Like a katak di bawah tempurung, braving a sudden downpour in the bus for 5 hours, I embarked alone on the Singapore shore. Mom being very protective (and now there's another overzealous but adorable personal security guard), this would be the first time travelling to the other shore without a companion to freak out with when we lost our way in the labyrinthic transport system we Malaysians so proud of.
Upon stepping out of bus no.170 on Kranji MRT Station, checkmated. I was dumbfounded on how very much unfriendly Singaporeans could be. What's more vexing is, they were very friendly to the Caucasian travellers. So what's the deal?
Even that,
Our neighbor country is somewhat more of an ideal place to live (albeit the very expensive rent) and to work in. I love how we could get out butts anywhere in the country on the MRT alone thought the furthest I could get on my last day there was only to Jurong East.

People still could sit and relax and snog with his/her partner without anyone caring on the grassy plain outside next to the highway. As for that here, it would either be "Eww, I sat on dog poop/spit/somebody's chewing gum." or "OMG, somebody is snogging there. Quick, call the others to see."
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The trip to Liverpool, UK next year for 3 months would be more interesting.
