10.44am

I just got home after a being high since around 12am. Hmmm....

This normally would result in me being cursed and grammartically abused by my mother, but the reason i am still alive, is because i was with family all this while. Yes, this is where family comes in handy. hehehe.. was with my brother and cousins and one point of another.

Lets see, we went to this place called Karma in hartamas, its somewhere nearby the Projet, but not quite entirely visible. Turned out to be nicer that i imagined, even after a friend told me that friday nights arent quite as happening as Saturday nights there. Utter nonsense. It was small no doubt, but jam packed. One of my cousins was leaving back to Australia, so it was a going away party of sorts. 2 bottles. Rm300 for Chivas, what the flying chapatis indeed. Fucking KL prices. Oh well, it finished in record time, as me and my other cousin were practising our bartending skills as well as doing the "yam seng" and "bottoms up" routine.

We later adjourned to Waikiki's.....just in time to see it close. fuck. oh well, i saw a few good friends there, which was nice. We had a couple of beers and we retired to my cousins friends house in Bukit Jalil. Drank more beer, talked crap...i think i dozed off for about an hour in between...talked more crap ....woke up and came back home. It was nice. It was carefree. It was a load of my mind. I needed it in a way. I wonder where and what she is doing......

Tonight, a friend invited me for a concert of sorts. He said he was dancing, so i shall go to provide plenty of immoral support. Then later gonna visit my kak and get wasted again. What fun indeed.