Hello people. How has your holiday been? I know this sounds weird, but I kind of miss school. There is nothing to do at home. Except the television, my bed, my homework and the fridge. The five of us living happily during the holidays. Three more weeks. Three more weeks.

I’ve just came back from Malaysia, truly Asia. Not to be rude, but I really hate my trips there. Being brought up in Singapore, I’ve always been used to cleanliness and efficient transport. As you can guess, I was always gravely disappointed when I cross the causeway. There are only two reasons I love to go there.

My Family. Since HALF of my family (mother’s side) lives in Malaysia, I frequently go there. They are very used to my Singaporean ways. Sometimes, just to tick me off, they all start speaking in English. They’ll be all, ‘Namira is person Singapura. She talk Malay like mak saleh tak menjadi. She likes see Barney.’ Mak saleh means English people. To be honest, hearing Malaysians speaking English is quite indecipherable. I’ll be like, ‘Huh?’ And they will all start laughing. WHAT’S MORE, they always laugh at how I cannot stand all the spicy food my great-grandmother cooks. It’s not my fault that I don’t eat raw chillies dipped in chilli sauce for breakfast.

The food. Who can resist the sumptuous food of Malaysia? The kway teow goreng. The keropok lekor. Yum-yum. Even if the atmosphere is ‘ew’ it cannot stop my will to eat.

So there! Those are the only reasons for me to go Malaysia. If my boyfriend were to drag me to Malaysia to see the litter-infested rivers/sea in his idea of romance and not bring me for dinner there, not only will I dump him, I will choke and drown him and paint his face with lipstick. I wouldn’t care if makciks and pakciks and all of those mat motors and minah tudungs stare. I’ll be mysterious like all those female murderers out to kill their two-timing husbands. I’ll wear a ski mask, commit the murder at dawn and dump his body at some dumpsite where nobody bothers to check for recyclable items.

Thank you, for your attention.
Calimasale.

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