Quickie Pt. 1.

Quick update on what could have possibly been the best weekend I've had all year.

And regular readers of this blog (which number in the high 0.005s) will know that this is a rare occurence for me, as I almost never put up posts recounting my increasingly-mundane exploits.

Anyway.

Awesome weekend.

Why? Consider the following.

Friday.

1. Came back on Friday after squash with Suman, so got the exercise quota of the weeekend filled (Ha. Ha.).
2. Dinner with Mommy at Pasta Zanmai in OneUtama, which had surprisingly well-prepared pasta. Bloody hell, teh japanese are cooking better spaghetti than the Italians, why is that?

Saturday.

1. Went out to buy prom suit with Mom. Yes. I'm a mommy's boy. Sue me.
2. Found and bought the suit from Zara. A two-button this time, thank god. If I show up at a prom in a business suit again i'd be forced to go into the Himalayas and be inducted into a monastery.
3. Came home, watched an awesome qualifying session, where Mr. Vettel snatched pole in a fantastic lap.
4. Did P3. yes. Don't laugh. = D
5. Noticed that downloading speed had quadrupled and downloaded The Pixies and Robert Plant & Alison Krauss tracks, and... That's it. Right. Cough.

Sunday.

1. Woke up and got my Dad to send me to The Gardens, like I'm some freaking fourteen year old, gahhh! Happy the Car is busted, and the road tax is dead, so it was either be chauffered like a dick or drive an effing Kia Naza Ria minivan around. And that ain't happening.
2. Met up with Sheril. = )
3. Watched a movie, whose name shall not be mentioned here.
4. Bumped into Hairul, MABA, Stab, Jijul, Min and basically half of Sapphire in MPH while i was with Sheril.
5. Had a Big Mac after she left. (Sooooo good.)
6. Watched Turkish GP. Which was kinda sucky. And I vowed to Kesh that if, in the last 10 laps, Vettel and Webber did something stupid and crashed or something I would cut my... Legs off. Thankfully, I can still... Walk. Race ended Button, Webber, Vettel.
7. Got back to college at 11.30pm.
8. Was so hungry I had lemon biscuits dipped in Mamee 'Buntu Pedas Terer' broth. which wasn't bad. Haha.
9. Called her, and went to bed.

And that was my weekend. Plus this morning, I got up at like. 8.14. And rushedrushedrushed to Aizan's class, pushed the door open, panting like a bastard, and started yelling 'IMSORRYMISSAIZANSORRYSORRY' to an empty class.

Class was cancelled.

She'a at a seminar, says Kammy-who-just-woke-up-cause-Aiman-called-her.

Great.

Anyway.

That was my weekend, with a little epilogue.

How was yours? = )