It's getting late at night. My brain is filling with sleep-inducing chemicals, attempting to lure me to bed. I'm still doing my own works on A Level (since the AS exam is getting closer). You could say I'm multitasking as I am composing this random blog post right now.
Oh, here you go, my brain wondered over the English language scene in Malaysia. (I could've been typing aimlessly at the post and giving it a title 'Random Post'.)
I am quite sick of the usage of impure English in Malaysia. You could spot traits of them nearly anywhere, from the media to the daily conversations among Malaysians. From papers to radio programmes to TV shows, even on the Internet. They were so impure that I would have to worry their correct usage of English, in terms of the English grammar.
Oh wait, that's the only sure thing I could think of.
I am stumped by the coming of the exam. My cortisol level is kinda fluctuating due to the scholarships that I have to find for myself and for my younger brother. Then there's the missing plane, the Crimea takeover and the Taiwan occupy. The urban surroundings were kinda filled with those emotions that depends on individuals (i.e. someone could just say 'It's just another day of problem-solving' whereas others would be like 'Why am I doing the same thing every single day?') (i.e.: For instance, the responses regarding the missing plane would range from 'Plane, why U no come back?!?!?!' to 'Useless governments, useless satellites, useless ships, useless planes, useless (whatever it is).' to 'Hmm ... How are we gonna solve this puzzle?')
Most (or was it 'Some'?) people in my country were more realistic. They would opt for a practical job, which earns them money. They try to get themselves promoted to earn even more money. Then, they would get married and have children. They would have to pay off debts and loans and expenses. Later, they grunt and sighed that they had never did something they really wanted to do, mostly just because they had to earn money, have a family, produce offsprings and somehow conform to the social norms. They would jostle (in nearly any ways, optimally using wits) over one another to gain 'advantage' on things or help their offspring(s) to get a head start in their 'bright' future (sometimes, I don't actually get what does 'bright future' mean, since humans can be pretty bad predictors). In a nutshell, their life motto would be 'This is the world where it's all about the Survival of The Fittest.' (or was it more like 'Survival of The Best Adaptor of The Game'?)
I think base on my thinking, I could as well be one of the oddballs of the brains among Malaysians. I like to dream stuff. I would like to see nearly anything as possible to do, with effort of course. Deep down, my intuition tells me to just do that freaking stuff you wanna do. (At least you're not doing illegal or hazardous stuff) However the fear of not being experienced and (I had to admit) my mini-ego was affecting it. Furthermore, I couldn't seem to find a group of people to do it. I know that fantasising ideas is not gonna help me or the society either, so concrete actions should be taken.
At the end of the day, this post is still randomly composed ......
Maybe it's just a matter of time before I break out from the cocoon and successfully acquiring a new skill: flying (actually it's two, with the second one as metamorphosis) ...
Oh, here you go, my brain wondered over the English language scene in Malaysia. (I could've been typing aimlessly at the post and giving it a title 'Random Post'.)
I am quite sick of the usage of impure English in Malaysia. You could spot traits of them nearly anywhere, from the media to the daily conversations among Malaysians. From papers to radio programmes to TV shows, even on the Internet. They were so impure that I would have to worry their correct usage of English, in terms of the English grammar.
Oh wait, that's the only sure thing I could think of.
I am stumped by the coming of the exam. My cortisol level is kinda fluctuating due to the scholarships that I have to find for myself and for my younger brother. Then there's the missing plane, the Crimea takeover and the Taiwan occupy. The urban surroundings were kinda filled with those emotions that depends on individuals (i.e. someone could just say 'It's just another day of problem-solving' whereas others would be like 'Why am I doing the same thing every single day?') (i.e.: For instance, the responses regarding the missing plane would range from 'Plane, why U no come back?!?!?!' to 'Useless governments, useless satellites, useless ships, useless planes, useless (whatever it is).' to 'Hmm ... How are we gonna solve this puzzle?')
Most (or was it 'Some'?) people in my country were more realistic. They would opt for a practical job, which earns them money. They try to get themselves promoted to earn even more money. Then, they would get married and have children. They would have to pay off debts and loans and expenses. Later, they grunt and sighed that they had never did something they really wanted to do, mostly just because they had to earn money, have a family, produce offsprings and somehow conform to the social norms. They would jostle (in nearly any ways, optimally using wits) over one another to gain 'advantage' on things or help their offspring(s) to get a head start in their 'bright' future (sometimes, I don't actually get what does 'bright future' mean, since humans can be pretty bad predictors). In a nutshell, their life motto would be 'This is the world where it's all about the Survival of The Fittest.' (or was it more like 'Survival of The Best Adaptor of The Game'?)
I think base on my thinking, I could as well be one of the oddballs of the brains among Malaysians. I like to dream stuff. I would like to see nearly anything as possible to do, with effort of course. Deep down, my intuition tells me to just do that freaking stuff you wanna do. (At least you're not doing illegal or hazardous stuff) However the fear of not being experienced and (I had to admit) my mini-ego was affecting it. Furthermore, I couldn't seem to find a group of people to do it. I know that fantasising ideas is not gonna help me or the society either, so concrete actions should be taken.
At the end of the day, this post is still randomly composed ......
Maybe it's just a matter of time before I break out from the cocoon and successfully acquiring a new skill: flying (actually it's two, with the second one as metamorphosis) ...
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