My home has a night life, and I am proud of it. I guess in a household of 4 boys - 3 of whom have delved heavily into the world of nocturnal activities - it is nothing of a surprise. The other boy is 5 years old and watches too many DVDs at the wrong times for his own good.
Take, for example, last Wednesday, when my dear brother Syahmi turned 17.
My entire family, minus my grandma (who was chilling at the balcony) and my brother Shahrul (who was working) was there to eat and be merry.
Actually, when it comes to us, it's more of to eat than to be merry. Either way, we're merry when we eat.
And even after a lot of cake-eating, we'll stay up till late at night just to do stuff like twiddle around with our respective picture-taking devices, and watching television (late night television is interesting).
My home is also the scene of some very frantic, crazy-tension-type bridge games.
My home is also where Aizat and I have some sexy time. HEH HEH.
HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH.
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