Zaman 90s, America was *the* place.
Semua nak pergi sana. Kalau dapat belajar/kerja di US, bunyi lain.
Now? The grass isn't always greener that way.
And you realize: Malaysia has its own (better) charms. Kita ada tanah, bahasa, warmth, soul. (And chaos. Tapi kita terima. Good comes with the bad, kan.)
My butler Mr. Crowhurst and I, kami tengah pusing keliling 90s Americana memory lane kejap. Nak ambik feel lonely desert highways, diner neon, Hollywood action movies, westerns, big dreams.
Now? The grass isn't always greener that way.
And you realize: Malaysia has its own (better) charms. Kita ada tanah, bahasa, warmth, soul. (And chaos. Tapi kita terima. Good comes with the bad, kan.)
My butler Mr. Crowhurst and I, kami tengah pusing keliling 90s Americana memory lane kejap. Nak ambik feel lonely desert highways, diner neon, Hollywood action movies, westerns, big dreams.