Last week, a fellow comrade, Pei Hong, came back from Rochester, US to stay at KL.
I had jsut came back from my trip in Taiping where I met lots of little cute cousin girls.
It was a Monday, i went back with a coursemate of mine,
Tharashynee who was also in Taiping for the weekend.
It was quite a bit of rush, left one or two things at Taiping.
Hopped on Tharash's car at round 5:45am and later a train and finally came back
to my "peaceful" sanctuary at semenyih. Got online, first msg i got was from peihong
saying that he's now in kl. Holy fuck he just came back that morning too.
Far too exciting,
I later went to meet him at the kajang ktm and
we rejoiced with some alcohol that night.
Next few days were irrelevant, final night was awesome.
We were playing the Narutimate Hero 3, the target was 200 matches.
We accomplished it at 5-6am and celebrated with some stimulants.
I bid farewell to my fellow comrade that morning.
It's good to see intimate ppl from your past come by into
your current world, letting myself contrast for a while,
how i was before and how i am now.
For this week,
I went clubbing for the first time with some friends of Tharash,
For me the night was experientially tasty.
Saw the environment of a club for the first time.
Lots of pretty people.
Soothed my nerves with some alcohol and
let my body move to the beats.
The music was reggaeton, so as my friend told me.
My world change, or so did my perception of it.
I did not longer care much and danced to my liking.
Allowing my body go in a flow and danced all around the dancefloor.
One interesting aspect of clubbing at Castle, Bangsar was that
the girls are always hounded by the guys.
Hence, the girls always seek "protection" from
each other or other prior recognized male. :/
Took a few tequilas and a mageritta to keep me going for the night.
It was 2:30am, where everything ended.
We were all drenched in sweat and
rejoicing at the earlier moments at the mamak stall.
Next day, I saw my friend got a piercing at her belly and videoed it. :P
I looked around the store. It was a place where the human body
is regarded as a canvas for drawing. Well, to think about it,
the human appearance is always a presentation,
though it's on the skin level, because people are so superficial
themselves.
I had jsut came back from my trip in Taiping where I met lots of little cute cousin girls.
It was a Monday, i went back with a coursemate of mine,
Tharashynee who was also in Taiping for the weekend.
It was quite a bit of rush, left one or two things at Taiping.
Hopped on Tharash's car at round 5:45am and later a train and finally came back
to my "peaceful" sanctuary at semenyih. Got online, first msg i got was from peihong
saying that he's now in kl. Holy fuck he just came back that morning too.
Far too exciting,
I later went to meet him at the kajang ktm and
we rejoiced with some alcohol that night.
Next few days were irrelevant, final night was awesome.
We were playing the Narutimate Hero 3, the target was 200 matches.
We accomplished it at 5-6am and celebrated with some stimulants.
I bid farewell to my fellow comrade that morning.
It's good to see intimate ppl from your past come by into
your current world, letting myself contrast for a while,
how i was before and how i am now.
For this week,
I went clubbing for the first time with some friends of Tharash,
For me the night was experientially tasty.
Saw the environment of a club for the first time.
Lots of pretty people.
Soothed my nerves with some alcohol and
let my body move to the beats.
The music was reggaeton, so as my friend told me.
My world change, or so did my perception of it.
I did not longer care much and danced to my liking.
Allowing my body go in a flow and danced all around the dancefloor.
One interesting aspect of clubbing at Castle, Bangsar was that
the girls are always hounded by the guys.
Hence, the girls always seek "protection" from
each other or other prior recognized male. :/
Took a few tequilas and a mageritta to keep me going for the night.
It was 2:30am, where everything ended.
We were all drenched in sweat and
rejoicing at the earlier moments at the mamak stall.
Next day, I saw my friend got a piercing at her belly and videoed it. :P
I looked around the store. It was a place where the human body
is regarded as a canvas for drawing. Well, to think about it,
the human appearance is always a presentation,
though it's on the skin level, because people are so superficial
themselves.
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