The Malay's traditional headscarf always strikes me with great wonder and curiosity.
"How do you wear that? Does it comes with lots of style? Dont you feel hot at all? Humid? Sticky?... ... Smelly?"
The auntie looked at me with astounding bewilderment, "Why, its very easy actually. You can do it either way..." Her voice descended to a hollow monotone as my eyes transverse to every seemingly beaming faces beneathe the colourful illuminated headscarf.
One day. One day you will be suprised to see me wearing it.
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Saturday night was a bam. Well okay it was not very unforgettable as before. Only hit my average drunkard level. Har har. But it was still an experience. I miss all my girls. Will update on the pictures as soon as XY did her part which would take her a thousand decades.
Night.
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