The simple life

Firstly to the many pple that i already/going to offend by my strong use of words sometimes in my blog sorry k.It is purely accidental.Viewer discretion is advised.

So ended school and headed to some remote village(my grandma house) in johore on tuesday.The begining of the simple life.Its a place where plam trees are decorated throughout the landscape.Cars 30 to 40 years old are still running on the road.A flushing toilet is considered luxurious.Poultry are allowed to roam freely around.Mosquitoes are aplenty.Frogs and owls are our best neighbours.Its a good place to escape from the concrete jungles of singapore.Good place to destress.The poor reception and the running out handphone battery kept me away from the outside world.Civillation is no where to be found.Did a lot of fun things there,fun things that cannot be done in singapore.Took a spin in a motorcycle,enjoyed the rush of speed.Took a lesson in driving,although the car simply died when i released the clutch.Wat about playing with firecrackers.Its a privillage only for the prime minister in singapore.Celebrated the 90th birthday of my grandmother(god will bless her)today.About 70 pple from 4 generations were at the house today.She is one lucky woman,seeing her future generations being such successful men,women today....