I am in Coffee Island now - the most disastrous place ever. I wouldnt want to be caught dead here but my cousin wants to meet up here in Coffee Island. I tell you, this place on a weekday like today is as noisy, boisterous, not explicit but a hint of ah bengness and not my choice of alcohol really. I am amazed with my surroundings here, with a quick survey I can see someone is getting married because they are celebrating it, someone is pissed drunk, people are taking photos, I swear if I were to give birth right here right now no one will know because this place is too damn kan neh bising. So okie, I am waiting for my cousin now so I reckon I can blog now, so that I look buzy. Its like this, a few days back, the soya bean seller was trying to talk to me when I was buzy drinking, the next day in Segas while using my notebook, an ugly creature was trying to get my attention, today while deciding if I should buy sandwich or a pie in a bakery, an aunty was helping me to decide. DO I LOOK THAT OPEN or WELCOMING? Macibai, you guys tell me! Christine said I am approachable, I think I am more like fuckable. Cibai oo nyia. Anyone that feels lonely and depressed, I strongly advise you to patronize this Coffee Island, you will like your depression and loneliness like never before for sure. The tahap kebisingan here is louder than your sad fucked wasted thoughts in your head.