It's basically a necessity for me to go out every weekend. I'm turning into a habit. A habit I wouldn't mind keeping if I didn't have such controlling parents. Come on, I'm only 18 once! My teenage years are coming to an end very soon.
Anyway, last night I managed to go out once again. This time I didn't just hang around the usual hot spots of Subang. Thanks to Karyn and her brilliant friends, we made it all the to Hartamas to shisha and meet more of Karyn's friends.
Initial plan was to see Jojo one last time before he left but he could only come at 10. So we decided to go down to Hartamas for a while and then meet him back at Subang.
Karyn's friend, Guan Shern drove us down with his pretty and spacious Estima. I like big cars. Especially big cars with sun roofs :)
This is Guan Shern.
These are the backseat boys.Ken, Chris and John aka Hancock.
Hartamas was filled with people, to nobody's surprise. That place is more happening than Subang lah. We settled for a restaurant called Uncle Don that had shisha.
Tangled shisha pipes
Tangled shisha pipesWe had 3 flavours. Melon mint, peach mint and jasmine mint? I'm not quite sure. Initially, we sucked at it. Total waste of charcoal perhaps. Kept on inhaling but no smoke came out. We were super jealous of Joshie (Karyn's friend) who was like exhaling 5 seconds worth of smoke at time.
Meet Joshie.
We call him the God of Shisha.
Plus, he was our teacher for the night!
Meet Joshie.We call him the God of Shisha.
Plus, he was our teacher for the night!
After about a gazillion times, I finally got it. Most of us did I think except Karyn. She got like 50% of it I suppose. But there was a point where it hurt when I inhaled and then I got really dizzy. They say it's the lack of oxygen to the brain.
Horrible expression.
Like uh, am I even doing this right?
After about 2 hours hanging out there, we decided to hit the road back and meet up with Jojo.
Passengers in the Estima.
Ken's myvi.
This Ken and he's the safest, cleanest boy you'll ever meet.
Oh and very blur too.
You can tell just by looking at him.
Horrible expression.Like uh, am I even doing this right?
After about 2 hours hanging out there, we decided to hit the road back and meet up with Jojo.
Passengers in the Estima.
Ken's myvi.
This Ken and he's the safest, cleanest boy you'll ever meet.Oh and very blur too.
You can tell just by looking at him.
Fun night. Will definitely be going back there.