The attack of the memories.

was just reading an old friend's blog and i stumbled across a post about us.

how i miss those times with her.

i would re-live them if i could.

wouldn't change a thing though.

oh how little i've change since then..

here's an extract for old time's sake.

"Nez and i went out today, no.. not for indian rojak though we missed it out yesterday. We walked around heeren for sometime looking for Juan's album, "Rafe". And finally we found it..Nez thinks she's almost-celebrity cause she's dating one. heh. Yes, she'll kill me for this. Showed her my Christmas dress and then headed to Marche for lunch.

Nez: I don't like seeing my vegetable stirred.
Denise: Then pick your veggies then go buy a drink then come back.
Nez: No Denise, i still don't like it.

Denise: Then what are we supposed to do?

Nez: I havent decided...

Denise: Well I'm not gonna stand here while you decide woman i am hungry.

Nez: Ok fine let's go but we have to walk the other way ok?

Denise: *Rolls eyes* Fine Miss Fussy.

She doesn't like seeing meat being cooked either since that freak's a vegetarian.. hah.

Good Lord, who can live without the blessing of hot juicy chewy meat.."

haha how can i not laugh at that? those were good times.....