Mamak Weekend Nights I've turned into this Mamak-must-go-girl on weekend nights... Every week, for the past 4-5 months, I've been a permanent fixture at Steven's Corner, near the bubble tea blender area, feasting on either puree or roti tissue tambah gula, sometimes I get more adventurous and order a plate of sotong goreng *yummy* and yak the night away. I usually don't leave the place until it's about 1 am.

Last night was the same (yes, and despite a resistant pain in the throat that doesn't seem to want to go away). My ex-coursemate, Shu Liang, was in town, trying to finish off his annual leave days, and there we were again, wagging off our tongues with gossip and more gossip, 'Don't you wonder if so-and-so is sneezing terribly now that we're talking so much about her?'

Well, let's put it this way, we're all friends, and you know? This really isn't about gossip. At the end of the day, we do care for each other and we're just ranting out our feelings about that person, also putting out frustrations that we otherwise can't express because that person just won't be able to accept direct face-to-face criticisms.

At the end of the day... we're just tired of masks, and it's nice to let them down, if only for one night. That's why these Weekend Night Features are so vital.   ¶ 12:52