"And so the lion fell in love with the lamb...,"
he murmured.
I looked away, hiding my eyes as I thrilled to the word.
"What a stupid lamb," I sighed.
"What a sick, masochistic lion."
"How old are you?"
"Seventeen," he answered promptly.
"And how long have you been seventeen?"
His lips twitched as he stared at the road.
“A while,”
Last min decided to head over to mr ong shop. but he refused to wait for us cos he say we were going too late but ms sia was so nice insisted that she'll wait for us. we told them we'll be there by 7. but joyce reach jurong east mrt at 7.10 and mag reach there at 7. so ya we were both late AGAIN!hahaha. we bought dinner for ms sia and mr ong. since both of them are on a diet, we had subway! LOVE SUBWAY MAN!haha. then we went over to mr ong shop and had our dinner there while catching up on the good times. those were the days when band was much more fun and the members werent so gay.hahaha. we chat till around 930 and realised that it was quite late so we decided to leave. before we left, we bought things for our instrument. Joyce got silver cloth only while mag got silver cloth, valve oil and tuner. mag tried to be a cashier but TOTALLY CANNOT MAKE IT! so to the ppl out there, never employ mag to be your cashier cos she'll jam your machine and will anyhow charge your customers!hahaha. okay lah after we left had curry puff for supper then took a train back home and mag SO could not balance on the train!haha.
