Malaysia

I am so so beat. My little bro and cousin just entered as i am typing this words and they are so irritating, but i dont give a shite. haha. i am gonna be a little bit more tolerant towards them (and whatevr actually), but the focus on today's post is about my trip to Malaysia the whole day today which was both exciting and intriguing, yet exasperating. Okay its not gonna be a one whole long post about some crappy insignificant stuffs. i realise i can be long-winded at times when im blogging haha. gonna try keep this supa short and suweeeet. (:

let me start by describing a little bit about myself. im a very very self-conscious person. every stare from someone will catch my attention, and i will act like as if i didnt know that person is actually looking by scratching my nose, talk to the person with me, look at the watch or pretend in texting on the phone. i dont think im the only one who does this. idk, maybe its just me. haha. anyways, this thingy applies only when im in singapore. when im in malaysia, somehow i dont give a damn. its like they always stare at us singaporeans like as tho we have webbed feet or the word "fuck" tatooed on our forehead. after a while i dont feel the need to feel so weird. i asked my malaysian cousin why they always do that and she said that its because our face and fashion sense exudes an impact on them. an invisible one. a magnetic attraction/force. she doesnt know how to exactly explain them, but i kind of get her point. i think most of us singaporeans do. haha.

okay, enough parading such facts. maybe i may be right, maybe not.

anyways, today two cute guys cross my path and ive got some stories to share about them but im supertheduperthetrooper tired. i wanna sleep, tell ya some other time.

lotsa love.

heylo mister, i missed ya. alot. doesnt change anyth.