20th July, 7.59pm

"Culture shock. You are bound to face this when you're at a different place. The moment i stepped out of the train, waiting to get out of the station, there seemed to be some arguement going on between a man and the police. Saw some pushing going on as well. Well, i was scared, so i just stood there while my mom was ignorant to that fact and just went straight for the exit. And so, the moment i left the station, walking out towards my mom's boyfriend's car, people, what seems like taxi drivers were following us, asking if we needed transportation to go anywhere. The shock continues with mom's bf's boss, bringing us out for dinner. This is then continued with the previous text. But here, is a continuation. Blardy food. Never in my wildest imagination that a chinese delicacy would literally burn my tongue. But really, it is good. Just that the after effect of that 'goodness' is a burnt tongue. Which also meant that everything else that touches my tongue, will burn my tongue. And so, everything else i eat is just 'ROAR!' But since i was eating with the BIG PEOPLE, i had to eat and smile at the same time, even with the fact that i was dying with a burning tongue. Culture shock."

well. it really did burn my tongue. haha!
and it was fish.
hoh. tien. their level of spiciness is like wayyyy much more than our spiciness here in malaysia. o.o