I dun like the fact that i look sooo Chinese. I dont like it when people ask me if i'm from China. I don't like it when people speak to me in Chinese, assuming i'm Chinese as in Chinese from China, cuz i AM Chinese but not China-Chinese, i'm Malaysian Chinese.
Malaysia, where Bananas grow if ya know what i mean.
Yellow on the outside, white on the inside. Get it?
I know the Chinese lady was trying to be nice to me when she asked me if i could speak Mandarine. But honestly la, i felt insulted wei. My England so bad ar?
And i love it when people think i've been here for a long time
Eg. 1 Land lord initially thought i've been here for some time. He thought i wanted him to help us transport large items like a couch to this house!! =)
Eg. 2 A PR i spoke to asked me if i was a PR too. Happy happy
Eg. 3 A couple of ppl in poker asked "Are you local?". But i guess thats cuz only da locals go for poker here in Frankston. The guy who runs the poker wants to promote poker to Asians... wud open a whole table for us if we can bring 8 people... u interested?
My ten mins are up. By the way this is a 10minute ramble.
Monday, September 17, 2007
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Oh man... i think i hear birds chirping! Shit.
Your ten minute shits only takes me 10 second to finish.
Hahaha, then u want me to write ten hours for u to read ten minutes meh?
NO WAY
lol, maybe the chinese lady english is the one thats bad?
Hhaha, dun la. I think she's trying to be nice. Man, how that backfired
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