Write Drunk, Edit Sober

I spent the entire weekend with great company and great food. On Friday we tried this new place in Jaya 33; Good Food & Co. I had spaghetti with beef salami and a perfect half boiled egg. Then we went to The Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf. Ordered something off their kid-friendly favourites - Hot Vanilla. It was soooo creamy. So good. On Saturday I went out with my high school friends. Spent the whole day out with them. We went to Tony Romas for lunch. Was too hungry so I didn't take any pictures of the food there but this time round our orders were pretty disappointing. The Kickin' Shrimp we had was good but the grilled chicken dish was a disaster. So dry, so bland. And so expensive! For tea we went to the TWG tea salon & boutique. Didn't order the usual tea set with the scones and macaroons coz I think the scones I make at home are better than any I've had outside (yes I realize I'm full of myself but it's true). Our waiter recom

I’m writing this post on the lower bunk of my (temporary) double decker bed, in an apartment on some hill, with a very heavy heart. I think the last time I cried before leaving home to head back to uni was about 3 years ago when I was on the flight back to JB from the Subang airport. These past two weeks have been difficult, to say the least. I’m a very easy-going person. I’m a hard worker, I’m punctual, I’m a team player although there are times when I prefer to lead rather than follow. I do what needs to be done and I do it well. But when you disrespect me, raise your voice at me for no apparent reason and pick on me for every little thing, I become ice cold and there’s no turning back. The Indian mindset is one that is very tough to break. As an Indian myself there are many things I don’t do and people I don’t associate with. One of the things I hate about the Indian mentality is that just because someone is older than you, you’re automatically required to respec