wide roads with little convertible and hassle traffic. tantalizing oily soup with spicy laksa and a pinch of nyonya aged-traditional mixed ingredients and recipes. long hawkers with unique and unusual stuff which i got a small fan for just 6 bucks anyway. the night view was nothing extraordinary but somehow courtesy of cameras and funny idiotic friends XD the ride of that big ferries wheel was hell of a turnout. i just figured out that chicken rice can transformed into ball shape!! gllutoning me eating baba nyonya food like i've never eat before. to be honest, i've never tried it before at once, so these experiences is hell new for me. im gonna miss the spicy gravy at times im at the states. so adorable of those who travel abroad, i've just get to know that i havent discovered fully yet this whole lovely country. im realized how patriotic i am now. now my love boastfully getting bigger and bigger. the closer the time i'll left this place, more and more treasures opened, oh by treasures i mean kitchen wok and stove and all the good cuisines that come out from it. i just cant run away from the temptation of durian chendol and asam pedas masak pari. too bad those satay celop is hell no way for me. well i did enjoy seeing my clique eating one by one stick joyously. that teach me to fight the temptation of forbidden stuffs. that teach me how important to make sure that your friend are having a good time. that teach you that this is a prosperous land with abundance truly asian atmosphere and warmth, just so you know. that teach me to love this town. its not a big town, but i just find out it is a lovely place, probably a smaller version of san francisco oh please dont call it san frans!! (told by an interviewer at us embassy). i dont know why i felt this way. was it the people or was it just me? how about the the old wrecked building? and those nice and lovely friends i have? too bad im leaving for states. now i feel like sticking my ass here. bon voyage, in such an unconventional way.






