52 weeks in the year is not enough for us to survive.
I went to the local gas station to withdraw money this afternoon. I parked my park right in the middle of a proper parking spot. There is a malay uncle who parked his kancil right behind my car while waiting for his wife to withdraw money. It's no surpise that I was done with my transaction yet he is still waiting there.
I didn't even honk at him to give way, I just wind down my window and politely ask him to move to the back a wee bit. He didn't even bother to wind down his window but furiously gesturing with his hands, asking me to find a way out myself.
What is this world becoming?
Man, I have to leave M'sia soon...
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