Kuala Lumpur
Malaysia was fun. It was a high school trip. I lost all the pictures from Malaysia but I remember that pungent smell of something; I guess Seesha or some peanut sauce from Patio restaurants. We went to a beach but I was in an uncomfortable position to have fun. I wanted to have fun but I was shy to take my shirt off. You know. Circumstances like those accumulated and molded me to become what I am now.