Saturday with the lovely Washingtons was fab nyaarr, without a doubt. I mean, I knew it was gonna be awesome. And it was. The ladies, once again, didn't disappoint in terms of good, dirty fun.

For pictures (whether flattering or not) please make your mouse-way to Ley's and Eli's page. I love how kami tanpa segan-silu nya kacau abang Fidza. Ok, I did the kacau-ing. Like how when he was snapping our pictures and I went like "Ouh that's hawt..." Haha... But I think Fidza's brother think of us as irritants because we were screaming our hearts out to the karaoke songs. Takper, asalkan kita happy. And how for every sad song, Ley went like "Ah ini lagu aku... Ah itu lagu aku." Semua lagu kau lah Ley! Pikir kau sorang ah yang sedih keper hurhur...

I want to kidnap Suhana's baby (then return him to the mother when he soiled his diapers and need a bath hurhur...) He is so adorable. He could be the love of my life, until I have a baby of my own lah right... I want to eat him. He is THAT delicious. I want a baby. My maternal instincts are SO fucken kickin in already. I want to get pregnant, but I don't want a husband. (But that sounded wrong hor). I think I blogged about this before haha but I don't care. I think I'm at that age where it's very ripe to bear children. But shite, I just have to learn how to contain it. I'll go by each day feeling frustrated because I don't have a baby. I understand that babies are not cheap and they are definitely not easy to look after. Seeing Suhana coping with her boy, I wonder if I'm strong enough to lug him around, together with a big bag of diapers, milk bottles and digestive biscuits. Tak senang nyaarr... Susah har!

But never mind, I'll bid my time and wait. I'll have 3 babies. Aura, Edem and Eren. You just wait.

Because this evening, I'm gonna watch some hawt males with raging testosterones in the soccer field.