putrajaya and areas that surround it because I have no reason to go there. None of my friends are there. The close ones that is. And I have no close relatives in Putrajaya either. But come to think about it, I don’t really have any relative that I’m close with. The reason why, because most of them are simply a bunch of twat who only pretend like they care about me each time I fucked things up. Long story..Not worth wasting my time to write or even think about it..

And then there’s Byni, my dear friend way back from high school up until our five years in uni. We laughed, we cried, we had our shares of ridiculously fugly clothes, we fought and there was not even a single memories from the past 10 years that doesn’t involve her. It was such a shame that we kinda ‘grew apart’ for the past one year or so. With her being a government servant living in Putrajaya and myself still trying to figure things out back here in Nilai. I don’t know. I guess it’s just too much for both of us. That and her boyfriend. Whooops!

We finally got to meet up yesterday in Alamanda, Putrajaya. I’m not to sure about that place but it was nice to finally see and catch up. We have like thousands of things to talk about yet so little time to do it. Wafi and Wan were also there and they kinda talked us into joining them for karaoke. Byni and I thought that it wouldn’t be such a good idea because we heard each others sang before. And man it was ugly=) But we tagged along anyways. Quite fun. Not too bad.

So yesterday I got to sing, meet up with my long-lost friend, and get inside a tiny car all in one day.

Song playing inside my head: Glen Hansard's When Your Mind's Made Up


Ain said…
what?! dang! i hate u guys! (^_^)
byni said…
finally,like d old days.but 2 many things 2 catch up yet 2 li'l time aite..haih