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Wednesday, June 04, 2008

the history

I realised that I was log out of blogger. I am feeling rather suspicious about it.
The fact is, since this is my own personal laptop, I have never log out of blogger since the day I log in. Somehow today, it mysteriously wasn't log in. And plus, I remember that before I step out of the house, my computer was shut down but when I came back, it was on.

If I ever find out that my younger sister is the one that use my laptop without my permission, I am fucking going to slap her hard and kick her in the stomach!! She is an asshole! I just asked her to buy for me prawn cracker which cost only SGD2 and she was like "See first la!"

Fucking shit lazy cibai fart!

Mustafa has everything in it and just to search through the crackers section, she felt fucking lazy about it! I am going to change my password freaking soon! That bitch realised that I use the same password for everything even hotmail and my forums! Damn it, you watch out you fart wheeze!
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Okay to clear some misunderstanding from my old friends - really old! Since I was 9 years old! But they are like 2 years older. Basically I am their junior but I don't act like one.
Okay, they chance upon my blog and read that I am a mix descendant of Indonesia, Chinese and Malay. They think I am faking it up because I never talk Bahasa Indonesia before.

Haiz. Here is the real history okay.

My grandparents on my DAD's side originated from Indonesia. They fled to Singapore during the World War 2, my dad wasn't born yet. He was born - pretty obvious, in SINGAPORE! Then, he took up Singapore citizen together with his other siblings. My grand dad stayed in Malaysia instead - reason unknown with one of my uncle and NO my grandparents did not get a divorce.

So, ANYWAY, my dad, no matter what he is consider a JAVANESE - these bunch of people, their real origin is from INDONESIA!

My Chinese blood on the other hand is VERY LITTLE! But elder sister seem to be getting quite a decent of it being fair skin! - I am the darkest mind you. SO, the Chinese blood is from my MOM's FATHER .... he is some sort of a peranakan which I don't know how to explain. Married my grandmother - who originated from MALAYSIA/BATU PAHAT.

And here I am a mix of here and there. And why I did not talk in Bahasa Indonesia during my earlier primary school time is because, I DON'T KNOW HOW TO!
My dad do use some Indonesia words sometime with Singapore Malay slang. He even talk to me in Bahasa Jawa which I don't know how to speak till now. And therefore, I did not know that it was INDONESIAN LANGUAGE!

I only came to know about this when I was in Primary 4! We were going to Indonesia to visit my relatives! And that is how I came to know that I have relatives in that country! I only start being able to communicate FLUENTLY in that language in Primary six - because my class has a lot of Indonesian and they LOVE to speak in their native language.

After being inactive in speaking that language, I cannot speak as fast as I used to and I tend to forget what the words mean. I can listen to them talk and understand though but I tend to reply in English - afraid of being embarrassed.

So there you go. My real true history.
You farts are welcome to email me any queries. I bet you guys have my email. I never changed the address since the first time I created it.

And by the way, my race in my Identification Card is stated as JAVANESE!

Therefore, I have every right to say that I am half Indonesian! - my dad don't want to admit it himself because he likes Singapore while vice versa for the other country. Me on the other hand - maybe because I have a handsome number of Indonesian friends therefore I like that country.
It would have been great if I really was from there. Sadly, I am only half of it.

So farts,
BITE YOURSELF TO THOSE FACTS!
If you don't believe me, you are welcome to ask my dad directly :)
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So yeap. End of explanation about my history. Geez. After 4-5 years of no communication, I met up with them last night under my Block because I can only be out of the house for 1 hour max! And they only came to know my blog like.... late last year? Yeap.
How did they manage to contact me? When they realise that I am staying in Bishan, all came to a conclusion that I am still staying at the same place.

It is a long story! Some of them really change in the looks department! Hairi looks more handsome! Some looks like they grow too old too fast - having goatee and stuff. Some look like beng with fierce look.They are SO TALL! 1.73 is the shortest! The tallest is 1.85!
Idiot bamboos!

Need to study for FSP! I have yet to touch a single shit!

Labels: June 2008