Confusing Confucius, The Case of the Missing M

There are things in this life that shouldn’t be meddled with, things that shouldn’t be taken lightly, things that are so utterly important, so incredibly significant that even a wisp of change will bring about chaos of catastrophic proportions. Such things are so delicate and intricately intertwined with normal living behaviour that any change just don’t make no sense, yet, change happens, and you end up having Friday and Saturday as your weekend! Come on man, it’s just impossible to compute! SUNDAY, A WORKING DAY??????!!!!! How freaking f*#$-ed up is that?! Aiseh…..shits…depressed!!

I get the feeling I’m living in an alternate reality right now, weekdays just feel longer than usual, weekends feel like they fly by in a blink of an eye. I firmly believe it’s the screwed up weekend system. Maybe I still haven’t gotten used to the idea, maybe maybe maybe, but can you blame me for refusing to accept that the state I live right now is probably one in a handful (or should I say hand-less) of places in THIS WHOLE GREAT BIG WIDE world to have a Friday-Saturday weekend??

It’s so mind-blowingly confusing sometimes, I wake up knowing that it’s the third day in a week I’ve woken up early, but it’s only Tuesday….confused? Welcome to mah world!

Well, I guess there’s nothing silly lil’ me can do about this “catastrophe” except to accept it right? When I finally decide to leave it be, something even more terribly confusing about this place presents itself in all its agonizingly myth-like mockery to life….…..

………...there’s……………..






………...no…………………







……………..MCDONALD’S in KUALA TERENGGANU!! Arghhhhh……

~very beach ready no?? well, at least 3 of us...

from left; Nelson the Fart-o-nator, Khang How the walking Medical Library, Kim Hoon the roommate, yours truly, and Khai Yang the copycat who shares the same middle name!