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Its been a whole week full of exams and labs and more coming on the next week…and i manage to survive it..wat a miracle..Saturday nite, and i guess it’s time to hit phang’s place for a pit stop…
As we got into phang’s van, me and ken screamed all the way (as usual), when he starts to drift (its an FF van, so it doesn’t really drift - it’s just a simile of his skills of cornering the van)…and fung xin were petrified i guess cause he is sitting in the passenger seat at front (now u know why we don’t like to sit at the front)..and the tyres were screeching all the way (it was way scarier than the space shot in genting)…it seems like phang is still as fast and furious like the old days, erm…might even say he is better than before nowdays…
We went to Lecka Lecka in front of Starhill complex where there is some kind of event about some calendar girls pageant…Look, we were forced there by phang because he had a fren competing there, and we started to comment the girls as if we were the judge…I still remember fung xin say tat he like the number 4…Its rather a dissapointment in the end because the results were unexpected..(you get the whole idea what’s that suppose to mean..)
Anyway, we had our supper at Mcd..and phang forced me to refill because he belanja us..
We did booze some hennessy in phang’s place and phang said it would be nice to mix it with the nescafe latte. Yes, its the normal tin that u can get from 7-eleven and the results is - yucksss!!!…me and ken dun like it at all…but phang still drink it as if it was sheridan’s…dude, i gotta say that you do have some weird taste lately …Lucky i did buy some coke to mix with it..And we have some nice talk bout the whole picture of life the whole evening..Thats the end of a day and I do agree that we don’t have much excitement to spare…but like the quote of davidoff’s cigars, it’s a good life..
