Tanah tumpahnya darah-ku.

everytime i meet someone new, my nationality comes into question. i have a hunch it's my accent. maybe it's the way i pronounce 3 as TRiee and not Thuh-ree. maybe it's the 'La' i unintentionally slip into my speech during moments when i'm caught unawares.

regardless of what it is, i'm always picked out as a foreigner and ultimately a Malaysian. which is cool, because they love it.

they love the fact that:

1. i can speak in 3 (TRiee/Thuh-ree?) languages.
2. i am Chinese yet i am Malaysian so why am i not Malay (?!)
3. our food is just so awesome it's beyond description.
4. shopping is 3 (Triee/Thuh-ree?) times cheaper compared to over here.
5. the night life is more kick-ass.
6. our culture is so muhibbah.
7. the weather is a constant 29degs.
8. pirated vcds.

and i totally agree with them. it pretty much sums up my perception of this/that/my country too. 50 years and counting...even the kwai-lous love it.

Selamat Hari Merdeka yet again! enjoy your holiday, those of you who are back home. bitches. grr.