It’s the Anime Week here at MMU. Of course, what’s an Anime Week without cosplayers? After a long and dragging Japanese listeing test, I think it’s fair enough to chill out and have a look-see at what the MMU otakus have got in store for me.

Sure enough, cosplayers were abundant. Some were pulled off very well, some were just fat fuckresses who attempt to cosplay as hot sexy chicks ‘weighed-down’. Unfortunately, I didn’t have my trusty camera with me to capture ones worth of mention. Since I don’t really bother to talk to cosplayers, I just ogle at them one after the other, save for the ‘heavy’ ones.

In compensation for my forgetfulness, I’ll mention the noteworthy ones. A personal friend of mine cosplayed as Uchiha Itachi, though he’s rather short vertically dishonest to play as Itachi. Nonetheless, he put on the awesome Akatsuki [japanese for the word 'Dawn'] coat and adorned the slashed Konoha headband. He gets my vote for the best cosplayer. Kudos, man!

Another good one was Hyuuga Neji, and the girl who played Neji put on those wicked Marilyn Manson contacts to complete the Byakugan [japanese for 'White Eyes'] look. There was a Sasuke, but his hair sucked. There was a girl playing Shinsengumi, most likely from the PeaceMaker anime. The girl was cute :p and her costume was well-made, that’s the more important part. She even had a katana and wakizashi [samurai long sword, short sword, respectively] on her waist.

There was an ANBU guy, too, but I didn’t to see the guy put his ANBU mask on, damn. But ANBU is considered cheating, since the only real costume are the body armor and arm guards. He put on a sleeveless t-shirt, black slacks, leather shoes and this cotton sleeve thingand a pair of black konoha gloves [sold in anime stores :p]. But he looked good, nonetheless.

There were other good-looking cosplayers, but I doubt I can recognize them since they might be from animes that I’ve yet to watch. I still can’t forget that dude who draped a HUGE red cloth over an umbrella, stuck 2 white discs as eyes, and cosplayed as a monster from Pac-man. Fucking elite, I tell you.

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Later that evening, I picked up San from his place since both of us haven’t had lunch yet. We made our way to Alamanda, as he was longing for some sushi, and myself craving for some quality ice-cream.

As we reached there, we were surprised to find ourselves in a traffic jam. Which is weird, since Putrajaya doesn’t have traffic jams daily, even on rush hours. There shouldn’t be that much people around, UNLESS… there was a big event taking place. Instantly my mind flashed back when Nirah and I was stuck in the parking lot during a bloody hari raya open house. Brushing the horror images away, I focused on trying find ourselves a sweet parking spot.

Sure enough, there was a big event. No, not big. It was a fucking gigantic event. A Karnival Alamanda was going on, and there were some artists performing on stage that time. Well, that mattered little to us since we were hungry as hell, and there was something else that attracted our attention.

Food stalls. Rows upon rows of food stalls.

Holding back on the urge to whip out our wallets at the nearest stall, San and I decided to stroll along the street before decided which to hit. And we did just that. An interesting thing to note is that there were more than 10 stalls that sold the exact same keropok lekor. I wonder why.

It was like a huge pasar ramadhan. That thought alone sent thrills up our spines. In an attempt to fathom the craze behind the mass sales of keropok lekor, we got ourselves RM2 worth of them. Boy, they tasted good, so good I bought myself another RM1 pack for myself to nibble along the way.

I got myself a pack of char kwey teow, a chicken kebab, and some putu piring while San had the same char kwey teow, but he picked a burger and putu buluh instead. It soon started to drizzle again [Megajaya had heavy showers throughout the day today, whoohoo!] so we decided to get back inside Alamanda.

We got ourselves seated on one of the benches and I gobbled on both my kwey teow and kebab while San calmly munched on his burger, saving his kwey teow for later.

If it’s one thing I haven’t enjoyed for quite a while, it’s not really good food, but rather enjoying a meal with good company. I’m not too fond of going out in groups, to be frank. I like to keep my programs small and private, it’s a whole lot more meaningful that way.

San and I share a lot in common. We’re both very excited about visual art, even if our respective forte differ greatly [I'm into comic art and photography while San excels at photomanipulation and pencil sketching], we both have about the same level of Japanese comprehension and we like to waste a lot of money on art supplies. I think we have about the same views on plenty of things.

He makes great company, and our previous teamwork in 2 assignment proved that our mutual cooperation takes us far. Thanks for the great day, dude. You rock!