Jiak bah bua?
ai jiak, jiang ah ia...
p/s:- Sigh... Miri is such a small place. Even the auntie selling kampua and uncle selling you char kueh knows me. Can tell stories about me summore. What more dignity i have. Sigh..
*thinking of leaving old oil Miri for good soon*
-The song "Leaving on a Jet Plane by John Denver" plays in my head.-
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