So manymanymany thoughts that can't be formed into words. So many wishes that can never be transformed into reality. Oh God I'm such a drama queen. Went to town tonight. It distresses me how KL is filled with teenage punks. Melayu girls in mesh tops and Melayu boys in skinny floods. Is this our youth? It's not cool to have Trojan warrior hairstyles, it's not cool to hang out by the side of the road by a bunch of motorbikes; no, it's not cool. It's sad. We're not going to get anywhere if it's always all the Malay kids who get up to no good. The other day there was a story in the paper about a drug raid, and the accompanying picture showed the addicts who had been rounded up. You bet your ass they were all Melayu. Seeing all this makes me want to do one of two things: Get the hell out of here or stay and help make a change. Moving on. I'm in the process of downloading an episode of My Little Pony. Yes, I am reliving my childhood memories at 2AM. Of course, at the rate this download is going, I'm not going to be able to watch this show until May 16th or something like that. It's cute how at 2 in the morning, Azzi says he's going to take a nap and that I could call him if I needed to talk. Who are you kidding, Yang? That phone might as well be put on silent the minute your head hits the sack! I'll give you an A for effort though. I waved at some policemen tonight. They were in their car patrolling the streets in town. I just thought I'd give them a little refresher while they were performing their public duty. :D Anyway. Ruzian, it was sweet to watch you get affectionate with Ifran. hehe :D Ok. I'm done here. --------------------------------------------- Blast. That MLP I downloaded was a frikkin' audio file.