02 September, 2017

Taaruf? k I'm trying to be funny.

Before this, I started my blog without much hesitation. with my own name as the address and few people do read that shit. I wanna come clean about all shits I'd done but having a public blog ain't good. People will spread your shits to other people. People will try to destroy you and for God sake, these people got no life or what?

I am Melor. It is my old name before something happened and fuck I hate Melor. For this one time and place, I'll just use this shit. yeah, a name can't hurt you. I live in the big city, Kuala Lumpur. Despite all the bad things they said about KL, the one thing I learn is.. If you have money, it doesn't matter. Money is everything fr now.

I am old.

24 fucking years old with no outstanding achievement. Just breathing and living my live like a normal person would do.

I had a weird mind. Sometimes out of box but mostly the typical makcik2 malaysian style of thinking. Sometimes traditional is the best and being a gen Y doesn't mean we have to reject all the ideas from gen X to be cool.

I need to end this post now but I'll try to write more shits over here.

Xoxo,
Melor.