Because I am lazy

Because I am lazy
... I didnt update for almost a week.
... I decided I shall not type wordy entries.
... I blame my lack of updates to handphone camera issues.
... I shall only post pictures of my recent trip to malacca to accomodate with you happy people.
... I shall post a super damn panjang post but with many colorful pictures which I hope, will distract you from realising that I am lousy person.

Because I am lazy thats why!

Okay, lazy to type more already. Ahead with the pictures! :)

Some random shiny pagoda thing at Jonker's street.

The orang utan shop also at Jonkers street. Great graffitti. Expression of freedom is everyone's right. People should learn to use their voice. Unfortunately, most of the time, we are (like me) too lazy to do so wtf.
More from the orang utan shop.
I like the tee that says
"When is art art and when is art NOT art"
The one that says
"Play safe, buy malaysian rubber"
sounds so wrong.
The ship restaurant.
lol. nah, its a museum.
pardon the reflection, taken in car.
my dad stopped to let my snap this picture.
I have to admit he can be pretty cool sometimes too.
I came up with a preposition for him.
you take me ronda,
I help you look out for chicks.
and I wont tell mom"

He agreed. haha.

Come on, where the hell can you find such a cool daughter?
:P
Is it just me or are women who like to dress in stripes are good bargainers?
(angelin!)

Evil looking masks line the street lamps.

Some merchandises at Jonker street.
oh so retro.

Though I cant fight off that nagging feeling that the one on the bottom left looks like porn.

60's porn.
Fuck, something's wrong with me.


For old people, by old people.


I was like "shop or temple?" when I saw this.
The sign told me it was a shop.


like duh.


I told dad he was so cool to take me to malacca's "red light district" when he drove past here. He laughed and we ended up in on of malacca's nightspots later. (alot clubbing places with lame names there)


I call this the lala zhai trishaws.
(loud colors. loud music. the similarities are astounding)


This church sure has a grand hollywood boleuvard entrance.



Famous chicken rice ball!
Didnt eat cause sister was feeling sick.
Potong steam betul.


Dont ask me why theres an altar at a stall at Jonker street. weirdness.

Since I have generously shared with you all these superb and excellent images worthy of praise from the malaysian tourism department, I shall now post one horrendous picture of mine with my sister. Let me try to explain that it is an uphill battle, and indeed a futile and difficult task to get her to take a picture with me. And indeed my success was made possible only because she was in a good mood. And when we finally get a picture where BOTH of us look ok, I had to ruin it with something that looks like a peace sign cause i was holding on to my handphone.

wtfwtfwtf.

Relatives always wonder why I ended up looking so different so suddenly. I am highly tempted to tell them its plastic surgery. A few rounds somemore.

Anyway, happy chinese new year people!
and apparently I aint as lazy as I thought I was. This post is really long!

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