Kutu-Malam Failures

Under strict instruction to stay in Coffee Bean (oh yeah right) we, of course sneaked off. With a hundred things that we could do, never mind the possibilities, we wandered in the night. We set foot at 7.00 p.m. We decided to head home by 8.30 p.m.

Pathetic numb heads we were. We entered Metrojaya two times, the first time oh which we got kicked out since I was eating ice-cream (sweet tooth, I have, heh!). When we couldn’t quite decide what we wanted to do inside, we stood near the automatic doors and contemplated what to do next.

“Too bad…No pubs here...”
“Er, can’t go in right….got to be 21….but we look like it anyway...”
“No lah, not you…”
"[Eh, really??]"

Truth is, there must have been pubs around Jaya….somewhere. But we, with untrained eyes just didn’t know where to look.

So, we fiddled with the camera…to disastrous consequences. We reached the conclusion that the only way we could look good is to pose next to a dustbin. The results, oh well, see for yourself.

Current music: Crowded Houses’ Don’t dream its over.