As usual, trip down to malaysia wasn't impressive. the bus ride was long, tedious and tiring, the view ain't scenic and definitely lack of chais wherever you go.
sad to say but it's the truth. mr. chocolote skin aint doing enough to their own country. even locals are slamming them. what's going on? i just love home.
then, i saw a interesting headlines on their newspaper. wtf! they just shoot themselves in the feet and trying to shift some blame on us. how funny. the article describes that singapore gang are organising all the crimes in JB and it's us that cause the crime rate to increase in JB. well done, neighbour. why dun you tell me how incompetent your law enforcers are. furthermore, are you trying to imply that those thieves, burglars, robbers, muggers, rapists in JB are so disorganise and lousy that they even need the Singapore ah bengs to organise. get alive!
arh well... as i was heading home. the calm, wide water caught my eyes. wah! wake! they should do something to this magnificent water and not pollute it by setting factory by the sides. maybe i can spend a little coffee money on their officials and do something to it. wake.
at least, i am back home now. where nice, new cars roam the street and clean apartment fill our land. i wont say it's a great place to all but at least i like it. home.
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