Coming here and cleaning all Malcolm's mess has been like a mirror to me, I guess. It's like once I have packed nicely a certain thing, the next hour or so he would be looking for something and turning the place upsidedown. It upsets me, really.
Then, I remembered how I would not bother about washing the plates after eating until my Mother nags at me, or after looking for a certain item at home, I would not put it into its original position and the next time I can't find it, I would shout, "Mommy!! Have you seen it anywhere?!"
I am so eager to go home, to pack up my room once again! (i packed it before i left) I seriously miss my purple room. Ahhh. I also miss my Mommy... Never will I wanna make her angry again...
Hmmm, I realise too that some "angels" have been sent to Malcolm, to take good care of me... My dad and Shou Heng(the guy who sat in the plane with me) told him, "Please do not abuse Maria-she is your sister afterall" and, "Take good care of your sister ah"(not accurate words) respectively. The thing is, I didnt ever tell them how badly I am treated by Malcolm! Amazing! So Malcolm, do becareful of the things you are doing. Someone is watching...
So tomorrow, off I go to London! Hmmm, kinda scared actually. Even though I have been there once, I am still afraid that I may lose my way there. Again, remember my past victories! I survived in Austria myself! Somemore I couldent speak their local language at all(German). But in London, I can speak English! Nevertheless, do pray for me k? :)