"Oh shit."

Was the first thing that came into my head, after realizing someone dangerously close to The Family (I'm not out to them, yet) has stumbled upon this blog. A quick phone call was administered to the said person and it's sufficient to say that things turned out surprisingly well, she's fine with it and well, I'm relieved.



Sprayed my hair bright pink today, it later turned into a purplish shade (sadly).

Chatted a bit to a friend and went over his blog upon request. Looking through photos of the group he's in made me realize something: I'm actually glad I've moved away from KL in a way. I could never fit into the predominantly Cina cultured cliques back there no matter how accommodating they were, or I was. It was mostly due to language incompatibility (my mandarin is rudimentary at best, I can't manage canto at all) which becomes a huge barrier, to say the least.

Here, it's expected that you communicate using English, Singlish or otherwise, de facto. Mandarin is deemed of lower status and is scorned upon.

I love it.