Somehow my mom finds that I have some inexplicable similarities with this man [I wonder why.. Is it the lame leg?] and I was greeted with a very warm, "Nasi Lemak is home" last night because my mom can't pronounce 'mas selamat'.

Isn't it great to be back home?




I miss my clean toilet the most, where there is no dried urine smell because some idiot decides to pee everywhere but into the toilet bowl.
It is damn shitty to walk towards the most isolated toilet cubicle only to be assaulted with the pungent smell and urine all over the seat and worse, on the floor.

However I guess I should count my blessings because my sister told me that a joker in her school religiously shits beside the toilet bowl every morning.
Without fail.
I think that is the epitome of Guai-Lan-ness.

I pity the cleaner who is assigned to clean that toilet.

I remember that ed once told me about this person who emptied the soap dispenser and filled it up with his shit.

Crazy people who are full of shit.

♥Bid Farewell