Strayed Paths

It was after work, and I was headed to Ahameedia’s for a cheese naan dinner. I was walking down Central Market and I noticed a quite complete band of buskers; one on the shaker, one percussionist, and three guitarists, most notably, the one in purple, mop-haired, with a Morris twelve-string guitar. They played All Along The Watchtower and Pink Floyd – Wish You Were Here. Coolness.

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  1. graceshu Post author

    MEH! I did not talk about my [sucky] [ex] bfs. I actually refused to talk about the [sucky] [ex] bfs. And they weren’t sucky =P I just got dumped because I was. er. neurotic. ANYWAY.

    We were talking about ghosts la yesterday… you have bad memory la wei. makan abit more raisins k.

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  2. Albert Ng Post author

    Hey, you’re a LOVABLY neurotic blogger mmmkay?

    Of course I left out bits about the ghosts. Nanti he say I bocor storyline, or the ending that I proposed.

    I even left out a paragraph on how older working dudes tend to belanja students like us.

    Well you didn’t say it wasn’t Liquid when I was cracking those gay jokes…

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  3. nabz Post author

    ehhh …. and WHT IS WRONG WITH MEETING OLD MEN WITH KIDS? AS LONG AS THEY ARE NOT MARRIED ITS OK LAA RITE? HMPFH :p
    terasa laa i albert 🙁

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  4. Iszie Post author

    Darling, keep this Saturday free. It’s going to be at the Sunway College Field from 12-6. On time.

    Be there or die!

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