I guess Kel Tan keeps me sane as much as drives me crazy.
He's probably one of those few who knows all (almost?) my skeletons in my closet which I have burnt and scattered the ashes into the Dead Sea. Muahaha.
He's probably the only friend who dares to call me unmentionable names in my face when I make "bad"decisions.
The person who spoke to me for 6 hours straight till 6 am just so that I would not take the 1st step towards the deep abyss of the dreaded D.
The only person whom I had 4 Tek tariks and chatted for 6 hours at a prata shop, and afterwhich I couldn't sleep because of the caffeine high.
The person whom I have fond memories of teh alia, tissue prata, maggi goreng and the stupid flower falling into my cleavage (- _ - ) while we sat at our fav table during hsbc days.
Our fav shop has since closed down but the friendship still stands firm.
Hopefully when we both grow old and have kids and get caught up in the what's-nots of life, we will still be there for each other.
As for now, we need to find a better prata shop. :p
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