Sheeshaing With Mats.

Ever since our last cycling trip, my bestmatfriend Fitree, his bestfriend, Haikal and I have been meaning to meet up again and today finally the planning fell through. It was almost cancelled as Haikal had to go to Johore with his mum, but in the nick of time he managed to return and we met up late evening after my work :)

Initially, I have to admit I didn’t really quite agree on meeting up ANYONE these past few days as I can safely say I’m encountering an almost deficit financial situation as my much needed cheque from my last job still isn’t banked in yet. I can really, really feel the pinch :(

However, Fit2 and Kal managed to change my mind when they said, and I quote, “Meet us for dinner lah! We’ll pay for you k, we’re gentlemen.“. HAHA! Free food lei, who doesn’t want? Kwang Kwang kwang~

I always feel lucky in the sense that somehow when I’m dead broke, suddenly the handful of people who bring me out usually offers to pay! Hehe… I sure have alot of treating to do when my pay finally comes. Thanks ya guys!

After a scrumptious dinner of Seafood Fried Rice, of which I managed to wipe the whole plate clean at the point where the boys only finished half of theirs, we proceeded to walk around just randomly talking and soaking in the sights and smells.

I just realized that the clutter of roads at Arab Street actually hold host to many KTVs hor? Hahaha. I know, call me slow. When we were walking around, it was one KTV after another, bar after bar; I have to admit I was mildly surprised by the number of cheekopeks around. Wakakaka. So sleazy!

We finally settled along one of the roads, collapsing our tired bums on a dust ridden, charcoal burnt carpet full of greying cushions, flattened due to time spending underneath OTHER tired bums wahahaha. How cosy!

But on a serious note, even though the condition of said location was rather… questionable, we felt really comfortable and proceeded to laze around. From this point of view, I conclude that I will be ok if I were to be homeless some day wakakakakaka!

Oh, and try Ice Mint Tea! It’s like drinking chewing gum. And no, please don’t listen to your friends and munch on the leaves in the tea like our Kal2 did… unless of course, you want to create an expression worth remembering for centuries to come :P

(And I think I finally managed to find out how to take better pictures at dimly lit areas. For those wondering, my pictures in such conditions would usually depict a brightly lit foreground with a pitch black background when the flash is in place.

But using manual mode and increasing the ISO and the aperture and decreasing the shutter speed combined with flash will make both the fore and background lit! Hooray! Now to solve the problem of grainy pictures resulting from high ISO hahaha. LTS, try it!

If you must know, the location of the place where we sprawled to have our Sheesha was SO dark that even reading the menu was a rather heavy task!)

With background music playing in the background; an ensemble of the Muse songs from my mp3 player together with chatters and laughters from other patrons and the occasional vehicle drive by, the three of us laughed over silly things and mused over heavy topics.

I recall that in the past, I used to ‘wish’ that I could have a group of friends who are something like what Fit and Kal are, and on that day, whilst we were stoning out in the midst of fragrant smoke, I realized that that wish had come true :)

In Fit2 I have found a confidante, some sort of a ‘brotherly’ connection, even with us knowing each other for barely 6 months and him coming from the group coined as ‘blogger friends’. I found myself being able to turn to him in times of despair and likewise.

And here I would like to thank Sandy, his girlfriend, for being such an angel! I know a couple of other girls who would probably flip and not allow Fit2 to befriend me had they been in Sandy’s shoes hahaha.

As for Kal2, it has been barely a month since we were introduced to each other and I like him more the more we spend time together hahaha. A hyperactive guy who loved to crack silly jokes and laugh at MY expense (bloody hell), but at the end of the day he seems to have a genuine character, always minding my feelings. Here’s to a longer journey, God Willing :)

By around 1030pm, we grudgingly upped and left (Faddy’s curfew, and Sheesha was all burnt out) and proceeded home sweet home. Weirdly though I only reached home at midnight! Bloody hell, 90 minutes from Bugis to home? Jialat! Luckily the parents were in a good mood hahaha.

Anyway tentatively our next ‘date’ would be on 1st July – the postponed cycling trip from East Coast Park to Bugis and back. Woohoooo dear God please don’t let it be canceled and most importantly, please give me the stamina hahaha!

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