Kahar's party
We chilled.
We ate (food was GREAT. Casserole, Kahar! I want those Casserollee!!)
We talked.
We joked around.
We played on the bouncer.
Amal, Wafi and I rode around Kahar's kampong using his bikes. I faced my fear of riding-down-the-hill. Turns out it was pretty fun with that speed and everything. Amal stopped at some random house that's having a "rumah terbuka" and wants to have a karokae session with some Bruneian singer that I've never heard of. but Wafi and I insist that we don't want to join considering we were soaking wet. So we rode around again while waiting for Amal.
Then we head back to Kahar's place.
Played on the bouncer again.
And this time someone practically sat on my face forcing my head underwater for like 50 seconds.
NOT a wonderful feeling considering I COULDN'T BREATHE.
But it was kinda funny when I think about it again.
It was Khal's last night in Brunei so might as well take pictures!
Then we cerita cerita and stuff and went home~
Now my body is aching.
p/s: too malas to post in pictures
Marha was here with you
2:28 PM <3
~think happy thoughts~
