hi reader :3

im back from hell. my hell is to go back to johore,the place where my dad grow up in. every year im struggling to go back. and yes! i hate going back. reasons why i hate going back. firstly,there's nothing over there. like a total kampong with mosquito-free,no aircon. secondly,there's no family feeling over there. everyone is like wearing a damn mask. pretending good to you but behind talking bad about you. but who cares! i one year only see them one time. and i dont give a fcuk of how they see me. thirdly,there's no wifi,no reception over there. & I JUST HATE IT THERE^^

anyway i have decided not to go back next year. yeepy!!! (:

my new-born cousin.

watermelon butt*