In the afternoon, I cooked something like this:
... and it tasted quite good actually. Really. Its gooey texture made it tasted like dumpling… only that the pork was absent.
No diarrhoea later. Honestly.
A blog to scribble down my daily routine, as good as possible, so that my forgetfulness does not destroy all the footsteps and breaths in my life.
One thing I really like about Pavilion was its immaculate architectural design. A lot of space to move around, not to mention sufficient resting areas.
Showing off and successful at it.
Then we had dinner at a street full of hawker stalls. Forgotten its name. The funny thing is I found that food in KL, although expensive, is still more worthy compared to those in Kelantan.
My best buddies.
I miss you guys.
This usually appears at the last page of our notes, which is my favourite phrase.
Ya, it was quite a challenge to remain sane in here. But all of us are still doing fine! :)