don’t feel like writing. don’t really have the mood. just arrived in jb at 6 in the morning by train…breaking of the dawn. was with my brother and cuzzie. met chenta hati that evening, and az came for a sleepover.
went out to dinner at warong saga when my mom decided to bring the 2 siblings of destruction to their “playground” which translates to danga bay. i think i lost my phone while we were playing bumper cars. maybe it flew off or something.
so now i’m phone-less and damn sad. a lot of memories is stored in that phone and i cant get it back…sigh~
i blame me for having too much fun in a day