Aiya!!

I'm in Kampar again. The same old Kampar that didn't change much. The population here increase every semester and now, I can tell you, Kampar is having a slight traffic jam at new town. The drivers in Kampar seems to be those reckless kids. Like those who just got their license and pretend to be a pro. I am not offending anyone. I am just telling the truth. Kampar is a place which consist of mostly cyclist and those "pro kids" are just not aware of it.

About me at Kampar. Doing quite good. But I do miss my mum now. My family now. There just went back a few hours ago and now, I am missing them. -___- Sad....

So tired after cleaning the family's new house at Ipoh and my kampar's room. Reach early morning to unload my stuff at Kampar and drove to Ipoh, clean house. Then, drove to Kampar again and only start cleaning the 4 months abandon room. So damn tired. I haven't even pack my bag yet. CPM, you're great! *Someone please help me to pack my bag please...* Oh my...

I can't even finish eating a bowl of meehoon. The family is not here with me and my brothers are not here to help me to finish the unfinish food. Oh, have to force myself to finish it! I just hate Kampar food! I just don't understand why my ex-upervisors said Kampar food is good. I don't think so. Maybe for 10 or 20 years ago, it might be true.

The nagging me,
Pui Mun