My housemate was greeted by a bronzeback snake under her bed.

It must had thought the toilet brush is a tree branch.

Friendly firemen who told us ‘jangan tangkap gambar’ because ’saya tak hensem’.

A passerby who told us it’s called bronzeback.

Negotiating for the snake.

They can sell it for up to RM1k. WTF!

Oh no… my skin isn’t recovering. ;[
Asked a Kamparian friend if I can find a reliable clinic here and he said it’s kind of impossible.
What?!
You mean all this while people who are living in Kampar don’t get seriously sick?
I want to go back to KL. I want my mummy. ;(((((

Eason is love! His concert was not so much of props and costumes (he only changed thrice into different t-shirts) but his amazing voice!
His singing is so good it just makes you smile and shout. I lost my voice at the end of the show. Hehehehe.
He sang 兄妹 after the opening song K歌之王! Yes not [...]

Why do we always need to tolerate people who falanja just to get away with things?
What about the others who got hurt along the way?
Who will care about or sympathise them?
And what about times when I don’t get my way with things?
Should I do the same too?

Tell me what do you do when it all falls apart.