This is a belated entry on the this evening date. A pool competition began late for some girls and me. The quiet evening began to pick as the crowd thickens towards 9.30pm nearing the pool comp at Moloko Cafe and Bar.
Managress Shireen and her able assistant invited the ever livening crowd of mixed attractions. Whilst many socialise into the night, I officially lost at 11.40pm. Lack of practice... what to do... But the scores of disappointment that was heaped upon me was unbelievable. Like i'm a master of the pool trait and I failed. Oh well, its a nice thought... To know that many thinks I have that muuch skill... Padahal padahal...
But at this juncture I actually saw part of a true colors of a VERY good fren. So despite my loss I gain a knowledge that far beseeched any trophies or prize. NOt all frenz can be trusted. Eventually you have to rely on yourself...
