im force to go back kampong and i said NO NO NO NO.

my feet was step on this morning in the sardine-like train.

it hurts ok!

those people are like wearing shoes and step on my teeny-weeny toes!

the train was so pack that everyone is brushing against each other and my mum could even smell that old Apek B.O. thats gross lah. its either he doesnt know that he has B.O or he did that on purpose.

Why? dont ask.

and when mum bought food and we are on the way home, i felt like i was walking in some desert carrying heavy bags.

the weather is so bloody hot!

and im going crazy soon. fat aunt have been bugging and whinning and forcing me to go kampong again since few days ago.

even if i drop dead, NO! i dont want to go. man, really im going crazy!