1Malaysia

I got a friend, good friend that is a Malay but that doesn't make any different between us.

He can speak chinese very well, you might misjudged him if as a Chinese if u dint look at him face to face.

Ya, he know chinese because he is from Chinese primary school.

Now, we hangout together even though he left us for a few year, without racism.

I hate people around me critic on other races people. When you said "Babi Melayu", you are discriminating them and yet they are not deserving it. It is so unfair to them to be judged because of other people's fault.

Our harmony is formed because of respect between each other and this respectfulness formed 1Malaysia. Love your country by respecting people around you.

I am surprised when I read this article that written our Tunku Abdul Rahman's Great granddaughter, Lisa. Share with u all^.^

Sharyn Lisa Shufiyan, 24, Conservationist

Both my parents are Malay. My mum's heritage includes Chinese, Thai and Arab, while my dad is Minangkabau. Due to my skin colour, I am often mistaken for a Chinese.

I'm happy that I don't have the typical Malay look but I do get annoyed when people call me Ah Moi or ask me straight up "Are you Chinese or Malay"

Like, why does it matter? Before I used to answer "Malay" but now I'm trying to consciously answer Malaysian instead.

There's this incident from primary school that I remember till today. Someone told me that I will be called last during Judgement Day because I don't have a Muslim name. Of course, I was scared then but now that I'm older, I realise that a name is just a name. It doesn't define you as a good or bad person and there is definitely no such thing as a Muslim name. You can be named Rashid or Ali and still be a Christian.

I've heard of the 1Malaysia concept, but I think we don't need to be told to be united. We've come such a long way that it should already be embedded in our hearts and minds that we are united. Unfortunately, you can still see racial discrimination and polarisation. There is still this ethno-centric view that the Malays are the dominant group and their rights must be protected, and non Malays are forever the outsiders.

For the concept to succeed, I think the government should stop with the race politics. It's tiring, really. We grew up with application forms asking us to tick our race. We should stop painting a negative image of the other races, stop thinking about 'us' and 'them' and focus on 'we', 'our' and 'Malaysians'.

No one should be made uncomfortable in their own home. A dear Chinese friend of mine said to me once, "I don't feel patriotic because I am not made to feel like Malaysia is my home, and I don't feel an affinity to China because I have never lived there.

I know some baby Nyonya friends who can trace their lineage back hundreds of years. I'm a fourth generation Malaysian. If I am Bumiputra, why can't they be, too? Clearly I have issues with the term.

I think the main reason why we still can't achieve total unity is because of this 'Malay rights' concept. I'd rather 'Malay rights' be replaced by human rights. So unless we get rid of this Bumiputra status, or reform our views and policies on rights, we will never achieve unity.

For my merdeka wish, I'd like for Malaysians to have more voice, to be respected and heard. I wish that the government would uphold the true essence of parliamentary democracy. I wish for the people to no longer fear and discriminate against each other, to see that we are one and the same.

I wish that Malaysia would truly live up to the tourism spin of Malaysia truly Asia. Malaysians to lead - whatever their ethnic background. Only ONE NATIONALITY MALAYSIAN. No Malays, No Chinese, No Indians - ONLY MALAYSIANS. Choose whatever religion one is comfortable with.




*Read this from http://therascal23.blogspot.com/2010/08/merdeka-merdeka-merdeka.html. ^.^

有一个小男孩脾气很坏。

父亲给了他一袋钉子，并告诉他说：“以后你每次生气发怒的时候，就用锤子把一颗钉子敲到院子的围墙上去。”

第一天，小男孩敲了26颗钉子。

在以后几个星期中，男孩努力控制自己的脾气，他每天在围墙上敲的钉子就越来越少了。

不久，男孩发现，控制自己的脾气 比敲钉子还容易。终于有一天，男孩一次脾气也没有发。

他自豪地告诉父亲：“我终于学会控制自己的怒气了。”

父亲很高兴然后告诉儿子：“此后，如果你一天不发脾 气，就到围墙那里拔出一棵钉子。”

许多天之后，男孩又骄傲的向父亲宣布，他终于把自己以前在围墙上敲的钉子全拔干净了。

父亲说：“儿子，你学会不发脾气了，做得很好，我为你骄傲。但你看看，在围墙上留下你敲钉子时留下的洞眼，围墙再也不是从前的围墙了。这就像你生气时说话伤人一样，气话也会留下伤痕，就像这些钉子留下来的洞眼。尽管之后你不断的道歉，但留在别人心灵的伤疤却不能磨灭。”

Reference: http://kid0204.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post_27.html。 She truly has good writing skill.

刚刚读完了这一段故事，它再次提醒自己说话前要想一想那句话会带来这么样的后果，会后悔吗？承担得起吗？

三思而后行~

近年来开始明白了自己，看得出几个弱点/坏习惯。其中一个因该就是讲错话吧！在不该出声的情况说了令人反感的话。 都怪自己把嘴管不好，在自己的墙壁上钉上了铁钉。事后都无法弥补了。

羡慕

跟你们在一起，永远都有一道隐形的墙隔离着大家。

我不能讲一口流利的广东话。在你们高谈阔论的同时，我只能在旁聆听， 顶多讲一句半句而已。 半句不标准的广东插出来把整个conversation弄得很奇怪， 所以有时会保持沉默就算了。

我不能讲一口流利的英文话。普通的回答问题还好，到了聊天就鸡跟鸭讲话没有分别（夸张了一点）。绝对是不爽！！！我会觉得自卑，很不舒服，很不自在。

我不懂得怎样跟人家搭讪。 我很想认识更多的人，有更多的朋友可我应该怎么做？

真的很羡慕那些很sociable的人。

How I wish I could become 1 of them.

开心中带有遗憾

很开心的，我答应自己的事果然做到了。 我已为我们这情段感情做了少少的事,在你们的回忆里占了那么的一点的位子。

分开是必然的，明天，应该说等下我们就各走东西了。“ 5 虎 ” 不再一起了~

我们曾不停的讨论到哪旅行，新加波、台湾、岛、langkawi、port dickson、等等但知道如果没人踏出这一步，这些都将会是空谈。 实际的行动最重要。所以当时的我答应了自己不论有多懒都好都得为大家organize一个trip。 证明自己不是只会讲不会做的人（证明给自己看而已，没有别的意识）

也是我为我们离别前做的一份礼物。

去马六甲的小小障碍都克服了，第一天玩得特别开心（至少我很开心）大家都烧伤了。哪知道自己多手不小心delete了那百多张照片，真的是。。。。。 ah~~！！！！自己一手造成了这小小的遗憾。好惭愧~！整个trip spoiled~

对不起~

SPM/STPM

刚刚读完我一位朋友的blog，她写了关于成绩vs快乐的东西。她说朋友为了守住他们的优秀成绩，给了自己压力，快压死自己了。而我想说不是他们不够好而是他们不懂得满足，不懂得满足很自然的多么好的成绩都不会快乐的~

哎呀！其实今天不是要讲人家的blog的。 回来回来

会讲到人家的blog，是因为它让我想起了自己。自己当年的不成熟，不够坚持做所有的事。对！是所有的事造成了今天有这小小的后悔。当身边所有的朋友努力奋斗时，我，还活在自己的世界里过着所谓的快乐生活。明明知道敌人慢慢的接近自己还不做好准备，无路可逃了才来临时抱佛脚~

现在看到他们得到奖学金，拿JPA/进大学，出国看比较圆的月亮，真叫人羡慕。我就让自己有个梦想，告诉自己还来得及的！成绩不好不要紧，赚钱！存够几十千钱 degree year3 的时候到UK升学一年，吹吹外国风，父母还可以骄傲的跟别人所：“我儿子在英国读书的”。 多威风~！

可原来这梦想正的只是一场梦。当我告诉micky这梦想时，他一句“你不可能的啦” 让我吃了一惊。但朋友，你说对了！真的是不可能~ 那里一年的tuition fee 就等于这里的四/五年degree，生活费呢？

可能你们会说赚钱啦？ 在那半工半读可我自己知自己事，办不到~！

所以说朋友，SPM和STPM 加油啊！这是你们人身的转折点，错过了就没有了~