When a friend who is a foreigner living here, pokes fun at your culture saying it's a 'turn off', you be like "why the heck bother being friends with me then?" Correct?
Then that same person states that Najib is fine and Mahathir is an a$$hole. My Prime Minister. A true Statesman and patriot whose name is renowned as being one of the greatest leaders in the world. If not, the best. And the person who said this, is only 1/3 of his age. One third! Not even half of that 93 years!
And that's when I realised that I had to forgive and forget his earlier statement, about being turned off by what I am. Because most of us Malaysians know how the mentality of Najib's fans work.
And it's due to 2 reason:
1. That they probably have the same intellectual capacity as Tajuddin Abd Rahman..or
2. Mixing with the type of Malaysians that are shunned by majority of other Malaysians (and the rest of the world)
And let me tell you folks, the majority of Malaysians are smart, sensible and have a great spirit of nationalism where we are so very proud of our multi cultural, multi lingual, multi faiths concept. We are one and we all call ourselves Anak Malaysia. That, is in HUGE contrast to the smaller minority of Najib's (and Tajuddin's) crusaders and followers who are nothing but a bunch of racist, primitives and unprogressive mortals who thrive on igniting racial sentiments.
Speak of racist, although this above person took a jab at my culture by saying it's a turn off, I didn't retaliate by telling him how most Malaysians (except the Tajuddin-species) are repulsed by people of his race especially because of their personal hygiene and unkempt lifestyles whether in their streets or in their homes. For what it's worth, I don't only hear Malaysians complaining about this because when I travel out of the country, I hear this exact same thing from non Malaysians too. However, my best friend who is from that country is nothing like what people say. He's a clean freak haha. By the way, this paragraph was written with the consent and blessings of Hamed.
Finally, if you want to befriend Malays, try mixing with the Azmin Ali types. Not the Tajuddin's kindoff species. A king-sized world of difference between these 2.
Enough said. And I'm not even the slightest bit offended by that callous remark about my bloodline. Because I'm proud of what I am and I love myself too much. And so should everyone. Just wanted to share this with you guys.
1st Class
Saturday, the 21st July 2018 has got to be one of my most proudest moments, as I watched with pride my little Kelly girl walk on stage to receive her Bachelor of Arts degree in Mass Communications, where she graduated with 1st Class Honours, and then went on to receive the Highest Academic Achievement Award and subsequently walked on stage the 3rd time to give her speech as Valedictorian for this auspicious Convocation ceremony.
If anything, she deserves this recognition, having worked tirelessly these past 5 and a half years, aiming for exactly what she achieved. She had set her goals, and there was no stopping her from seeing it materialise.
It would have undoubtedly been the most complete and memorable day of my life had my Father been able to join us at the Connexion@Nexus Bangsar that morning. Nevertheless, I'm so grateful and thankful that my Mom was able to witness her granddaughter being applauded thunderously as she walked up the stage three times that Saturday morning. Yup, Kelly definitely was "Woman" of the hour! And if could've walked around with a name tag that read "Kelly's Mom", I would have.
Her friends, her lecturers, her ex teachers from school, her family and relatives are all so proud of her. The number of messages that kept pouring in were unbelievably overwhelming. There were even parents of graduates who walked up to her after her speech and praised her. It truly was a golden moment.
Kelly girl, this triumph is only the beginning of greater things to come. You are the strongest girl I know and you're definitely on the right track towards success! Follow your dreams, my child and we will always be there to continuously support you, Insya Allah. What is truly most inspiring, is that even people your own age were saying that you've inspired them to be the best at what they do.
Thank you so much for giving us that glorious day and unforgettable moment, my wonderful Child. Daddy, Daniel and I love you so very much! And we are so so proud of you, my darling.
Love,
Proud Mom.
If anything, she deserves this recognition, having worked tirelessly these past 5 and a half years, aiming for exactly what she achieved. She had set her goals, and there was no stopping her from seeing it materialise.
It would have undoubtedly been the most complete and memorable day of my life had my Father been able to join us at the Connexion@Nexus Bangsar that morning. Nevertheless, I'm so grateful and thankful that my Mom was able to witness her granddaughter being applauded thunderously as she walked up the stage three times that Saturday morning. Yup, Kelly definitely was "Woman" of the hour! And if could've walked around with a name tag that read "Kelly's Mom", I would have.
The official photos are yet to be collected from the photographers, so these are some of the few that we have.
Her friends, her lecturers, her ex teachers from school, her family and relatives are all so proud of her. The number of messages that kept pouring in were unbelievably overwhelming. There were even parents of graduates who walked up to her after her speech and praised her. It truly was a golden moment.
Kelly girl, this triumph is only the beginning of greater things to come. You are the strongest girl I know and you're definitely on the right track towards success! Follow your dreams, my child and we will always be there to continuously support you, Insya Allah. What is truly most inspiring, is that even people your own age were saying that you've inspired them to be the best at what they do.
Thank you so much for giving us that glorious day and unforgettable moment, my wonderful Child. Daddy, Daniel and I love you so very much! And we are so so proud of you, my darling.
Love,
Proud Mom.
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Hey!
With regards to my previous post survey/quiz, THANK YOU guys for all your answers. I'm happy to let you others know that all those who replied, had agreed with my answer. Why? Because it's pretty obvious. Haih, imagine if the 1Mdb issue was as simple as this, Malaysians would be able to rejoice by now.
Anyway, let's talk about my hair. As you can see in the picture, I've automatically gotten the green light to snip off my very long locks.
A few months ago, I cut about 8 inches off myself. And this time around, I had the pleasure of telling my hairstylist to trim off way more than 8 inches. I feel like a whole burden of weight has been lifted from my head - literally and figuratively speaking! It feels so much lighter and yes, so much better.
I've tried to prevent having a haircut for as long as I could, but there's no longer any reason for me to do keep it at that ridiculous length anymore.
Well, whether it's long, medium or short, I absolutely adore my hair. And it's definitely a lot more easier to manage from now.
Cheers!
With regards to my previous post survey/quiz, THANK YOU guys for all your answers. I'm happy to let you others know that all those who replied, had agreed with my answer. Why? Because it's pretty obvious. Haih, imagine if the 1Mdb issue was as simple as this, Malaysians would be able to rejoice by now.
Anyway, let's talk about my hair. As you can see in the picture, I've automatically gotten the green light to snip off my very long locks.
Well, whether it's long, medium or short, I absolutely adore my hair. And it's definitely a lot more easier to manage from now.
Cheers!
Quick Quiz
Come everyone, let's do a quick quiz. Take a look at the picture below and tell me what you think this is. It's something like the captcha thingy you know, where they put weird looking numbers and alphabets then ask you to figure out what is.
So here's my take on what I think this is: sexual fluids on a duvet with a tinge of stale blood. I feel disgusted saying that haha. And symbolically speaking, it would go something like "I was eating apple and it was juicy, so few drops came down". Get the drift?
Apologies to my juniors or under-aged readers if I appear to be blunt or unrefined, but it's just a game and I thought of sharing my answer with readers. And in return, I'd like to see what's their opinion on what this picture is.
And for the rest of you, if the contents of this article bothers you, I have to remind you that this is my blog and I'm entitled to write whatever I want.
Anyway, for those of you who've been here long enough, you already know what my email is. So simply email me your answer. I can't hardly wait to see if it tallies with mine. And as for my friends who know me, feel free to just text if you like.
It's fun playing these kind of quizzes now and then. Certainly more fun than boring captchas. Right?
I don't even know what was the purpose of me receiving a picture like this, but it's great that the person who sent me this doesn't mind about their privacy being kept private. They had mentioned it to me before that they are not bothered about privacy. And that's why I'm able to share this image with you and do this quiz.
I was having drinks with my bff Ariff while waiting to watch the WC finals when that image came through. He leaned over while I was looking at it and asked me what was that, then proceeded to say the exact same thing that I was having in my head at that time. Well, great minds think alike. Told you we're telepathic.
Anyway, France went on to win and Ariff was rooting for France, I was neutral as both teams were not important to me. I just told him I want it to be a match with lots of goals and surprisingly, the score was 4-2, which is quite a number of goals scored.
And that's not all - Ariff said, each time the ball goes in, I'll be getting a prezzie from him. So in total, 6. SIX. How cool is that!
Apologies to my juniors or under-aged readers if I appear to be blunt or unrefined, but it's just a game and I thought of sharing my answer with readers. And in return, I'd like to see what's their opinion on what this picture is.
And for the rest of you, if the contents of this article bothers you, I have to remind you that this is my blog and I'm entitled to write whatever I want.
Anyway, for those of you who've been here long enough, you already know what my email is. So simply email me your answer. I can't hardly wait to see if it tallies with mine. And as for my friends who know me, feel free to just text if you like.
It's fun playing these kind of quizzes now and then. Certainly more fun than boring captchas. Right?
I don't even know what was the purpose of me receiving a picture like this, but it's great that the person who sent me this doesn't mind about their privacy being kept private. They had mentioned it to me before that they are not bothered about privacy. And that's why I'm able to share this image with you and do this quiz.
I was having drinks with my bff Ariff while waiting to watch the WC finals when that image came through. He leaned over while I was looking at it and asked me what was that, then proceeded to say the exact same thing that I was having in my head at that time. Well, great minds think alike. Told you we're telepathic.
Anyway, France went on to win and Ariff was rooting for France, I was neutral as both teams were not important to me. I just told him I want it to be a match with lots of goals and surprisingly, the score was 4-2, which is quite a number of goals scored.
And that's not all - Ariff said, each time the ball goes in, I'll be getting a prezzie from him. So in total, 6. SIX. How cool is that!
93 And Counting
May Allah continue to shower you with perfect health - physically and mentally for many many more years to come and throughout your life. Thank you so much for all that you've done and for all that you continue to do for Malaysians.
We love you, we need you and we depend on you, Ayahanda Tun! You are a father and grandfather to all Malaysians and we are so proud to have the most intelligent and best leader in the whole world.
Hidup Tun!
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