negaraku.

Malaysia may be a sucky country, but its still MY country.

I may not be top class citizen in my country, but so what?

I may not be given 'benefits' and 'opportunities', but I'd prefer to work hard for my money than receive credit where none is due. Competition encourages progress.

Jobs may not be as lucrative as in other countries, but I get all the good food - whenever I want, whatever I want.

It is not cool to be mean to each other in high school. We have fun with each other, not at the expense of one another. That is why being in high school is often considered the best years of our lives.

I either get rain, sunshine, or a rainbow.

Our night activities consist of having fun. Our version of having fun is trying to scare each other with ghost stories of our schools rather than getting drunk and wondering the next morning 'what the hell did I do last night?'

I get to converse in (a broken)Hokkien/Mandarin to the hawkers or Malay with the bus drivers and English at home, and if I feel like it I am free to mash up all the languages and would still be understood. I also get to emphasize my sentences with a 'lah'.

I can get sent to to prison for writing the truth.

The I-think-they're-just-bored government and top officials may come up with pretty ridiculous ideas and restrictions, but I'm glad that at least its fun watching the news.

You're never safe alone on the roads, thus justifying the need for companionship.

I come from a country that is neither too conservative or liberal. This puts me in a position to understand the reason behind 'controversial' cultures. I am able to justify 'overly conservative' cultures, yet not be shocked by overly liberal ones.

This is my country and the only place 'home'. It may be flawed, but is there such a thing as a perfect country?

Self indulgent.

When in a bad mood, I expect to not be disturbed, lest you wish to be glared or yelled at.
When bored, I merely stare at you or read anything lying around.
When in a good mood, I just can't understand why people don't share my joy. That's so difficult to understand, especially when my joy usually comes at weird hours of the day and goes away as it pleases.

Sorry to anyone whom I have offended with my mood swings. ☺