I have no idea why those unfortunate things keep happening on me. First, the cash machine fraud which had caused me lost more than 8000 GBP. Secondly, I bumped into a bloody racist on the street. I was so ignorant to presume UK might be a good place. Now it seems like I am having hard time in UK. There are thousands of Malaysian student study here but I am the only one who is so unfortunate (I am talking about the ATM fraud). Most of people thought that I was being exaggerated because it is hard to believe that a person could loss 8000 GBP within 11 days. Come on people, I have a statement here to prove that...
Now move to the racist, I bumped into this racist Pakistani (I am not really sure whether he is but I can definitely tell you that he is South Asian). He called us Chinese whores and illegal immigrant! This jerk definitely need to learn a lesson...He was trying to tackle my Singaporean friend but fail. Well, probably he was being turn off and placed in awkward. I was wondering who is the real "illegal immigrant'' here. We possesse authorized document to study here and we are not refugees who seek for help from a foreign government. Mind you, neither any Malaysian nor Singaporean are refugees in any part of the world. Even Malaysia is a developing nation, we are better than many country. No internal violence or proverty issues there, every children below 12 years old has the rights to obtain free education. Meanwhile, Singapore is one of the developed nations in the world. The only thing I could tell is he is another idiotic creature alives on this planet.
Today, London is totally different from past 30 years due to globalisation. Many unexpected incident could happen here. What we can do is trying to be streetwise and vigilant enough in order to survive in this danger society.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Friday, March 19, 2010
Incomplete
It's been ages I never sign into my blogspot. I have no idea what was I doing. Neither I was busy nor I ran out the ideas what to write. Frankly, I was slacking at home for a few months. Now, I am here again but in different location. I have a number of things I would like to write. Everything is on transition since I stepped into this English land. Recalling the first day I was here, I was so astonished. Everything here are completely different from my homeland. I wonder is it appropriate to use the word 'civilize' to describe here.
A downtown girl travel for thousands miles to Europe and my parents is striving so hard to support my education. They deserve the best from their pampered daugther. I am going to englihten them with my outcome. Life is slightly hard here as I am struggle with loneliness. Please do not get me wrong. I mean I had get used to my parents beside me. My relationship with mum is very close. I used to stay by her side all the time especially since she was diagnosed with Rheumatoid Arthritis. She is down to earth and there's no other person who I loves more than her. Sadly, I have to leave her and it's also her biggest wish to witness I study abroad. She wants everything best for me.
I travelled for thousands miles and 13 hours to UK to acquire knowledge. I admit that I am a slow learner and humble person. However, I am determine and perserverance. I hold tight my faith and I am convinced that I am going to ace my goal. I am clear with what I am searching for and it's worth to be here. I slightly adapt with the accent, culture, norms and idiotic blonde jokes. Nevertheless, there is one thing obstruct me. It's verbal communication. I am not able to speak well. I could write, read and understand what people speak (I am not boasting, just telling you the truth). Each time there's something in my mind but I am so reluctant to express it verbally and this weakness is lagging me behind. Those who speak well usually get full attention from the others. Everytime I speak, I am likely mumbling and some people even do not understand at all.
Honestly, I seldom communicate in English. My medium of communication is Chinese...arrrrggggh I am going to pull my hair. Most of my friends here are Chinese. Once, I was trying to speak in English but most of them did not understand what the heck I was talking. They even criticized that I was speaking Manglish (Malaysia version of English) and that sounds stink for them. It's ok, what they said is not going to offend me. Vice versa; most of them are suck in vocabulary as well just I do not like to criticized people through direct. What make me feel console is there are some other ethnics understand what am I talking. Appreciate that
My eyes are barely open now...
A downtown girl travel for thousands miles to Europe and my parents is striving so hard to support my education. They deserve the best from their pampered daugther. I am going to englihten them with my outcome. Life is slightly hard here as I am struggle with loneliness. Please do not get me wrong. I mean I had get used to my parents beside me. My relationship with mum is very close. I used to stay by her side all the time especially since she was diagnosed with Rheumatoid Arthritis. She is down to earth and there's no other person who I loves more than her. Sadly, I have to leave her and it's also her biggest wish to witness I study abroad. She wants everything best for me.
I travelled for thousands miles and 13 hours to UK to acquire knowledge. I admit that I am a slow learner and humble person. However, I am determine and perserverance. I hold tight my faith and I am convinced that I am going to ace my goal. I am clear with what I am searching for and it's worth to be here. I slightly adapt with the accent, culture, norms and idiotic blonde jokes. Nevertheless, there is one thing obstruct me. It's verbal communication. I am not able to speak well. I could write, read and understand what people speak (I am not boasting, just telling you the truth). Each time there's something in my mind but I am so reluctant to express it verbally and this weakness is lagging me behind. Those who speak well usually get full attention from the others. Everytime I speak, I am likely mumbling and some people even do not understand at all.
Honestly, I seldom communicate in English. My medium of communication is Chinese...arrrrggggh I am going to pull my hair. Most of my friends here are Chinese. Once, I was trying to speak in English but most of them did not understand what the heck I was talking. They even criticized that I was speaking Manglish (Malaysia version of English) and that sounds stink for them. It's ok, what they said is not going to offend me. Vice versa; most of them are suck in vocabulary as well just I do not like to criticized people through direct. What make me feel console is there are some other ethnics understand what am I talking. Appreciate that
My eyes are barely open now...
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