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January 2, 2010
Art Never Comes From Happiness 265
Back to the 29th of December


And so, ended up at the airport of Hang Nadim, my December holiday starts here.
Everyone was waiting for my fuckin* cousin which I loathes most, none of their family is a good soul.
I dunno why my mom asked them to come with us, which almost ruined my mood.
While waiting for them, I was wondering, hmn.. what should I do when I got there?

And my sis was busy taking pictures, without knowing why, I was dragged in too. LOL
Setting of from Batam to KL. It took mybe an hour to reach there, unlike 2 years ago, where we had to take a bus from Singapore and ended 7 hours to reach there.

Took a cab to Genting highlands, and less than an hour, we arrived there. And I was shivering. The first day was not so orgasmic, the only thing we did was shopping in the mall of Genting. The food there was expensive and tastes nothing but shit.

I went into a disc shop, and saw lotsa CD’s I wanted, yeah!!
Jay Chou’s Dragon Rider, which included on the run’s MV, and capricorn’s.
But it was really expensive, and I’m not so onto this kind of thing actually, the one I like is definitely singing and Jay.

Besides that, we walked into a lot of malls, and I got into a gift shop, yupp.

My mind was all about my friend, and spent a bucks only for gifts, wait, I was counting with my finger.
How many more gifts do I have to buy?

It’s not enough, I need at least 8-9. My brother bought cards, we gambled that night.
Sad to say, I lost a lots of times, what irks me up was that my brainless brother invited my fuckin* cousin, and he kept la pu-ing. You know he’s such a braggart.

Yeah, he told his mom I lost lots of times by him, actually it was always my bro winning.
Changing the story to make himself the HERO.
How I wish to give a smack on his face.


Distance hearts when rejoined as one,may find the light within
2:31 AM.