A night of blunders and wardrobe malfunction.

That night was last night. The night of Malam Gemilang.


Of which I was one of two hosts for the evening.
Of which I embarrassed myself on stage.
Of which I first sang in front of a crowd.
Of which I first rapped, like ever - quite a failure I must add.
Of which I forged many closer friendships.
Of which I learnt that racism in Malaysia manages to spread itself to Australia through it's supposed dignitaries.
Of which I learnt that no matter how hard I try I can't please everyone.
Of which I learnt that I TRULY TRULY have ZERO luck in raffles.
Of which I paid a hefty price to be hungry and heat up a cold pie once I reached home.
Of which I realised sometimes things are just not meant to be.

But I had good fun. I definitely did.