
Butt flashing should only be a priviledge for babies, sick patients and lingerie model.
Sadly today, while having a carnivorious buffet with 2 old school mates, I had the priviledge of one such sighting.
It wasnt a great reunion. Although I'm happy to meet them, but I'm entirely dissappointed with them. Its enough that I have to bear watching Nabila or Sh Amani wore skimpy skirt/shorts on TV.. but to devour one in public, and to realise your own friends 2x5?? Sakit mata and sakit hati. And the fact that I had accidentally saw her butts flashing through her skimpy "tennis" skirt? Fried chicken wont taste the same again... sigh...
Not only they've changed the way they dressed, but they prefer worldly talks too much. Gossiping about boys and gritty details which will surely answered with a slap (by your grandma 50 years ago). They bragged about what they've "explored", the job they do, on how they get to meet models and artists..bla...bla...go to pubs bla..bla..
It seems that this is a sad way how teens and youngsters become socialites. Talk big. Walk posh. Act rich.
Me? I just enjoyed my big lunch. Again, I dont know why they insisted on meeting at Bistro, paid RM25 if they're just going to have the salads and desert? Diet....
The higher the circus monkey climbed a pole, the more his ass showed.
Bear that in mind.
Sadly today, while having a carnivorious buffet with 2 old school mates, I had the priviledge of one such sighting.
It wasnt a great reunion. Although I'm happy to meet them, but I'm entirely dissappointed with them. Its enough that I have to bear watching Nabila or Sh Amani wore skimpy skirt/shorts on TV.. but to devour one in public, and to realise your own friends 2x5?? Sakit mata and sakit hati. And the fact that I had accidentally saw her butts flashing through her skimpy "tennis" skirt? Fried chicken wont taste the same again... sigh...
Not only they've changed the way they dressed, but they prefer worldly talks too much. Gossiping about boys and gritty details which will surely answered with a slap (by your grandma 50 years ago). They bragged about what they've "explored", the job they do, on how they get to meet models and artists..bla...bla...go to pubs bla..bla..
It seems that this is a sad way how teens and youngsters become socialites. Talk big. Walk posh. Act rich.
Me? I just enjoyed my big lunch. Again, I dont know why they insisted on meeting at Bistro, paid RM25 if they're just going to have the salads and desert? Diet....
The higher the circus monkey climbed a pole, the more his ass showed.
Bear that in mind.
