my lil' new room

i've started working in kampar since d 4th of may (dat explain d deterioration of my posting)..

showing my lil' room i rented in kampar... it's a small and warm room coz it's facing d west, when d sun sets, dats d time d ray enters my room, said my landlady (i neva experience dis yet coz i got home after 5.30 and will b out searching for my dinner den park myself in front of d tv frm 6 to 8pm)..
an overview of my room, a complete 1 with everything except living things (i shall get myself some plants-or shud u people out there get me a bonsai or any easy-to-care-kinda-plant)...

apparently, kampar is a nicer place compare to kl.. not much traffic around d uni area, abundance of cheap yet yummy local delights, slower pace of life, less pollution (fresher air) peaceful and quiet.. the only not so good thing about it, is d people.. maybe i'm still new... kamparian are not very approachable.. my landlady's sons seem very intimidated with me, 5 days already n d numbers of lines they uttered when i'm around them were less den 5..
lonelier than my gombak house (at least my 'siblings' in gombak talk to me)..

thankfully i have some caring frends who called n sms-ed me, managed to endure d lineliness in d first few days.. when thursday comes, i can no longer stand d lonesomeness especially after i was told i hav to go to work on friday though there's ntg for me to do-there n then when i received d sms, i weeped silently.. who else can i turn to if it's not my mom-my weeping sadden her n d next day my dad drove all d way to pick me up..