time for personal space

I have a confession, i am falling in love once again. Guilty of falling in love with something i once despise so much, even to the extend of its sight, smell would make me feel like throwing up.

Yes, im fell in love with Bak Kut Teh, nyah har har har. Too good, cannot resist. Perhaps the pork here is much more pork like, nyams. :D

Life's as good as always, mummy dont worry. Im eating too well here. Didnt grow skinner like how you thought i would, due to missing you and baby and all my awesome friends , heeee :)

Often i do miss everyone back in Malaysia..but i guess there will be a time in life when we all have to part, someday, and my days of fun and laughters back with you guys is postponed for the next six years. Wait for me:)

Since my previous posts all involves missing him, missing my parents, missing people. Maybe i should, have a break, have a kit kat (here expensive, lol)

Anyway, life is good so far. There has been obstacles, we all will face em somehow eh? I met new people, new people met me, and yada yada.. and my key to survival would be, tolerance. If i was ever going to re read my blog posts, i want to remind myself at this beginning month of my life in Moscow, how much tolerance made my life!

There will be people poking their noses into your life, will be even bigger number of people unwilling to go with the flow, they wanna go against, oh well, lol. They are those who will add spices to your life,and those who are just sweet are making memories sweeter, :)

Since my blog is where i can just tell people about myself maybe, im going to tell you. Some stuffs, that perhaps you already know, or maybe just take it as a friendly reminder. I personally dislike guys who smacks girls, ultimately, hitting my head. I can just picture tearing them up into pieces when they do that. As much as i love to smack guys, i smack very pain meh? =x

And i will get very easily irritated when i am hungry/cold. (new fact)

And i dislike people screaming at me or talking in a loud tone to me.

DO NOT TOUCH MY PILLOW.
its THE PILLOW. not just ANY PILLOW. damn. such precious thing.

I prefer to be happy, rather than sad. But if i do go into that dark side of happy, please give me some space, okay? Ill be fine promise..wont jump off building or do anything silly. im not lily. lol. (lilly..silly..rhymes??)

conclusion, no smacking, no hitting, and dont test my patience when i am cold/hungry, dont touch my pillow, dont scream at me. and thats all for now.

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byeaaaaaassssssss <3