Cpt, cpt, 10 seconds!

We camwhored ourself into pure nutness and randomness. Not to mention, total idiotness.
We were trying to be cute, despite the roundness of our heads. We've all agreed that we were bolat mcm bebola.

Used self timing, 10 seconds. The Egyptian guys on the table in front of us was freaked out I think. Laughed our asses off. Took some more amazingly horrible pictures.
Then J took a book from the library! Muwahaha. We ran like scared cikens. Saw Nasir, his bald head and round tummy greeted us, 'Jumpa lagi!' We waved back, kept within 5 feet from him. Saw a flying plastic fall on a man. Laughed some more.
Yes, we were that gediks. :)



At McD. Uber tired and sore all over. A trayfull of fries and a giant ass Coke later, we started to look for Simon the talking voice in the sky, planned a chicken soup heist and poked around the place for stuffs to paste in our imaginary scrap book.

I love J for being so willing and patient. :)
See, I don't know what it's supposed to mean but it was funny at the time.




Later, we went to the Brazilian Coffee Shop. A carpet shop. Souvenir shop. LOTS of clothes. Window shopping since our wallets are empty. Saying things like, 'Oh crap, that's so cute.' 'Ahhh, ahhh, look! Look! It's pink!' 'Eh, that mamat not bad kan?'
I fell into a manhole 3 times. A kid winked at Ain. And J got lost in a shop.

We were 3 oblivious children in a maze. The tall buildings looked down on us even when we've completely blended in with the noises and lights and smells.
I swear I couldn't stop smiling for the whole day.
:)

Current mood: content :))

Listening to: Signal Fire.