Laman Nadia

Being born in a city, living in a city, it’s weird if I say I never been to this shopping mall or that restaurant in my city. So instead of going somewhere suburban just to find nice ‘cendol’ we headed to Pavilion. Picked her up at 10.30am, arrived PV at 11.00am and left at about 7.30pm. Guess the parking rate? RM27, guys…. *almost fainted*

This friend of mine was craving for Carl’s Jr. I said yes to her because I felt guilty of my naughtiness towards her when we were in school. I did my best. I took her from home, paid almost every meals we had that day, and made sure that she entertained all day and drove her safely to her house. I was that good but…

…boy, was I wrong. On her FB status, she said she got bullied!

She laughed at my jokes, she got to buy what she needed to buy, we went to see her favourite watch more than thrice, I fed her more than she could swallow and which part that I bullied her? 

Was it when I asked her to took my picture outside the glass window when she’s about to take her sit? 

Or was it when she’s full and about to dozed off and I told her that was a sign of aging?

Or was it when I acted cute and didn’t hear her when she said something serious?

Or perhaps I laughed and make funny of her stories? 

That’s my real self, peeps. True friends would know that I don’t like to take things too serious, I like to crack jokes, say something silly, take selfie, being cheerful and chirpy. 

And, you, dear friend, knows me better! Congrats. Proud to share our photo together. 😎