returned to singapore last night at about 10pm. my mom and i took sbs 170 to larkin terminal and bought bus tickets to batu pahat. we had to get off the bus and up again a couple of times for immigration purposes. the crowd there was crazy. super duper ultra ren shan ren hai. one of the aunties were pickpocketed on the spot by some malays. but they disappeared very quickly, and she didn't care at all. i think she must be the grandmother of some rich businessman c-owning Creative or something. or else, why wouldn't she care.? i didn't see the few malays pickpocketing her, or else i would have put my 15 years of kungfu training to good use. didn't have a chance, i guess. we bought a lot of stuff there. but my mom wouldn't buy me the Porter bag.! it's some new brand in tokyo and everybody in japan is quite crazy over it. you can check it out at www.headporter.org. everything in malaysia is fake, and i love fakes.! fake galore.! SALE SALE SALE.! super dope. we left the next evening, and i'm glad nothing bad happened. i think the only thing that can be described as "bad" will be the 2 idiot malays. my mom and i were walking back to our hotels from a nearby pasar malam. these 2 malays were on one motorbike, and they decided to stick their leg out when they rode past us. obviously, i was furious. i put down the plastic bags i was holding and pulled my shirt and pants out, revealing my Superman costume. i will leave the rest of the scenario as gruelling, bloody and "EEEEW.!". i had awesome fun. oh, and i was joking about the Superman shit earlier on. i'm done. and i think we should be allowed to be excuse for supplementary classes for CCAs during the holidays. LET US HAVE SOME FUN, THE Ps AND VPs.!

This may be the last thing that I write for long
Can you hear me smiling when I sing this song, for you, and only you