Not Fun Anymore

So, I was doing some gardening, chopping up some cane to clean the area and a middle-aged couple came around the corner, on bicycles. They looked around and I think they're interested in those houses diagonally opposite to mine. They couldn't get in because the houses are locked to keep looters away. So, the husband asked me if they were occupied. And I answered no. Okay, first contact made. While the husband was busy finding ways to get into the house, the wife chatted me up.

Sorry, did you get me the first time? I said she CHATTED ME UP.

Big mistake, middle-aged woman, for I don't CHAT with strangers. I was wearing my Convent T-shirt so she asked which form I was in. I answered I'm in college already, sien. Then she went on and on, on and on. But before that she asked "You cannot speak BM? You Malaysian mesti tahu cakap Bm…." or something to that effect, I was too occupied with her insult to remember in what language she asked. Oh no, middle-aged woman, never assume I don't know how to speak BM, pee in your pants already, for I will unravel my fury on you, in a second.

Though I'm not Malay, it's a big-mistake to say something like that to me. I've been speaking BM since time immemorial. Since KINDERGARTEN, no, even before kindergarten, cos my frens are all malays, I speak better BM then than now, middle-aged woman. By standard Six I've already quite a high level of proficiency in BM, though from a Chinese school because, there, I was drilled in BM for some dumb quizzes. Sien. But after that, my BM stopped improving because, basically, there is no need to. I am that good.

No, actually, there's no need to improve because it's just not important as other subjects. Then I was in Convent and every now and then, I get to speak in BM.

So, with a roll of the tongue, I answered all her subsequent questions in perfect BM, slang-less and with perfect intonations. Take that, b*tch. Hahaha….

I hope she's not going to be my neighbour. If she really becomes my neighbour, then I hope she's scared of me already.

aihh……

So, it's quite obvious she's Malay. I didn't want to mention it earlier because, it will impair judgement, it would make u guys think that I'm racist. It's such a bother, this racism thingie, because other ppl might take offence in really perfectly normal everyday conversation. It makes ppl to be on the lookout for racist statements when, really, there's none.

Well, I've read it on some fella's blog (his name is Vincent, I found the link from another stranger's blog), that Malaysians should f*ck everybody else to get a rojak of truly malaysians. End of story. I like this idea but I don't think it'll ever work. hahah

Now, you know I'm unfriendly towards everybody, regardless of race or creed.