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oh yar. i went shopping at batam yesterday. did i tell u all yet? lets see what i bought. a junior sized tee. yes u read it right. junior sized. so that it fits nicely. i bought a backpack for an undisclosed sum. and also a pair of flared jeans. hahahaha. they're low rise and they have a nice fit u see. and i couldnt find any other jeans that fit nicely. so i just bought them.
just sent them for altering ah. hope the nyonya straight cuts em. this is how the conversation went. hmm lets write this like in HML class in secondary school.
tempat: kedai nyonya
masa: petang sekitar 6 petang
pelakon: rizal sebagai heronya
nyonya yang wajarnya macam tak mandi
rizal: "auntie ah. can alter jeans or not?"
nyonya: "can can. how u want?"
rizal: "u see my jeans first. flare ah. i want to straight cut"
nyonya: "can lah." (proceeds to fold the jeans)
rizal: "ah yes like this. dowan tapered ah"
nyonya: "ok ok not tapered"
rizal: "when collect? tonight ah?" *tak sabar nak pakai jeans baru per)
nyonya: "no lah. tomolo (note the row changed to low) lah"
the other parts of the convo arent important. consists of me flirting with the nyonya in an attempt to lower the price from a whopping $5 to a measly $4. but nah my charm didnt work. must be that layer of eye crust and B.O. that acted as a shield against my charm.
so its time for school in about a few hours time. cant wait for PE because we get to dance. i wonder what dance they're gonna teach us tmr. hmm. whatever it is, i know i'll be smelling nice after my shower cos i got all my toiletries bought yesterday. face wash, hair wax, powder (yes powder. so sue me for using it like a girl)and my shampoo and soap.
so see u guys in school. cherio~
oh yar. i went shopping at batam yesterday. did i tell u all yet? lets see what i bought. a junior sized tee. yes u read it right. junior sized. so that it fits nicely. i bought a backpack for an undisclosed sum. and also a pair of flared jeans. hahahaha. they're low rise and they have a nice fit u see. and i couldnt find any other jeans that fit nicely. so i just bought them.
just sent them for altering ah. hope the nyonya straight cuts em. this is how the conversation went. hmm lets write this like in HML class in secondary school.
tempat: kedai nyonya
masa: petang sekitar 6 petang
pelakon: rizal sebagai heronya
nyonya yang wajarnya macam tak mandi
rizal: "auntie ah. can alter jeans or not?"
nyonya: "can can. how u want?"
rizal: "u see my jeans first. flare ah. i want to straight cut"
nyonya: "can lah." (proceeds to fold the jeans)
rizal: "ah yes like this. dowan tapered ah"
nyonya: "ok ok not tapered"
rizal: "when collect? tonight ah?" *tak sabar nak pakai jeans baru per)
nyonya: "no lah. tomolo (note the row changed to low) lah"
the other parts of the convo arent important. consists of me flirting with the nyonya in an attempt to lower the price from a whopping $5 to a measly $4. but nah my charm didnt work. must be that layer of eye crust and B.O. that acted as a shield against my charm.
so its time for school in about a few hours time. cant wait for PE because we get to dance. i wonder what dance they're gonna teach us tmr. hmm. whatever it is, i know i'll be smelling nice after my shower cos i got all my toiletries bought yesterday. face wash, hair wax, powder (yes powder. so sue me for using it like a girl)and my shampoo and soap.
so see u guys in school. cherio~

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