I don't know if it'll be alright

Pics from my day out in KL with Anne. Not in chronological order.


KLCC and The Fish Spa. Always gotta have my trust 'rebel' along with me.


Starbucks. Thanks to Anne :D


Anne and the Punjabi cutout!


Heart shaped sauce for "chee cheong fun"




Fish Spa-ing. It was hard keeping a straight face.


See what I mean?


But the experience was VERY worth it. RM10 for 20 minutes? C'mon. You'll never get to dump your smelly feet (ok fine they make you wash them la) in a tank full of sucker fish ever again!

While I sat there and enjoyed my time at the Fish Spa (some others got a little more than 'enjoyment' if you get what I mean), along came a father and daughter duo. As they were standing behind me, I couldn't see them. I heard a pair of Aussie accents commenting on the fishes. "Daddy, once I saw a tank full of these fishes, and one was dead!". "Well it's probably because people dunk in their feet without washing them sometimes." I was a little put off and turned behind to at least indicate there were people who understood English around and was oddly surprised to see Asians staring back at me. I fully expected to see a blonde haired girl in a pink shirt and jeans to be looking back at me. Never judge a person's looks by their accent. True story.

KL is still KL. Nothing much has changed since my last visit which would date back a few months ago. I still don't find myself comfortable to venture to Times Sq. or Bukit Bintang because those are places I hardly visit at all. Plus, they're better enjoyed at night in which case, I still suffer the curse of the Curfew. Yes, you'd think at 20 my folks would be able to handle the fact I may stay out a little later past midnight but apparently I thought wrong. They still expect me to be home by 11 at most before the cellphone starts ringing off the hook and my whole night is ruined. I miss living in Cyber.

The most appealing activity I can think of now is just lying in bed. Let's go do that.