hello. is it me you're smiling for?

Its quite funny that when I am broke (this is a frequent half month occasion), that I end up meeting friends every single night for drinks at mamak. I think out of 5 week nights, I would spend 3 nights going for drinks after work.

Tonight I had a great time with some friends at Oldtown Hartamas. Hugs, kisses, sarcastic jokes all around and most of all, love. There's this thing about being with friends that excite me so much. Sense of belonging that we offer each other. There was one thing that my friend Adi told me. "Abby, its Ur quirky behaviours that can make a total stranger feel comfortable with Ur company ... I think its a GiFt, ;-)". I kind of like the way he put it. Even though my sarcasm have drove a few away from me. At times of down, I think of what he says and I can smile for myself. What I always remember after I meet my friends, is the genuine hugs and kisses I share with them. I once had a friend told me, she met a girl who gave her 'fake kisses' when she greeted her. I ask my friend, what is "fake kisses", and she replied, "those that looks like a kiss but does not touch the cheeks". Being an affectionate person, maybe its just me, but I really find it true, fake kisses shows how much you don't like to embrace someone else's goodvibe that they are offering.

The definitions of friends have become somewhat very sacred to me. I'm taking time to attend to most of them knowing I have no other 'clingy' commitments that require my attention.

Anyways, I went to my sister's place and chatted with her while she piled up some nice clothes that she wanted to give me (yeay! - or I'm just too cheapskate to buy new ones). There's a new plan in mind that I would share later.

I got home, play dressing dressing with all my new given clothes and suddenly couldn't resist the temptation of being utterly vain and took self-portraits at 2am.

So this is it. Taken with my old rusty guitar (I haven't played for years!), my Java Jazz 2008 banner (you wouldn't believe we actually waited on the last night that they disassembled the stages and the banners and begged to take home a few!), my new haircut (okay, two weeks old haircut), my cdplayer playing Parkdrive's "Mengenang Cinta" (how romantic. not!) and stacks of my cds.

I snapped about 15 photos but I like this the most because I remembered the moment. I was actually singing the song in my heart and smiling for my lost-guitar skills. I have too short span of attention to actually strike a pose, eyh.