Weird kaki

So last night moon asked me out to baddy. I said yes, but my intention was focusing on the one on one full update about my recent life. I felt like we never really talked for like... A year? Less than that, but almost.

His badminton gang was a weird gang brought together by a badminton kaki app. It's cray. I don't play those stuff, but here there are a variety of people. There's a man and his uncle, borned in penang but raised in US, a US military retire. Wowww. He talks like forest gump, he just can't stop talking, and it's cool. I like that accent. And he could literally answer all my questions without me asking. He said he ate a few durians at once and gained 10kg in month. I salute this guy. Gerald, and his uncle Richard, so old but better skilled. Another two I'm not sure abt them, Asians aren't that talkative. Haha. I like listening to this guy talking.

So after badminton moon and I exchanged updates. It was a great amount of update. Badminton ended at 10pm, we grabbed to cp then talked until almost 12am. I'm gonna admit. I picked the secrets out, to not update. But still it was already a lot a lot. He's still my old super close friend anyway. I thought he wasn't telling me things. But... It's actually mutual. We weren't telling each other things. We didn't get to meet or talk, what to do? Of course we couldn't exchange updates, unlike yesterday. It's good ro have you back, fren.

It's good to talk face to face, with teh o ice limau but not alcohol. HAHA. I was craving hard tho. Just... Idk. Actually, talking while sober seems much better. Just alcohol helps with the talks at the beginning. Then the heart does the rest. Today I'm gonna meet Lychee, then another day yip man, another day drama queen.

Bffs are always bffs. ♥️