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Had an argument few days ago. It got pretty serious, I lost myself completely. After 3 years, this is the first time I ever used foul languages on her. Rather than my usual self of reasoning out situations, I just blew up the other day. My mom then advised me. She mentioned that me and my sister actually aren’t bad with the skill of communication. BUT, our greatest weakness lies with our temper. Once we’re ignited, we explode. It runs in the family.

However, having this bloodline is not to be blamed for my reactions the other day. For a SELF-REMINDER, "Whatever said can’t be absorbed back." I’m already beginning to see the consequences of my words. Even now after I’ve cooled myself off and see things from an entire different perspective, its irreversible. Regrettably, its still irreversible. My plan for Valentine’s Day is as good as dead. I was really looking forward to it. I have planned to deliver an unforgettable above the sky experience. Reflecting the cause of action now, I don’t see much chance to execute my plans.

I’m dissapointed….. with myself, for words I used. Still, its irreversible.

"ZzZzZz….." was all I can think of even when driving to KL to work on a Saturday. Rain in the morning, confirm makes someone lazy. INEVITABLE! Anyway, must work also…

CNY coming! Haih~~ can’t remember when did I start losing my ultimate interest on Angpaos. I’m still quite happy to receive these red packets with AGONG’s face inside. But, not as syok as last time. I used to have this kind of "I’m the richest boy in the world!!" after compiling my angpaos from my empire size family in Kuantan.

Now? I can foresee that most of the AGONG’s face I see also blue colour one. Small piece of blue colour AGONGs. But, it doesn’t matter ler… somehow, what colour is the AGONG’s face I see in the angpao from my family doesn’t matter.

To me, Kuantan really CHANGED. My lepak cousins, some went overseas… some adapted really fucked up attitude, some grew up… etc. etc. Conclusion, lots have changed and it suck nuts…

What has not quite changed back in Kuantan is the MARVELOUS curry mee, EXQUISITE yong tau foo, FAT ASS pak-charm-kai by my grand-aunt, VEGETARIAN cuisine by my aunt. Its all about FOOD, WINNING my cousins’ money on the gambling table, and just plain meaningless & senseless stroll on the beach armed with my chick killing shades + a bottle of cold softdrink + "style, quality & excellence"

As screwed up as some aspects of Kuantan that have changed, I’m still very much looking forward to go back. This year, I wanna give my po-po money. =)