Time for a change.

Hey guys! Ni yeepedi ireke? 

So I just came back from Chinatown and yes, I'm gonna talk about it. 

So i went to Chinatown with my mom by bus at 10+? An hour ride by bus. Sheesh. So we got down the bus and went to Kasturi Tuition Center and register hehhehe woots! I'm excited about this. But what worry me is this..

While I was walking along the streets just now, I was aware that there'll be pick pockets anywhere, somewhere. So I was minding my own business with my mom and then suddenly this bunch of CCB immigrants walked passed by me and they tried to make the situation havoc. 

Fyi, I was in a small lane, that's why. So there's this guy, all of the sudden comes hugging my leg, I was shocked and immediately I knew something wasn't right. I turned around, noticed another guy trying to take my wallet from my pocket and another guy trying to grab my hand. Thank God I learnt taekwondo before (CHEHWAAHH!) so I know how to let my hands off that dirty guy's hand. I shouted and I managed to catch everyone's attention and I just ran away from them. Everyone was looking and those guys managed to ran/escape. 

Mom told me an Caucasian lady fell down, also due to the pick pocket thing. She was just behind me. I'm afraid now, since I might be taking bus and MRT alone. Sigh. It's all about luck I guess. After that, me and my mom went for lunch and took the MRT home. Llala, at least I'm in one piece. Thank God for everything. (: