Masih ingat kiamat 2012? JANGAN PERCAYA DULU. Akan tetapi, kiamat menurut Agama Islam : Kemunculan Imam Mahdi - Kemunculan Dajjal - Keturunan Hazrat Isa (AS) - Kemunculan Yajooj dan Majooj - Terbitnya matahari dari Barat ke Timur - Pintu pengampunan akan ditutup - Dab'bat al-Ard akan keluar dari tanah dan akan menandai muslim yang sebenar-benarnya - Kabut selama 40 hari akan mematikan semua orang beriman sejati sehingga mereka tidak perlu mengalami tanda-tanda kiamat yang lainnya - Sebuah kebakaran besar akan menyebabkan kerosakan; Pemusnahan Kaabah, tulisan dalam al-Quran akan lenyap, sangkakala akan ditiup pertama kalinya binatang-binatang dan orang-orang kafir yang tersisa akan mati, semua gunung dan bangunan akan runtuh - Tiupan sangkakala yang kedua kalinya akan membangkitkan semua ciptaan Allah dan bertemu dia dataran Arafah menuju saat penghakiman mereka. Dan matahari akan mendekatkan dirinya ke bumi.
Friday, December 30, 2011
Thursday, December 29, 2011
Twas a good day indeed.
Got to meet my beautiful high school friends; Aliah, Fatin and Aimi.
Saskia got me the book I was searching for like mad. A saint, she is.
Getting a text from that someone was the icing on the cake. Scratch that, that person coming home WAS the icing on the cake.
Alhamdulillah. I'm blessed. Blessed indeed.
Sunday, December 25, 2011
So we went to a wedding yesterday. Mom and Dad met their uni friends over there and at one point I felt that it was a reunion instead of a wedding. Haha.
They're so blessed that they got to meet over there in the States, fell in love and even got married during their time of stay. Mom was a junior from Iowa State University majoring in architecture and Dad was a senior from Drake pursuing his degree/master in MBA (I think...). They were neighbors and that's how they got to meet each other.
I personally love LOVE these stories. And sitting there, surrounded by Dad's old friends, listening to them reminiscing about the good ol' days was heartwarming. Who knows, I'll get my chance one day eyh?
Dad mentioned a friend. He said that he went to the States on the same day as this guy and on the same plane too. Coincidentally, they boarded the SAME PLANE on the SAME DAY again back home after they both graduated. The cute part is, they went as bachelors, single and ready to mingle. On the way home, both of them each has a wife and a masters in hand. And ironically, the wives are roommates. What a small world.
These are the types of stories for you to tell your kids and grandkids. ♥
Friday, December 23, 2011
Everyone has their fair share of experience with love and affection.
Heck, it's what we always think of, yearn for and dream about.
The media has played a big role in portraying pretty images of what love is all about and gave us all hope that Mr. Knight in shining armor will come into our lives magically one day, sweep us off our feet and strode off into the sunset heading for eternal bliss and yes of course, matrimony then live happily ever after.
But what they didn't tell us is the "what ifs".
Say, what if, he's going to leave?
Love. What is love?
Who on Earth can define that word, that's spoken of way too many times in a day. That's totally overrated. That's so addictive.
Well, us humans are sent here just for that. To find one another.
I remember a quote from the movie Aquamarine.
"Love is the closest thing to magic."
And that's why my friends, is why we're all so in love with the idea of love.
I see it everyday. Love is like heroin. On twitter, Tumblr or just talking to my friends.
Why is he doing this to me? Please say hi first. Forever alone. I'm never going to be good enough. Do you think he likes me?
This silly little four lettered word makes us crazy, irrational, obsessive, sad and happy all in the same time. We can't think straight when we're so caught up in it. People say love is like a drug and evidently it lives up to that quote.
My dear sisters,
I'm here to tell you the bitter reality of when our hopes and dreams collide with our expectations.
It's not all rainbows and unicorns when you fall in love. It's euphoric, the feeling you get when it's mutual. But having to fall or have affection for someone takes deep patience. Most of the time, we don't get things our way. Like what we do when we want to achieve something, we usually say our prayers first. It's sort of the same thing with love.
Don't go asking God to let him fall for you or pursue you. That's being selfish.
Why not try asking in a more demure way like "Dear God, I seek for Your guidance. If he is my destiny, then please fasten it and let him come to me. If he is not my destiny, push him away and obscure these feelings from me. If he is not my destiny, I thank You for the period of time that I've gotten to know him and thank You for giving me faith."
Now doesn't that sound a bit nicer? By putting it that way, indirectly it makes you more prepared for the outcome.
The things that love does to us girls. Sigh. To be honest with you, it makes me scared.
One of the many reasons I'm afraid to fall.
For fear, that no one is there to catch me.
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
The first few scenes of the movie depicted Izzah's life in her hometown, her kampung.
They showed her daily activities; teach children how to read the Qur'an as an ustazah, riding the bike to and fro where she taught and where she resided with her uncle and aunt and also her hardships in taking care of her sick aunt. It's a tough life but that's not what I'm going to talk about here in this post.
What most of you do not know is, I have a want, a yearn, for that simple kampung life.
I'm a city girl. I was born and raised in KL. So you must be thinking, "I don't think she'll survive...".
Oh come on, I've stayed in my kampung where you had to go outside the house in order for you to go to the loo okay. A furnished bathroom with an exceptional built-in drainage system would be fantastic and a plus if you're living in the kampung.
What I love about having to live such a life is getting to wake up and inhale unpolluted fresh air. Walk through paddy fields of vast green that seems to be going on forever. Wear baju kurung everyday. Get a simple job that makes just enough money to support you and your family. Play kites, congkak, hide and seek instead of cooping up in my room going online. Chase chickens and goats around or climb coconut trees. Eat good, simple dishes.
Sigh. The life.
I'll admit that it won't be as easy as it sounds, but I assure you it'll be a content and happy one.
Or maybe it's just me. Maybe I'm too influenced by the pretty pictures displayed by the media. I don't know.
I hope I'll marry a guy who has a kampung. HARHAR.
imy. january, promise♥
Sunday, December 18, 2011
How I miss your heart
Beating next to mine
The right words
Were always hard to find
When all our time was fine
When darling you were mine, all mine
And I know, I know you had no choice
But how I miss your voice
Singing right with mine
Flesh of my flesh
Soul of my soul
I come back home
All this darkness, cannot hurt us
Cause they made you from the light
Here on birthplace, don't be nervous
You will make it through, this night
How I miss your heart
Beating next to mine
Flesh of my flesh
Soul of my soul
I come back home
Friday, December 16, 2011
WANT NEED A KEEP CALM AND ... SHIRT.
Preferably one related to Harry Potter or Star Wars. Geheh.
ISN'T IT AWESOME??
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Tuesday, December 13th 2011
Chemistry 101's final exam marks the end of the Fall semester. My first ever semester.
I came in, not knowing what to expect. Half scared. Half excited. And a whole lot of ambiguous emotions.
Hundreds of strangers; unknown faces. Later on, feeling a bit overwhelmed with all the new things and the new procedures and worst of all, doing things all on yourself. Having to fend for yourself is quite the challenge, coming from a government school where mostly everything was spoonfed or served on a silver platter (well not exactly, I might be exaggerating a tad bit but everything was much more simpler back then).
Reality hit me, and it hit me hard. Right in the gut.
It was time to grow up. It was finally time to be adults.
So I did what I had to do, put on an armor and journey my way into adulthood. Hoho.
You would think that college-life is more laidback, where there are less subjects and you have more time to yourself... WELL THINK AGAIN.
Praises to the Almighty, alhamdulillah I survived!
Strangers have become close acquaintances. Lecturers began to notice me (cannot. hide.). I slowly began to feel some sense of belonging there when I'm with my friends. And then gradually developed a daily routine starting with spending my mornings with my beloved Blair (you better love me for doing this).
Mmm indeed, college-life is tougher. But it's not so bad when you've got your friends suffering along with you. Haha.
HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY.
Am now on holidays till the 30th of January!
To do list:
- Read some books
- LOTR marathon
- Start going to the gym again
- Update iPod playlist
- Take time for myself and catch up on Z's
Monday, December 12, 2011
Just something I came across Tumblr. Thought I'd share it with you.
Saturday, December 10, 2011
Very, very lucky indeed. To have this set of friends.
Not forgetting Maria, Farah, Glow, Missy and Auffique OH AND SHAHIR.
Uni life has been treating me well actually.
And that one Mr. :)
Friday, December 09, 2011
This actually silenced me.
Did it get you to think that you were on his mind too?
Maybe it's a mutual thing?
Thursday, December 08, 2011
And love is a thing that you can't define
Though you try with all your might through the riddles and rhymes
But it'll fly you like a kite; it'll throw you to the ground
But that's the best thing I have found.
And it comes and it goes
Where it’s headed no one knows
And we come and we go
Like the winter and the spring
Losing everything just to gain it back again
Monday, December 05, 2011
I pray that I won't see the day my brother catches me on 9gag.
Thursday, December 01, 2011
If you guys have some time to spare, please help me fill up a survey. It will only take you about 3 minutes tops!
I'd appreciate it so so much :)
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Someone very dear to me asked this question. Many a times I've thought about how my future is going to be like, but when the question presented itself to me, I hardly know where to begin. So, in the name of Allah, I'll try to answer this truthfully here. Now.
I want to ace university with flying colors! Hopefully I'm blessed with the chance to pursue it abroad (in the States tehee :B). Get a degree and make my parents proud. Get an awesome job that allows me to travel here and there, meet interesting new people, taste good food. Make this dream I share with my best friend Saskia, come true which is to open up an old folks' home and an orphanage. Of course, when we can really make it (amin to that). Open up a joined partnership deal with my long time buds, a restaurant/bistro of our own! Sky dive or bungee-jump. Help the poor. Make a change for animals. Be an ambassador maybe. Get lost in a foreign country that speaks a foreign language. Join a book club!
And then of course, meet the love of my life and fall head over heels for him (I'd love to meet him during my studying years just like how my parents met in the States when they were there to study too). Have a beautiful, low-key wedding, nothing over the top. The guest list will only include close family and friends. Go backpacking for our honeymoon (whoever you are, Mr. Future, I hope you're adventurous and spontaneous). I may not fit all my pretty dresses and clothes into a backpack, I may not look my best during this trip, but I assure you that we'll have the time of our lives. Then, settle in a cozy house. Doesn't matter if it's an apartment or a bungalow, because being with him means being at home for me. If we were to have a garden, I'll plant flowers and herbs (hmm if they can grow in our Malaysian climate that is). Cook meals for the family. Grant my parents and his the pleasure of having grandchildren.
Be closer to God and his Prophet. Perform the hajj. And just have the feeling of being content.
A rough guide of how I would want my life to turn out. I know the chances of this happening is really thin, but my dreams keeps my hopes alive. Everything will not be the way you want them to be, so you have to give and take. It's all about having to compromise. And never lose sight of the things that you already own, be thankful. Don't keep chasing something that's already out of reach. InsyaAllah, everything will fall into place one day. We just have to keep calm and pray for the best ♥
Monday, November 21, 2011
Cliché, that we girls tend to write about matters of the heart. If you're not interested in me boring you in another episode of that, kindly exit this blog or don't read this post by all means.
I'm sure I have stated this time and time again in any of my previous blog posts, it is really hard for me to really REALLY like someone or to have affection for someone. It's a once in a blue moon kinda thing for me; affection. Crushes come and go, and they appear more frequently than having to like someone.
Hm. I. Don't. Know. What. To. Say.
Or what I'm feeling right now.
I'm hoping it's something. But I don't want to take risks right now.
I can't afford to let myself be hurt again. Or fall, when there's no one there to catch me.
I might be thinking too much, I tend to over-analyze, but at the same time I know there might be something there.
That gut feeling you know?
But whatever it is, this is really unexpected.
Thank you Lord, for giving me a bit more faith.
I surrender my fate to You. Show me the way, amin.
Saturday, November 12, 2011
FOR THIS SEMESTER TO END. Wait no, more specifically, FOR HOLIDAYS huhuhehehaha
Assalamualaikum. Hello. It's been a while.
So I've been caught up with a lot of work lately. Heaps of it. Alhamdulillah, I seem to manage. Some miracle always happens at the eleventh hour. I'm doing okay, but I'm barely floating though.
College has been a whirlwind so far. So many things I've experience but so little at the same time. I feel so detached from all of it. The only thing that keeps me there are my friends, Missy, Maria, Farah, Glow, Eera, Azira and Mariah. Of course, a lot of acquaintances, but I can count my close ones with my fingers. The fall semester is coming to an end and it still feels like it just started yesterday. The second we know it, it's already mid term and finals are just a few weeks away. How time flies.
Besides that, lots of things has been happening. Lots of things that has got to do with the heart.
I'm a Summer for those who don't know. Yes, the one in 500 Days Of Summer.
I tend to chase the boys I like, not settle for the ones who come. I give inappropriate signals to guys I'm not planning to be with, I'm too friendly sometimes (I think...). I like a guy, send him signals subtly, gradually building into obvious ones, then get tired and frustrated and leave. When all that fluttery gooey feelings about him goes away, he comes back. Hooray. Joy to the world huh. But sorry, you're just too little too late for that.
This is my problem. 2nd chances.
I don't give them away.
Recently, I was on a conquest to pursue this guy's heart. I was all out for him, supported him in every thing he does (even in HIS MISSION to pursue some other girl's heart...I. Am. A. Saint.), give him genuine compliments and seize every chance for me to show my affection towards him. You see, when I like someone, I will show it to them. I hate being all discrete and play all these guessing games I mean come on, isn't it obvious already? Anyways, I sorta got mixed signals from this guys. There are many a times where I felt like I should just stop and give up because it seemed like he wasn't into me but every time I try to pull away, he comes back. Sometimes I get the feeling that he reciprocated what I felt towards him. Most of the times I didn't. Oh wells.
On one fine day I realized that I spent basically half of my year trying to woo this guy. And it is so unlike me to be this way when I can't even last 2 months in a relationship (I don't have much exes fyi). So, in true Hanan-fashion, I confessed. It's either going somewhere, or it's not right? Well guess what, he didn't take up on my offer. I was rejected. It hurt of course, but hey, I tried meeting him halfway. Tried all my luck and it just wasn't meant to be I guess.
Waaaaaayyy later, this guy comes back (of course...). Eager to see me and all, asking his friends and mine where I'm at and stating that he hasn't seen me in so long. He wanted to see me. I'm cool with that, there's nothing wrong in seeing him. But the thing is, he always puts me in a situation where I feel that I was the one who had to ask HIM out. You know, by giving me hints that he's here or there but never really saying, Hey, let's lepak. I mean, you told me you wanted to see me, but couldn't you just ask me properly? Set a time or date maybe? I could've fitted you into my schedule. But I'm busy you know, I'm a student too.
Hm. I don't know what he's trying to do, but I just think that he wants to get close again as friends but maybe I'm just not giving him the chance to? Though Saskia (my BFF) says that's not the case. Well if it weren't, am I the one to be blamed?
Before I go and complete my speech for Monday, I've already decided on what I want for my birthday next year.
- Coldplay concert ticket
- Ear-piercings (I am a pierce virgin)
- Looking for Alaska by John Green
P/S: Be brave and chase whatever you want, regardless if you're a girl. We deserve to want things too.
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
One that flies and has auto pilot.
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Confused. Disappointed. Lost. Empty.
Monday, October 17, 2011
Have you ever gotten tired of the question, "Are you single?". Well to be honest, no. I think that questions just opens up more doors.
But the part when they ask you, "Why?" is a bit tough to answer.
"I'm waiting for the right one."
"I don't know."
"Um. No one's interested?"
"I'm not good in this stuff..."
"I'm in a relationship with food."
Those are the usual answers that might come out of my mouth.
Most people would just accept my bullshit answers. The rest would carry on asking.
"So how long have you been single?"
This is the part where everyone goes bonkers for God knows what reasons.
"Been single for 3 years plus. Nearing 4 actually."
"HA WHAT THE HAHA NO WAY YOU LOOK LIKE YOU HAVE SOMEONE WHAT NO LA KAMON..." yada yada yada...
Hm. I don't really know whether to feel touched or just plain insulted. First of all, I don't really know why people would assume that I'm taken. But the most stupidest thing I've heard so far was "Pretty girls have to have boyfriends."
Pardon my french but WHAT THE DUCK? You saying that ugly people don't get to have partners? Well that's really shallow and stereotypical of you. Or maybe you're trying to say that you're beautiful because you're taken? Or maybe just to put yourself in better shoes by discriminating others?
That's really low. And if being taken is being "pretty" like YOU, I'd rather be alone and "ugly". I'm not saying I'm rotten in the inside too, but I must say you're soul is way more heinous than those of who you call "ugly".
Monday, September 05, 2011
Guten Morgen! I think that's how you say good morning in some foreign language. If I could magically speak some other language fluently, I think I'd speak Eskimo. Or is it Eskimo-ish? Eskimoean? Hm. Fish-language? No?
Or maybe Thai. Myeah~
So I'm at campus, smoothly typing away here. Feeling as if I'm being watched from behind me. Very, awkward. I hardly have anything to do on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Today I've only one class and it starts from 11.30 am to 1 pm. THEN I'M FREAKING DONE FOR THE DAY. But I've to wait for my fat brother to finish his classes at 5 freaking 30.
So I find myself usually cooped up in the computer lab in the library, abusing the use of internet here by filling my time with useless activities like these. Lol. Imagine if you caught someone watching pornography here. Okay, let's not go there.
Anyways, I've always felt that I'm a bit underdressed when it comes to coming to college. I wear simple clothes that are comfartable for wearing the whole day, I don't wear make up and my hair is a freaky mess most of the time. Sometimes I feel like as if I have to step up to the plate and pressured to dress like everyone else. Hm. But nah, thats not gonna get to me. I don't really care about how I dress to campus. So long as I took my bath.
Saturday, September 03, 2011
OMG I'm so having problems with my BIS services I can't even deal. I just found out why Hotlink/Maxis eats up my credit like dog food.
So okay, I'm currently on the RM1 BIS Social plan. (I just got a BB you see... How typical...)
There are certain days where I would activate my BIS and there are other days where my phone becomes just a phone. Not a smart phone. Haha. Get it?
With regards to my credit suddenly vanishing out of this air, DON'T BE FOOLED BY YOUR "FREE APPLICATIONS". Apps that needed downloading via BBApps are required to PAY even though it says "Free" but you still need to pay for the data space. Well, I was not aware of that.
And applications that require big data spaces like Foursquare, are going to charge you.
Thus explaining the sudden "low-on-credit" status.
Now, as for activating and deactivating the BIS services, I find it extremely hard to process the deactivating part. But when it comes to activating the BIS service, it happens really quickly. Been trying to deactivate this God damn service for more than an hour now. And it still prompts "Services are unavailable at the moment. Please try again later."
Hm. This is stressing me out.
Monday, April 04, 2011
Assalamualaikum and Hello!
Obviously, we've passed the red letter day for us 17 going on 18 (or already 18 for some :p) kids. And yes we already have our results.
I saw what was expected to be seen on that day. Buds getting together and catching up after what seemed like years of hiatus, parents waiting anxiously and secretly hoping for the best for their girls, tears of nervousness anticipating that one bloody piece of paper, juniors of the school sticking their noses into none of their business, bittersweet friendships that just might end on that day and of course, tears of joy and failure.
Then theres me, the neutral one. Never nervous, accepting whatever I'll get and annoyingly optimistic to some. LOL.
But I am happily content with my achievement. Theres no need to compare yourself to others because every individual is different, thus resulting in different brain capability and capacity. That's just how I put it.
I KNOW YOU SNEAKY LITTLE BROWN NOSERS WITH A HIDDEN AGENDA WANT TO KNOW MY RESULTS RIGHT?
Or maybe not...
Mmkay I'll let the suspense slide. I got 4 A's. I did okay, not brilliant, but okay. Not enough to secure me a scholarship though. Never mind, because you can still get one when you're in college/university if you excel! I'm optimistic. (There it goes again...)
Alhamdulillah, I've decided on where I'm heading and what I'm majoring in. InsyaAllah, it'll all work out. So in the meantime, I'll work in a field that requires some elements of what I'm about to study! In my case, that would be communicating.
I'm an official employee starting tomorrow! Come, let me lend you some of my optimism and pray that I'll draw more customers in aite :)
Monday, March 14, 2011
I shall post photos for you guys to indulge in. Meet my favourite VS model, dutch beauty, Doutzen Kroes. She's too beautiful I just have to share it with the world :)
Saturday, March 12, 2011
- Be fat, happy and lazy
- Sleep in all day and wake up late
- Work (No more money for school 'cause we're not in school anymore. Sigh.)
- Go out everyday. Party every night. (Not really...)
- Insult the kids who are still in school and laugh your mind out 'cause you don't have to wear school uniforms anymore
- Complain to fellow friends that you actually miss school.
- And of course, think and plan about the near future.
Monday, March 07, 2011
Friday, March 04, 2011
Thursday, March 03, 2011
Tuesday, March 01, 2011
In reference to my post "something to ponder about"
Malaysians speak the English Language for various reasons;(what i mean by this is those who regularly speak this language-as their second language)
1. betterment of life
and at times, it's hard to differ which category a person with broken english falls into.-whether they boast, wanna learn or know it's for the greater good.
at initial stage, the language itself was supposedly a tool for communication, where tons of scientific research from other languages are translated into english for the world to also keep up and get updated with the newfound discoveries made by the french, latinos, greek etc which is the main reason why it was introduced in our country and also for us to keep up with the global modernization.
now that we've partially reached our goal, english has more likely become a tool for measuring one's social caste, standard or status. if you can converse well, you intimidate and are one class above. but if you don't you're just...normal. better yet, one class below.
thus we now use it not to keep up with the modernization nor excitedly get our minds fed with latest research but to upgrade ourselves, to reach 'that' so called high standard and basically, to not feel intimidated by someone of the same race who could speak better english than we do. we have strayed from the initial purpose of using/learning english.
and that has somewhat made us judgmental towards each other. with every grammatical error we utter defines our social standard/status and we just can't help ourselves for criticizing them/not being concerned for their terrible english because we ourselves aren't certain of whether they boast, wanna learn or know it's for the greater good.
long-winded i know. but that's what i think=))hope it's acknowledged.
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Hello! Just a quickie from me.
I've been wanting to blog for a few days now. I always have something on my mind and have been itching to post it here. But as you all know, in true Hanan form, I get lazy and the idea tends to float away and disperse into blurriness.
Asides from that, I've also been trying to change my blog template. There are new templates installed in Blogger and they look so tempting @_@
But it's hard to find one like the one I'm currently using.
What do you think people? Let me know your opinions on whether I should or should not change my template.
Frankly, I like my blog's look right now. And since it's no longer available, my blog feels quite special! Don't you think? :D
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Well well well now if it isn't Miss Hanan blogging on her blogspot again... Sorry for being M.I.A. once again and sorry for being sorry that I was M.I.A. countless of times. Alas! I have found the time and effort to post yet another opinion or something that I would love to share with all of my followers. Do read and drop your comments. We can discuss about this issue together! :D
"I went to KLCC just now and while I trying a Nike sport shoe, I saw this guy so cute too in Stadium. OMG blushing and my heart go fast dup dap dup dap. He look like the guy from Taylor Swift music video. I die :)"
Now now, before all of you get excited, I'm not going to talk about the brand Nike nor am I going to talk about Taylor Swift. It was a spur of the moment thing so her name suddenly popped, you know....
In this post here, I'm going to touch on the topic of Broken English. For those who don't know what's the definition of broken english (which I highly doubt), it's a term to describe the grammatically incorrect English of some native-speakers. In other words, it's english but spoken in a manner like the context above.
For people who are really fluent in this particular language, those who converse or write in broken english or simply fail to speak the language correctly are a huge pain in the butt. They find it so hugely irritating that they feel like slapping the other person across the table (of course, the one who's speaking english brokenly) and tell them to go to school again. It is a disgrace for some people of "standard" if one cannot speak the english language correctly. The normal reactions would be;
Exhibit A. Posh lady wearing designer brands.
"It's caviar... Don't you know what that means?" "I'm speaking in english so you best reply in english too!"
Exhibit B. "Cool" school girls.
"You know what, the other day I saw her Facebook status and she said like, 'I wants a boyfriend so that I happy'. HAHAHAHA. Check your english first or else no one wants you! LAME." "Teacher: The cheers girls please stay back after school. Students: Hahaha cheers?? CheerS? And you call yourself a teacher..."
You see, here in Malaysia, being able to speak in english is considered an "honour" or more likely having a certain "status" in the community. The common perception is, if you can't speak, you're a "kampung" (a village folk). My question is, why is the english language so worshiped by us Asians? Sure I get it, in order to be successful and reach beyond our borders, we should know the international language la di da di da...
But why is it a disgrace for a Malay girl who receives Malaysian education to not speak english fluently?
Why are these people who speak broken english shun?
An individual knows whether he or she is good in being linguistic. Heck, I'm a Malay and I've to admit that my Malay is not strong. But I did not say that I'm brilliant in English either. Dan saya bangga saya pandai berbahas dalam bahasa ibunda saya. What I can say is, instead of telling these types of people to go shove their english somewhere else or just "cakap BM je laaa", we should support them because they are learning. Critic all you want, but all those criticism won't get them anywhere. Correct them if you will and sooner or later maybe they'll be like this;
"I went to KLCC just now and while I was trying a pair of Nike sport shoes, I saw this guy who is so cute and he was in Stadium too. OMG, I was blushing so hard and my heart ran a million miles per hour. He looks like the guy from Taylor Swift's music video. I died and gone to heaven :)"
Be proud of your mother tongue homies! And like the Chinese and the Japs, we too will be just as successful.