I need to embrace my Malay self... not.
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Somehow I am a little tired of people asking me if I really am Malay.
Looks-wise, I'm rather fair, and I do not like a typical mina-mina type of Malay girl. And I know I don't go ITE cos that's where (from what I understand from the Malay riders I work with) a lot of minagirls go.
"Eh, you still schooling?"
"Not yet. Going to though."
"Oh where? ITE?"
"...dude. I've been done with my A levels two years ago."
*goes O.O* "Walau eh, you so smart ah?"
Not that I'm saying that minas are not good at studies (ahemahem), but it's just that the fact that I learnt fricking Chinese when I was 5 and 6 years of age, have more Chinese friends than Malay friends (hell, back in secondary school I know I only have one true Malay best friend), and do not speak with the typical mina/Malay accent does not make the less Malay than you do.
Plus the fact that I am pure Javanese from both sides of my family.
Oh, maybe I should tell them, Oh no I'm not Malay, I'm Javanese. That's a whole different ball game altogether you know.
Pisang goreng or goreng pisang?
Mi goreng or goreng mi?
...
Then again, I don't speak mina. Or mat. Like 'kena berak'? Somehow it's slang for being dumped, though the literal translation is 'got hit by shit'. And I don't know that. OMG LOL WHAAAAT?? O.O
Anyway.
IMPERIAL PHOTOSETS. *makes grabby hands at Kawai's and Saitou's, if he has any* Kawai's birthday one is OMG WANTS.Perfect birthday prezzie for Kumi.
Please note, this is written after having less than 4 hours' sleep in the past couple of days, having to walk from here to there and back again before going back to there with heavy bags, and having a family barbeque with cracky jokes which made me realise that even thoughI look so un-Malay, I still am one.
Looks-wise, I'm rather fair, and I do not like a typical mina-mina type of Malay girl. And I know I don't go ITE cos that's where (from what I understand from the Malay riders I work with) a lot of minagirls go.
"Eh, you still schooling?"
"Not yet. Going to though."
"Oh where? ITE?"
"...dude. I've been done with my A levels two years ago."
*goes O.O* "Walau eh, you so smart ah?"
Not that I'm saying that minas are not good at studies (ahemahem), but it's just that the fact that I learnt fricking Chinese when I was 5 and 6 years of age, have more Chinese friends than Malay friends (hell, back in secondary school I know I only have one true Malay best friend), and do not speak with the typical mina/Malay accent does not make the less Malay than you do.
Plus the fact that I am pure Javanese from both sides of my family.
Oh, maybe I should tell them, Oh no I'm not Malay, I'm Javanese. That's a whole different ball game altogether you know.
Pisang goreng or goreng pisang?
Mi goreng or goreng mi?
...
Then again, I don't speak mina. Or mat. Like 'kena berak'? Somehow it's slang for being dumped, though the literal translation is 'got hit by shit'. And I don't know that. OMG LOL WHAAAAT?? O.O
Anyway.
IMPERIAL PHOTOSETS. *makes grabby hands at Kawai's and Saitou's, if he has any* Kawai's birthday one is OMG WANTS.
Please note, this is written after having less than 4 hours' sleep in the past couple of days, having to walk from here to there and back again before going back to there with heavy bags, and having a family barbeque with cracky jokes which made me realise that even thoughI look so un-Malay, I still am one.
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