February Babies

A whirlwind weekend of parties, gatherings and birthday cakes. It was a great way to spend the weekend, even though it's taken me two days to fully recover from the exhaustion, sleep depravation and mad laughs.


















Comments

Eddie said…
ada tiga, langsung tak clear. hahaha...

sorry mate, guess it wasn't meant to be. :P
8:24 AM
Zulhelmy Zakawan said…
yang aku punya pulak sampai terlebih lebih.. tiga different pics, tiga different quotes, tiga different name. hampeh.. =p
4:30 PM
LyNn Satria said…
abang mawi!!aaaaaa!!(goin crazy,hair pulling stunts,lompat2 like katak puru n akhirnya deliberately pengsan)..bluek bluek!!
3:27 AM
Zulhelmy Zakawan said…
kehadapan cik dd dan cik lynn, adapun dengan ini saya mengisytiharkan bahawa, dari saat dan ketika ini, saya, tidak akan melayan segala anasir anasir berupa kutukan, sindiran mahupun kata kata yang boleh membawa kepada kekeliruan yang boleh menjejaskan reputasi saya sendiri dan juga asmawi mohd ani atau mawi. segala kerjasama dari pihak cik berdua adalah amat dihargai. sekian.

yang menjalankan tugas,

zull zaqwan.
3:37 AM
Eddie said…
dude...you know Mawi's full name?

BwaHAhaHAhAAHahaHA...!!
8:42 AM
Medusa said…
Hi there!! Been reading your blog recently.

Sorry for my ignorance, but what does poyo mean?
11:22 AM
Eddie said…
Poyo |POH YAW|

noun (pl. poyos)

1. the condition of someone or something that is inherently lame or despondent. usually reserved for people who pretend to know everything, acts as though they're god's gift to humanity and is generally extremely self absorbed.

Hope that clarifies your question Medusa! Ur singaporean right? How's the rain, any better than KL?
8:10 PM
Medusa said…
Yes I am.

Thanks for that detailed explaination. :)

Well, it hasnt been raining this past few days. We've been having lots of sunshine!!
9:47 AM
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