Listen to these, original songs!

My very talented sister WROTE these two songs...I am her number one fan!! Yay!

Glorious Moment for Malaysia!

I insisted in going to watch the All England final.
Though my legs hurt, I was limping my way there. I know, I need to go witness Malaysia's victory for the day!
And sure enough, our country's Lee Chong Wei, did not let anyone down that day!

See, he was sooooo effing near to me!!!! But too bad, he refused to turn his head.
And sorry for some blurry pictures. The stupid moron kid besides me keep shaking the bar in front of me, knowingly my body was against the bar, and obviously, I was also shaken by it. Damn him.
Especially when he saw me snapping away at Lee Chong Wei, while he was yelling "Tago!! Tago!!!", he started using his head to block me. Trust me! He moved his freaking stupid ridiculous looking head right in front of my face. And when I tried bending lower, he went lower too, when I tried shifting my head to the right to avoid his head, he went right too! Bloody fool little guy. And he looks about 10 years old only. If this happens in Malaysia, I would have bloody yelled at him!

There were soooo many Malaysians that day.
Shouting and cheering.
The best part was when the game just started, someone from the crowded shouted
"Belasah Sama Dia!!!"
And everyone burst out laughing.
To be somewhere out from Malaysia, that is when one can feel, that we are truly, One Malaysia!
Being in Malaysia, One Malaysia is total bullshit! Racism happens everywhere you go in Malaysia, and the government dares say One Malaysia？？？

But here, in Birmingham, I was sitting beside a Malay family wearing Malaysia Boleh shirt. And right behind me, an Indian Boy was sitting with Malaysia's flag on his lap, waiting to cheer.

We definitely don't see unity in Malaysia.
We can only witness unity during a Badminton match.

Everyone was shouting:
"Malaysia, Boleh!"
Then it became:
"Lee Chong Wei, Boleh!"
Then Malaysians creativity kick in, and it became:
"Misbun, Boleh!"

MY smartass brother in action

Click on the picture to read more about my brother.....
Emerging as top student in National Defense University, with first class honor, and a CGPA of 3.75 for Aeronautical Engineering, my brother is THE MAN!
Hah....
I always thought greatly of my brother.....just not to the extent that I'll expect to see him being featured in Malaysia's Chinese Newspaper, "Sin Chew Jit Poh".....
There was even my family photo in it, and sad to say, I am not in it...thanks to UK.
But then again, I am overwhelmed with pride and joy.....I bet my ass, my dad would have a dozen copies of the newspaper to be "preserved"
A big "CONGRATULATION" to my dearest bro!!

Proud to be a Malaysian...for once...hah!

Pictures of the day....a trip to Bicester Village....

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They say, "you gotta lose it, before you learn to appreciate it"
Now, I am going to proudly proclaim myself as a Happy Malaysia citizen.
Staying in UK for this past few months have taught me to see how being a Malaysian bring so much advantage to myself. Besides realizing that we are very privileged to be allowed the golden opportunity to learn our language, as in, Chinese.
Malaysia is where we belong. And where we should feel grateful of being in. Regardless of some unfair circumstances that arise, we can, however, call Malaysia our much beloved home.
Being Malaysian, we are free to practice our desired language, say, chinese, malay, english, hokkien, cantonese...hakka...
I always love it when YP brings me out to meet some of his friends, and they will be so amazed that I could speak Chinese language....they usually ask me, like,
"how come you can understand Mandarin (chinese language)?"
"because I am a Chinese??? *duh*"
"but, you're from Malaysia"
"so? I attended Chinese school back then"
"you have Chinese school??"
*Ah-bo-then????*....obviously, I didn't reply that way.
Why I love being a Malaysian? Cause I can understand Mandarin!

And this particular scenario that got me feeling amused by myself, the fact that we, Malaysians, are indeed different, because we understand many languages.
I was sitting at the train station, waiting....and there, by my side, were three Malays.
There are many China Chinese in Birmingham, and one will least expect yourself (if you're a Malay) to be seated just next to one, who is from Malaysia. Hah!
So, being oblivious to the fact that I could understand what they were speaking, they started cracking random jokes. The guy was hilarious. And the two girls were laughing along.
I nearly burst out into laughter too, but I was adamant not to let them know I am a Malaysian, cause I wanted to listen to their conversation. Hah!
Why I love being a Malaysian? Cause I can understand Malay language!

I realize that, because Malaysia emphasizes a lot on English, we are somehow, brought up to speak proper and fluent English. We don't face communication problems here. Just like how, most China students, they struggle a lot due to language barrier . This is what got me thinking, that I thank God, I do not need to deal with such thing.
Why I love being a Malaysian? Cause I can understand English!!


I am so tired, I just came back from a trip to Cardiff, and Liverpool. Liverpool football club is such a disappointment. Nothing comparable to Man U stadium at all. This is such a sad thing to all Liverpool fans out there. Lolx...
Anyway, pictures will be up in my next post, I guess....