There are days when your mind is up with the clouds
Kuala Lumpur
Shopping galore. i like. especially when i have my very own butler carrying my bags. The poor dude. *laugh* The returns werent all that fab i would have to say, A/X wasn't on sale and therefore no returns from there. CK opened up a boutique right next door to Armani and that couldnt be any more apt.
The ride couldn't be any better. Watching the roads run along acres of land, trees and small towns. Songs of soul swimming into your ears, words of heart echoing in the peaceful mind. You could sit there forever, beside the glass, just watching.
Muddy Murphy's
How cool is muddy's? HOW COOL? very cool.
The ambience is just perfect. The gorgeous Irish Pub setting of 18th Century Britain. Seats that you could sink into. The cosy enclosure that tranports you to an almost sleepy-sweet European tale. The drunk white men singing songs of cheer and beer. One of the better places to watch matches. Freaking large plasmas indoors, another projector screen outdoors and small televisions in little dodgy corners. The white crowd there makes it really rowdy which brings much entertainment to the game. The drunk blokes talking about how they're about to screw some girl, but "she doesn't know it yet". Poor lass.
It makes you think, "why stay home for the world cup?". *smile*
Two nights at Muddy's. Two very lovely nights. The portugal-netherlands match was way way entertaining. And though i came into the game routing for Portugal, they hell didn't deserve the win. Just watch the ref lose control of the dang game, the dude was definitely sweating his boxers off some point. And please giggle with me if you saw the shot of deco and his holland-barcelona mate sitting at the bad-boy's bench after they got sent off. Fark hilarious. Way pathetic sight.
Night with Adrian
I've missed spending time with Nairda. Glad we went for the night out. The conversations, the bitching and the feeling like "hey, i got you".
Every once in a while we chance upon someone worth our time and worth keeping around. Especially when you find people that actually get you and you could spent forever just sitting with them, even if you haven't really got anything to say. I may have stumbled upon quite afew gems recently and i am grateful.
Irvin is checking himself out. It's damn disgusting.
Shopping galore. i like. especially when i have my very own butler carrying my bags. The poor dude. *laugh* The returns werent all that fab i would have to say, A/X wasn't on sale and therefore no returns from there. CK opened up a boutique right next door to Armani and that couldnt be any more apt.
The ride couldn't be any better. Watching the roads run along acres of land, trees and small towns. Songs of soul swimming into your ears, words of heart echoing in the peaceful mind. You could sit there forever, beside the glass, just watching.
Muddy Murphy's
How cool is muddy's? HOW COOL? very cool.
The ambience is just perfect. The gorgeous Irish Pub setting of 18th Century Britain. Seats that you could sink into. The cosy enclosure that tranports you to an almost sleepy-sweet European tale. The drunk white men singing songs of cheer and beer. One of the better places to watch matches. Freaking large plasmas indoors, another projector screen outdoors and small televisions in little dodgy corners. The white crowd there makes it really rowdy which brings much entertainment to the game. The drunk blokes talking about how they're about to screw some girl, but "she doesn't know it yet". Poor lass.
It makes you think, "why stay home for the world cup?". *smile*
Two nights at Muddy's. Two very lovely nights. The portugal-netherlands match was way way entertaining. And though i came into the game routing for Portugal, they hell didn't deserve the win. Just watch the ref lose control of the dang game, the dude was definitely sweating his boxers off some point. And please giggle with me if you saw the shot of deco and his holland-barcelona mate sitting at the bad-boy's bench after they got sent off. Fark hilarious. Way pathetic sight.
Night with Adrian
I've missed spending time with Nairda. Glad we went for the night out. The conversations, the bitching and the feeling like "hey, i got you".
Every once in a while we chance upon someone worth our time and worth keeping around. Especially when you find people that actually get you and you could spent forever just sitting with them, even if you haven't really got anything to say. I may have stumbled upon quite afew gems recently and i am grateful.
Irvin is checking himself out. It's damn disgusting.
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