August 31, the day we cry and hug hug together =P
The first time I felt pride of my life was during my high school. I begin hardly to pronounce a single word of Malay and end up with very outstanding Malay skills and successful journey in high school. Everyone bow to me when I pass through, especially the shyly little lovely junior who always watching me behind the corner, who has later became my girl friend =P.
The second time I felt pride of me was during my basic military training in Perak. It wasn’t compulsory but also not easy to be selected, hence, it is such an honour for me to been selected for the training. Additionally, the reason it wasn’t compulsory because people can simply avoid it by having pregnancy, boy has historically pregnant record so no worry.
During the two month military training, there is a special moment that makes me felt proud to born in this beautiful country. It was during an unforgettable survivor training, me and the group of 5 been chosen and sent to the jungle for few days without proper bed. Then, in the middle of the night that I don’t know what is the time because we are not allow to bring any civilisation equipment such as watch and torchlight. All the sudden, one of the trainee points to the sky, i thought he is going to says about the meteor that had past by few minutes ago, instead, he says:
“Look, imagines your friends and parent, they can sleep peacefully tonight because of you. Thinks of your girl friend too, she might having her lovely BaskinRobins that paid by your credit card T.T they are the reasons you are here.”
My heart has a little bit of shocks when I heard the credit card. Why on earth I would provide credit card to my girl friend? Hmm, I must love her so much.
Anyway, when I look through the lovely sky in the jungle at the middle of the night, the leaf and grass are so green, and, I can also see those shinny little star and moon, so bright and make myself felt like a little useless uncracked yellow peasant peanut inside the peanut butter jam. Anyway, I finally understood why I should love my home country. Even though I hardly see any grass or leaf in the night, but when I touched it, I can felt the green came through my softly peasant finger toward my sensible cells. i feel an electric shock. osh!! It feels like such an ice-cream melting on the top of Jing Jing head. Yet, I love green I love Malaysia. I love my country so much even after I left national service.
During my gap year between high school and university, I throw myself into working environment. They paid me crap, however, I'd learned everything I could, especially the way to fix computer appropriately and the way people make business happen. No doubt, my computer knowledge is brilliant when I was in high school,
I have had helped my high school teacher to fix her computer, who has computer science degree . Hence, the working environment is just like a piece of cheese cake for me, which had further upgraded my skills. Well, I don’t really know how to make cheese cake, but I do know how to eat a piece of cheese cake in very luxury way.
Back to the gap year and I would like to talk about our government systems which being word of mouth. I though there should be more room for improvement. Honestly, Our government departments are slow and inefficient. Which later I realise the need for a strong government, the previous one wasn’t good, I can’t mention his name over here due to certain reasons (you should know la if you are Malaysian).
When I was in my university year in Australia, I found so many interesting such as crystal clean beaches and friendly peoples. But later I also found the weakness of their government systems were even terrible than us, "SLOW !!" wth !! "COMPLICATED!!" "cannot bayar duit copi ke?", especially this one, so unacceptable. I have saw one of my female friend’s boy friend been fined with $6000 for several silly little traffic mistake in one day, this ridiculous. Never ever drive car in country without " duit copi ". In our country, our traffic police won’t simply fine people, firstly because they are friendly and secondly because they are lazy to issue the fine report.
As we celebrate the national year again. I remember once my dad used to bring me to Jalan Raya to watch the fireworks, such a beauty and nice memory that cannot be replaced. =D
Here is my little suggestion to improve our country; you GIVE ME 100 millions for no reason and I will spend all the money for shopping and investment. As I learned from macroeconomics, this called transfer payment, which is a very efficiency way to recover our economy =D happy independence day of Malaysia.
