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This past week... has... actually been... fun?.. (as long as it lasted at least). I'll get to that part in a bit. It's been so long since I laughed. Like actually "laughed". You guys who know me would know how my laugh really sounds like. Veivern was down from Montreal or "Moch-re-aL". (And say it like you have some phlegm caught up in your throat with the "aL" part) Supposedly, that's how they pronounce it in French. French has the worse grammar to learn apparently. She arrived on the morning of 24th at about 1.30 am in front of the house in the snow. The taxi dude had no friggin initiative to help us with her bags. But all that mattered was that she came! Weeeee!~ So i gave her tuna sandwich because she was so hungry after a bloody long flight. It wasn't literally long but there were babies that wouldn't shut up on the 6 hour flight. I so know what she means. They don't cry. They friggin' whine and scream and just irritate the shit out of you.

Anyway, here are the 7 things we think needs some "tweaking"

1. We fucking speak English in an ACCENT. I swear I didn't know we had that noticeable (or in other words, unrecognizable) accent at that. We were comparing our experiences you see. We had VERY similar ones for this area. Questions like "So, WHY do you speak English?", "WHY is your English so good?" -___- Potong stim, gila babi! It's as if it's impossible for us to do so. They become even more intrigued when we say were from a public school rather than an international school. Pfffttttt...
   
   
2. We had a few words stuck in our head from certain stories. For example: (say it with me):
   "whOOO-- ly FUCK. like whOOOOOO--ly FUCK" It's our little thing. I swear, we laughed our asses off practically everywhere because of our little jokes. "Dang wangy" would be another one. (Sarat, you probably would understand this.) And last but not least: "Vweird". We had lots of others but you probably won't get them. You really needed to be there to really know why it was SO friggin' funny.
   
   
3. Christmas is friggin boring in Western countries. Every friggin store is CLOSED. PO.TONG.STIM. Malls and shops close at 6pm on certain weekdays. I mean. It's not like we need to go shopping every-friggin-day but the fact that everything closes so early is so putting off. Of course then, people like to look forward to Boxing Day Sales, right??
   
   
   
4. NOTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!
   Boxing Day Sales are OVER-RATED.
   No shit. We were out all weekend. We were
   D-I-S-S-A-P-P-O-I-N-T-E-D.
   We were all ready to go shopping crazy but it was deeply unsatisfying, especially when you have to convert Canadian dollars to Ringgit. whOO-ly FUCK la. We hunted all round Metrotown and Robson St but to no avail. The only thing that may have lifted our spirits is to know that Coach bags and other nonsensical priced branded brands are NOT. and I repeat. NOT. dollar-for-dollar like other things here. The most expensive bag we saw was about $300. Not badddd, right?
   
   
5. If the dissappointing sales weren't bad enough, the "Chinese" homey-ness was getting to us. Every-fuckin-place was littered with Chinese. Not to say were not Chinese or that we hate the food (because we absolutely L.O.V.E. the food) But the attitude is friggin the same everywhere la... Old aunties rushing for the cheap deals. People pushing you round and stepping on your toes and not a word of sorry? Thank you but no thank you. If I had a chance, I'll gladly stay anywhere - ANYWHERE - where there won't be any Chinese. Mars would be cool, no?..
   
   
6. Western countries are so in need of "mamaks". Think about it. Our day only starts at 3pm. We sleep when people wake up! Once the sun comes up, we creep into bed. We eat our breakfast when people are preparing dinner (or supper as they call it)** dinner means lunch. - Vweird, I know!** and we stay up all night tapping away at our laptops while wasting electricity as the television is just on. This is basically what we did on rest days here. Our lives back home weren't that different. We wake up, eat lunch because it's around lunch time, head out to the mall or wherever that suits your mood (and not the weather), come back, eat dinner (or have dinner out depending on the days) and then head out again at midnight to the mamaks or for a few games of pool. You know what?... I haven't played pool or foosball is almost a year. whOOOO-ly FUCK. Like. whOOOOO-ly FUCK. That is a fucking long time. And there isn't a bloody arcade nearby at all. Shit.
   
   
7. In our 19 years of life, we have NEVER checked the weather forecast like how we have done so here. It's so depressing, no? Watching weather. Jeez.
   
   

It was fun while this week lasted, really. Vei... it was so nice having you over! I hope you had fun. Next time, I'll be the one coming over to Moch-re-aL! Hopefully in the last 2 weeks of April! At least then, I have something to look forward to!"

What are you guys up to for New Year's?