Had one of the most awkward nights in the history of awkward nights, despite the familiarity of the intoxicated friend, bullshit conversation, and ridiculous ultimatums. It was only towards the last quarter of the night whereby I sat and conquered a particular floor space with my fellow awkward friend. The night went on with more awkward conversations and completely inappropriate self disclosures. It could be the alcohol talking, but I swear I wanted to smack that dude in the face with his "Yo look at me I'm so cool I'm so high Watch me unzip my fly!" personality.

Thankfully salvage came in the form of a Japanese girl at a mamak called Jalal. The night would have been an unnecessary decline in fuel if not for the Teh O Ais Limaus, Indomee Goreng, and great company. I is the blessed.