the title more or less sums up how i feel about My Trip to KL. obviously the assumption that the grass is of the same species must be made. also the title should only be taken metaphorically, because in my opinion the other side looks greener, even if the plants are not planted in neat rows and cut every week. seriously there isnt much difference between singapore and kl except for racial composition and amount of trash on the streets (although i believe it would be impossible to sweep trash cut grass and prune trees of every inch of a state/country thats any larger than singapore). however it would appear that people in kl are generally nicer than singaporeans (although i believe there arent many states/countries that can produce more opposite-of-nice people than singapore)
although i may not be in such a good position to judge, having spent most of my time there in the same mall oO. my experiences there can be summed up in two words, shop( not really the buy lots of stuff kind of shop, more like the go into every store and come out again kind of shop) n eat. and eat. its mind-numbing.
and now its Mugging Season. the happiest time of the year, where self-confessed muggers pretend-not-to-mug muggers pretend-not-to-mug-but-are-hardcore muggers seriously-hardcore muggers anti-mugger muggers, the especially elusive looks-like-he-mugs-alot-but-usually-doesnt sometimes mugger and of course the non-muggers all unite for mugging. of course theres also the comparing. lol okay im about as screwed as screwed can get. and thats all i have to say ><
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