But heck no lah, this is nothing to do about the f word.
F is just a symbol of a grade i used to get for my Bahasa Melayu tests.
I remembered entering fourth grade getting 14% on the paper. teheck doh.
Memang nasib kat mcq lah tu.
If i was to fail the BM paper, imagine how it was like communicating,
no lessons, just setakat mana my mum and dad ajar. pastu balik malaysia. tak penah sekolah kebangsaan lak tu. PERH ! susah gak as teachers semua communicate in malay. hell i tell you.. it's like getting arrested in a Chinese jail and then being asked question. camtu lah haha.
Ada my ustaz time grade four asked me as simple as "duduk mana?" (ok i understood but i had difficulty speaking) so since my house could be seen from school, i just pointed to my house haha. and ustaz tanya jalan mana? i said "satu" did the stroke symbol using my fingers "satu".
I'm just saying i had rough times getting used to it. But to me, it's an advantage actually speaking english as first language. i talk english in the house. but it's just sometimes orang kata lupa daratan lah. kacang lupakan kulit. asal belancan berlagak keju. acik dia lah haha. Live across the borders for four years and come lah speak Malay to me.
But this post is not to piss anyone or getting myself piss, I'm telling who I am, and I as a voice of us "Diplomatic kids" (Ada crew bhai haha, kitorang anak2 kakitangan kedutaan kalau kat luar macam adik-beradik bro").. we just wanna tell you what we go through.
And anyways on the bright side, despite the speaking problem.. orang selalu kata buang yang keruh, amik yang jernih.. balik Malaysia was always the best thing.. landing at KLIA.. dia punya happy..
Try applying for a job outside my friends, it's interesting to understand how other culture and people live. seriously.. I love being outside.. it eases the stress.
so caloo for now eyy.. saja je post sebelum tidur. bosan katakan broh. goodnight, from Malaysia.