Excuse me, shouldn't you stop living in ignorance?

"Anonymous has left a new comment on your post "You guys did vote well. Thank you.":


Excuse me...shouldn't you be more concerned about the political affairs of your own country instead of having visions and premonitions about a foreign country's election?





Dearest Anon,

Regarding your comment, first of I want to say how sorry I am for you. Really I am. You made me really sad. A lot of things makes me sad of course..... for instances the fact that Clive Owen still married to his wife makes me sad. The fact that my sister lives so far away makes me sad. Three legged dogs makes me sad. My favourite hairdresser moving away therefore he can no longer do my hair on alternate weekends makes me sad. So you see a lot of things do makes me sad and sadly I have to say that you have entered the list of things/people/events/creatures that makes me sad.







The fact that you left such a comment shows how small and shallow your world is. Why can't I be concerned with the state of affairs of a foreign country? Is it not my prerogative as a citizen of this world to educate myself and to keep abreast with the ongoings of the world? Be it politically, economically, entertainment wise or whatsoever? Why can't I be excited for what I perceived the new dawn for America? For what in my idealistic, 20-something mind see as the beginning of the end of racism, the existence of a nation as one, the end of a a hideous world economy and also the end of a senseless war that have taken away the lives of so many? Sure, this is all happening in another country. Sure this is the ongoings of America. And I am Malaysian. I realise that. You realise that. The people who take time off their daily lives to read this blog realise that.







Yes, Anonymous, I know that I am not American. Thank you for pointing that out in not so many words.







I am concerned about the affairs of my country. Malaysia. Yes let me spell that out for you again. I am Malaysian. I am not American. If you are so inclined to point that out for me then I am so inclined to point that out for you too. Good manners you see, it's what we Asians (Malaysia is a country situated in South East Asia) are famous for. Yes, I do care about my own country's affairs. I am a registered voter and earlier this year I did my part as a citizen of Malaysia and voted. I voted and closely followed the elections updates with bated breath. I even stayed up all night just so I can hear what the local political pundits are discussing, to educate myself of the ongoings of my own country's political scene. In fact, I was so excited with the outcome that I did my first and only live blogging post. Here let me link you to the posts I have written regarding the political affairs of my country. (Scroll down to the bottom of the page and work your way up).. And if you see on the bottom left of this page of this blog titled "Not Dramatic but Political", yes those are the blogs that I read on a daily basis to know the ongoings of my own country. Malaysia.







So you see Anon dear, unlike you I chose to be concerned with the political ongoings of the world as well as my country (Malaysia, we don't want to forget that do we?). I chose to educate myself. I chose to not be ignorant but instead set my mind on a global scale. I keep abreast with the news and the political state of the rest of the world because what happens in a country as powerful as America, effects smaller countries such as Malaysia. Yes, Malaysia. My country. I haven't forgotten and I hope neither have you.








I have to admit that I have never been so into news or politics until I become a student of the Mass Communication lore. It gets tiring after a while to enter a Mass Comm class and to have your lecturer asking you what's happening in Vietnam/Georgia/China/America/Peru/insert-other-country's-name-here in front of a class of 120 and not know how to answer. It is embarrassing too. So to save myself from the embarrassment I started keeping updates with world affairs, reading 5 different sources of international news everyday. I even have a subscription of Newsweek delivered to my doorsteps as to know what's going on in the world. But after a while I stop reading because I "have to", but continue on because I want to. Because to know what's going in other parts of the world, and not just my country (Malaysia) can open up my mind. Makes me think critically. Makes me thankful to be in my own country (Malaysia) when I compare it to the state of other less fortunate Third World Countries. Also reading, knowing and being concerned with the political affairs of America makes me feel close to my brother. He works and lives in Chicago. Reading up things concerning Chicago, strangely, makes me feel close to him. I also keep updated with the political ongoings of Finland where my sister lives. Are you going to condemn me for that too?







So here we are again, back to your shallow existence. Listen, I really am sorry for you. I'm sorry that you cannot look pass from whatever veil of ignorance and shallowness that your have readily put on and wholeheartedly embrace. I'm sorry that you life revolves only around where ever you are from, and only of people you associated yourself with. I'm sorry that in this era of globalization, people like you, ignorant and shallow still exists. I'm sorry for you and the rest of mankind.





I do not know where you are from or who you are. I rather make no assumptions. You could be a fellow Malaysian. You could be a McCain supporter. You could be just a passerby that feels the need to leave a comment. I do not know but I do care. Because it's people like you, that cannot look pass your ignorance, who happily live in your shallow existence who time and time again as history has proved to be the hindrance to a better tomorrow. I'm sure at this point you want me to give examples of what I am talking about but I rather not. Why don't you look that up yourself? Do a little reading. Might do a world of wonders to your perceptions and life.



Anon, before I end this I want to apologize to you. I am sorry that I have ruin your image of Malaysians. I am sorry that I do not blog on how bad my day was "working the paddy fields or about my brand new batik design". I am sorry that I ruin your stereotyping of Asian women who should at all times be docile and obliging. I am sorry that I do not post up pictures of my friends and I partying, "getting drunk" or blog about how devastated I am that I do not managed to get a pair of stilettos in my size or be concerned with things that society thinks women in their early 20's should be concerned with. I'm sorry that I do not conform to your ideals of what an Asian, Malaysian, 20-something woman should be concerned with or should blog about. I'm sorry that instead I choose to blog about some things that matter. Some political affairs of another country that I am not part of. I am sorry that I chose to think globally when you, clearly, do not.



However Anon, I am interested in where this could go. Why don't you leave a comment in the comment box on what you think of me, as a Malaysian should think or react to the political ongoings of a foreign country. Understand that this is not an invitation for an argument but instead of a debate. You state your reasons on why you choose to live such a shallow existence and why you think that I should follow in your footsteps. I in turn will tell you of my reasons not to. Whatever your points are I am confident that I can refute them because you see.....unlike you, my mind operates on a global scale.

hugs, kisses and all that jazz,

the Constantly Dramatic One

You guys did vote well. Thank you.

Obama won!!!! YES! YES! YES!!!!!!!!!!

Fuck yeah! Now bring the change that we need. Get the troops out. End this senseless war. Bring up the economy.

I knew waking up at 6am, sitting in front of the TV watching CNN with my laptop next to me, cutting my 10am class is soooo worth it. Fuck man, I even set my homepage to CNN Elections Update. Hardcore. My only regret is that I wasn't able to vote too.

Also, I am not talking to my brother for a month. That ass in currently in Grant Park, Chicago. That's where Obama's camp is. That ass. I disown him. I am not talking to him for a month.


Hey McCain's defeat speech sounds gracious didn't it? Wasn't delivered with sincerity though. That's what I think anyways. Also is it evil of me to find it incredibly fun to look at Palin's defeated disappointed face? Cause it was fun to look at her defeated. That woman would have been a plague onto the entire world if she did ended up in the White House. Thank God she didn't. And now, I'm waiting for Obama's victory speech.


The world can breathe easy now. It's time for a new tomorrow.

I'm still not talking to my bro though. Ass.

Vote well bitches, vote well....

Last night I had a dream that Obama won the election. Like I saw him on the stage giving a speech of his victory. I was looking up at him...meaning I was down in the crowd looking up at him. I felt ecstatic. I felt like everything's gonna be all right now. Obama's in the house yo.





I woke up feeling delirious. And then it occurred to me that it was just a dream. It's Nov 4th here in Malaysia but not yet there. Then I got really scared. What if McCain wins? What if that bimbo Palin ended up being President after McCain croaks? The whole fucking world is screwed. You bitches better vote well.



And this dream better be a premonition of what's to come. Because another 4 years of bullshit economy and stupid policies is just too much to take.





Obama/Biden '08 yo.

Of things that are pissing me off during finals: Part2

Yesterday I was on the phone with my sister. Somehow I mentioned in passing that I want to get a new swimsuit for my Langkawi trip next week. It was a statement in passing. Wasn't even a fucking topic discussion.

And then woman threw a bitch fit. Like seriously, out of the blue.

"Stop spending so much money bla bla bla, you never think of rainy days bla bla bla, mom and dad not getting younger bla bla bla..."

By this time I was being bitchy to her as well. I wasn't talking back but I was making faces and giving her attitude. I mean I was rolling my eyes and we were on the phone. There's no possible way of her knowing that I was giving the finger to the cordless phone. And then came, the million dollar moment of the whole conversation.

"Are you being insolent to me?"

Dude. Exact word. Insolent.

Huiyooooooo, wa cakap sama lu.

"No, I'm not."

"Yes you are. I can hear it in your voice. And you're probably giving me the finger too" HOLY CRAP.

"Don't you be insolent with me. Mom and dad spoilt you and they give you every reason for you to be the insolent brat that your are. But not to me you're not."

And then it goes on and on for 20 fucking minutes on how I am an insolent bitch that spends too much money. Now at this point you would be asking, how come you don't say anything back CD? Easy question. Cause I'm afraid of my sister. This is a fact.

That woman is fierce. Y'all think I'm fierce, people people....I have got nothing on her. When I was a kid my brother was the one who cycled me around the block, bought me candies and stuff. While my sister was the one giving me dirty looks across the dinner table and smack me at the back of my head if I so much put a toe inside her room. She reversed psychology me like crazy. That shit sticks in your subconscious for all time. Also whens she's pissed off she has an uncanny resemblance to a demented rottweiler. That woman is fierce ok.

So now I can't get a new swimsuit cause I'm an insolent spendthrift- according to my sister. Also, I'm scared that if I do get one...she will...uuhh..... off me for it.

So....yeah.

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Malaysia is a stupid country.

Really, do you know how long I get stuck in traffic today? 3 fucking hours okay. And do you know why I was stuck for that fucking long because the police have to fucking roadblocks all roads possible.

"Ouuuuu Parliament is going on. Oooouu we're so scared Anwar gonna talk and people would go hear, we're so scared, we're so scared so we gonna block all roads possible into KL so that people cannot go."

Malaysia fucking democracy = "Ohmygawd, political opposition. Holy crap! Block the roads."


Listen, huney. Fucking roadblocking the roads is not gonna make people love you, okay. What it does is just make us hate you even more. So stop roadblocking the roads, you piece of shit government and let the dude talk. Cause that's all he has. Words. He has no money to bribe a 23 year old into confessing a 61 year old man overpowered him and then sodomizes him ok. He doesnt have that. He only have words. And at the end of the day, money speaks louder than words in Malaysia. I know that, we know that, the rats in the parliament sewers know that.

So really grow some balls, stop sleeping during meetings, don't go blowing more models up and most importantly: live the "Islam Hadhari" way. Also enough with the roadblocking, you fucking whoresons. I have finals to get to.


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Today I bumped into this Malay dude who works in construction. He looked at me up and down and then he goes "Makan banyak nasi......." with a leer. Which translates into"You eat a lot of rice." Because I'm fat you know.


Oh so fucking original.



So I look at him up and down then I went "Oh aku rasa kau makan banyak babi sebab rupa kau macam babi." (I think you eat a lot of pork cause you look like a pig to me.) And then I realise that he was holding a drill gun so I get the hell out of there as soon as possible before he could think of anything to say back...or make use of the drill gun on me.

I feel sad for him. One day I'll get my degree and go on to get a good job and make a good living for myself. Doing all this while still being fat of course, while he would still be the uneducated whoreson that still does construction for minimum wage for the rest of his life.

Poor stupid sad piece of shit asshole.

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I have another paper on Wednesday for Feature Writing where I have to write 2 piece of articles within 2 hours. 2000 words each therefore that's 4000 words in 2 hours. My hands is going to fucking fall off.

If I get anyone else look down their noses at me when I mention that I'm doing mass comm- as I always do - because Engineering/Maths/Science/Medic student always look down their nose to mass comm students cause they think they are so fucking awesome and brilliant while mass comm kids are just bimbos who sleep around, I will chop off their dicks using a blunt axe and then spray pepper spray on the wound.

You think its easy writing 4000 words and coming up with ideas within 2 hours you fucking asswipe? Go try it yourself.

Oh no bitch, you DID NOT just say that about my school!

This is going to be a semi-political post that might or might not get me thrown into ISA but I am willing to take the risk because I am pissed off. Indeed, I am.

I have long given up in reading the newspapers and watching the news because in Malaysia, democracy is just a charade and the media is a political propaganda tool. There's nothing more to elaborate there. To keep myself updated what I do is I peruse through these political blogs and read about the news written by bloggers with credibility. Today I stumbled across this over at Malaysians says the darnest things! and it pissed the hell out of me.

Apparently in the Parliament, some exceedingly brilliant gentleman, the representative of Parit Sulong (where?) have nothing to do with his time and nothing to do in his community that he had to point out that mission schools in Malaysia, such as Convent, La Salle and Methodist have crosses and statues representing the Christian faith in them. These crosses and statues must be demolished.


Well no shit Sherlock.
Its called mission schools. Built by the British back when they invaded Malaya.

Also he pointed out that these schools have strong Christian influences and apparently sing "church songs" during school assembly.(FYI: Those are hymns, not songs). And shock and horror!!- apparently Malay-Muslim parents send their children to these school as well!! What is the world coming to?!!

Then his sidekick, an even more incredible genius of a man, the representative from Sri Gading (bitch, again - from where?) have to butt in and mentioned that apparently "a father have alerted him that these missionary schools are not close during Raya". Raya is Eid Mubarak; as in the main festival celebrated by Muslims. Bear in mind, Malaysia is an Islamic nation.


Not close during Raya? Right....

Ok listen up geniuses, I am a Malay woman. A Muslim-Malay woman and my parents sent me to be educated in SRK. Convent Klang and then, oh nooo they didn't stop there. They then sent me to my high school: SMK. Convent Klang. That's right bitch, I'm a Convent girl. A Muslim-Malay woman educated the Convent way.

When I went there, there was never a moment where we were made to sing...what did you called it again...right "church songs" during assembly. We did read prayers but it was the Islamic prayer that we read weekly at the assembly while the other students who weren't Muslims stood in silence of respect to it. Did they other students have parents alerting the Parliament members about how the have to stand in silence when the Muslims were saying their prayers? No. Perhaps its a little thing called religious sensitivity or maybe because they were shit scared of idiots like you who are in the Parliament talking about Islamic supremacy.

This is a pic of SRK. Convent Klang. As off 2007 the school is 79 years old making it 29 years older than Malaysia. If you look at the top part of this pic, you can see two mosque domes behind the cross. This pic could easily be used to show the tolerance of religions in Malaysia. How ironic.

Also calling into the demolishing of the crosses and Christianity artifacts. Where I went to school, we no longer have a church in it. The church have been converted into the hall and where the altar where the people used to pray, a stage have built over it. There were no crosses at all though on the walls where they used to hang, one can see the outline of Jesus Christ. When the school was repainted, all that gone missing. So what is there to demolish? We do have a giant cross in front of the school but it never bothered us. It is a part of the British/Malaya heritage, it is a part of Malaysian history. Demolish that? Demolish a part of our country's history just because you are an uneducated prick that have no religious tolerance?

Fuck you.

You are not above history.

And then about the 'Raya' comment....Dude, that shit is not just stupid. It is BEYOND stupid, I don't even have a word to comment on that because seriously, you have created a whole new level of stupidity here. What kind of BS is that, that the school is not closed during Raya? You think that there would be no heavy media coverage of that if that ever happened? Stop talking mindless shit. It is embarrassing. If anything at all, Convent gave more holidays. We get day off during Good Friday while the other kids go to their non-mission school. You don't hear no one complaining because who would say no to a day off?

Oh look ma! Christian architecture! Tear down the school now!

These mission schools, Convent, La Salle and so on and so forth are not just schools. They are historical landmarks that have been around before Malaysia achieved her independence, back when she was Malaya instead of Malaysia. The fact that they have Christian identity is undeniable because the title itself is 'mission schools'. Demolishing them or trying to hide their identity is stupid because the very act itself is telling us to turn our back on history. The fact that so-called Parliament members have to make up stories to make these schools as if it is out there to convert students are false and unfounded. Further more it is also offensive and hurtful for those who have been in those walls and know such accusations are false.

The Constantly Dramatic One is all about school pride after all.

Religion is a set of beliefs. You choose what to believe. Just because you think your religion is better than other peoples' does not give you the right to condemn and push your religion onto them.

Last time I checked, we promote this country to the outside world as a country where people of different races live harmoniously and without conflict. Last time I checked, we are a country that is proud of our religious diversity and sensitivity. Last time I checked, this country wasn't run by a bunch of idiots with the Taliban-mentality.

But we all know that's all bullshit right?

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