I think Mom somehow still managed to retain her youthful svelt self after all these years...
I went to celebrate Dia's birthday at Plaza Mont Kiara last night. We ate at a Spanish restaurant. The food was descent, but not as good as the sort of food we ate at Marche, The Heeren, in Singapore a fortnight ago.
I've been visiting the gym these last couple of days. I think I need to devise a new exercise routine for myself. I saw some routines in last month's Men's Health. But too complated lah. I think I must cut the page and bring the page to the gym.
I took out the rainbow bumper stiker off my bumper because it didn't look nice. So, I stuck the sticker inside my boot. Ala-ala closet case ke ni?
This is Mom, as a theatre actress. I wonder what I'll write about her if I have to review this particular play...
Yesterday I went to Bangsar. I have to pass a cheque to Rohaizad. He was late, so I went to Bangsar Village. The place is spanking new. Not many shops though.
Rohaizad bought be a rainbow bumber sticker for my car. I stuck the stiker to my car this morning. Now I have a queer mobile to drive around town...
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