T K

Malaysian at heart.

“I’m a Penangite, not Malaysian” doesn’t make me happy because I AM a Malaysian and we’re in this together.

Exam Day 1.

Spent a good five to ten minutes looking like a lost child with everyone else whom already gotten their seats staring at me.

Oh, I don’t wanna talk about that shitass paper I just sat.

Final Year Exam.

It starts tomorrow.
I’m so fucking excited if you can’t already tell, not.

The Great Gatsby is going to blow my mind.

So hard.