mapley blues

bearing a lame excuse that my Dad and Mak weren't at home (they're in JB for Khairul's engagement), i sneaked off to the our fave mapley at 12 o'clock in the morning. i told my sister that i'd be lepak-ing with JerRy and Aish, and she gave the green light as long as i brought the autogate thingy and house keys. i sorta.. well.. forced her to wake up at 2am last week because i didn't bring my keys and i still feel guilty for that.

this famous kedai mamak at the Old Town cross junction became our favourite haunt since last year. i'd order teh ais (2 glasses) everytime. and if i'm hungry there's always maggi goreng and kuey teow kerang to devour. we'd talk about anything and everything until 2-3 am. usually we'd disperse earlier at my insistence because i had work the next day.

but today's Labor Day.. and JerRy's travelling back to KB for her internship. so i didn't mind staying there until 3am before having them sleepover in my room. and today being the eve of a public holiday, the place was full.. with noisy ah bengs and families who come for nightcaps. i can't believe i'm the one frequenting there nowadays. imagine, this used to be my elder brother's former lepak joint back when he was still in high school. ^^;; my other brother wasnt and isn't much of a mamak person... so i guess the trait was passed down to me (much to my Dad's obvious bafflement).

he doesn't say much about me returning late, well since i do come home right? but i've had several advices and quirked eyebrows over this habit from friends and classmates.. which i find amusing. admirable, but amusing. especially coming from a guy. you see, there are lots more ways to define rebellion and social-ness and i doubt this is counted as that. please don't be a dolt by branding me as a 'social city girl'. tch.

anyhooooo~ as long as i take precautions (when i walk home), i hope nothing happens to us. nauzubillah.