Car is home.

There are so many things i want to tell you guys. So many. Problems, updates, unfortunate events. But unfortunately, most of them are so personal that i don't feel like they should be put on the world wide web. Because you know, they remain here forever. Maybe if we meet face to face, we can talk yeah? It's frustrating for me too, you know. I wanna tell you things, but i don't know how to tell you without telling you.

I wonder what you think of me. I really do. Do you think i am a lousy writer? Do you think my life is no fun at all, because, you know, i keep talking about my studies? Why don't i talk about my relationships? What kind of movies do i like? What is my kind of lepak? Whatever your questions are, shoot. Be it anonymously or with your name. However you prefer it.

But the last question is nice. I like lepak

I don't know what your kind of lepak is. You could be going for food hunting or jamming, but i like the kinda lepak that really emphasizes on the conversations. So my kind of lepak is at kedai mamak, or my friend's house or in the car. But my favourite is in the car. Hands down, i like to lepak in the car. I can get more privacy, silence, and there's just you and your friends. So the conversation would usually get more private and personal than the usual conversations.

Now this is just between me and you. When i'm in rage, sadness or despair, i would just go and stay in my car. For as long as i want. Since i don't smoke, i assume that me staying in my car kinda gives the same impact as how smokers would light up a cigarette if anything(?). Car is home. So my car has seen it all: my screams, my snores, my cries, me headbanging, my yells, me pulling my hair till my scalp burns; you name it. 

You should try it someday ;)
Thanks for listening.

On a different note, i'm struggling with my French. I need help. So if you speak good French, please let me know. I need some tutoring. Thanks in advance. 

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