There’s this Malaysian squash coach at the stadium who has been a nuisance. Everytime i see him he’d somehow manage to piss me off. the other day at squash he had asked me what i was doing now and i said masters and he asked me wht i got for my honours. and i told him australian degrees dont come with honours..well this is how it went down lah lapas atu:-

Him: YEAH? Thats not good enough??

I was tekajut by what he said and went:

Me: Eh, that’s not very nice.

to which he just stared me. pasalnya, inda kan ya ganya mulutnya beracun. i was merely stating the obvious.

and then he continued by saying

“in Malaysia, it’d be hard to find a job without honours”

i replied by saying ” Most of my Malaysian friends in Melbourne didnt have a problem pun, some of them even managed to find work in SINGAPORE with KPMG, ERNST & YOUNG etc etc”

and then he said ” So, if you get a degree in australia.. without honours what’s that like then? a DIPLOMA”

my head was ringing “PUKIMA, what is it to you anyway”? at that point i shouldve said it to his stupid face.

but i didnt..pasal aku inda kurang ajar, aku tau MANNERS..i have class and told him ‘a degree is a degree”

to which he said “Tapi takde honours??” (ku tampar krg babi MALAYSIE ani)

“still, without honours lah!” and left to buy water.

mcm he was being presistent bah. mcm slagi i dont want to admit that my degree is NOTHING slagi atu ya inda diam.asshole banar. mcm dude i didnt spend 8 years in melbourne for nothing.

this is not the first time plang ya kurang ajar cemani ani. he likes to belittle bruneians bah. mcm the other dayy he was telling me that bruneian kids are SPOILT and they dont know the value of money, he was saying that kids in malaysia are working their ass off to get pocket money.. and im like “ya kan? what about those malaysians who party from FRIDAY to TUESDAY in melbourne? the ones who spend their allowances on DJ SETS,COKE, Pills & Meth?”

paloi. this guy likes to make generalizations like that. Hello??? WITHOUT PROPER GUIDANCE, all kids would be SPOILT & MISGUIDED. jangantah bruneians, malaysians..even ANIMALS.

this is not my first encounter with a rude malaysian/foreigner. kdg2 u wonder what u ever did to them for you to be treated like shit, exsp on the first meet. ganya u always hold back your words pasal, what these people don’t know, ITS JUST NOT NICE TO VERBALLY ATTACK ORANG TARUS TARUS exsp a foreigner. I know respect and i SHOW respect whenever i can! but anyway, he coaches teens squash at the stadium cemana kah ya mengcoach? tau tau confidence levels anak brunei tani yang main squash atu pun ANCUR sudah uleh this man. banar.

i dont get him. if he hates brunei so much? why can’t he just pack up and leave!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!!?!?!?

u know how some people, dapan dapan manis? tapi sudah becakap jahat? ah he’s that kind of man. he likes to sugarcoat things tapi sebenarnya whatever’s coming out of his mouth atu is an INSULT.

stupid. kenapa ada org cemani ani in the world kan??? they should come with an automatic penampar-muka-sendiri device.

5 to twelve and it’s almost bed time but i thought i’d indulge my sisters in melbourne and readers with more photos from the new year celebration at our place. Nothing delirious lah, it was pretty innocent, no one got trashed and lost their mobile phones AND their way home or anything like that.

The quality of the photos are poop.My camera doesn’t seem to work well at night. need.a.tripod.

family from both sides of the family joined us in to the new year.

Uncle Habry was one of the first ones to hit the karaoke station. The tv was placed across the pool so no one could really read properly. lol. Siapa yang inda tau lyrics by heart..well..it was their problem. lol. sampai2 migraine bah kan membaca lirik ah. lol.

Uncle Habry & Aunty Azi

I was introducing the boy to the driver.
Saya: Mani, ini kawan saya.
Mani: oh. siapa nama?
Addi: Addi.
Mani: OOOh. ok. SAYA NAMA MANI.

Outside

The Uncle & Aunties with Cousin showing off their pearly whites.

ok. i think this was taken during a popular dangdut number. we had dangdut fans controlling the sound system with disco lights & everything, but sadly, no sheila majid …but we still managed to PARTY ON.

There was a DDR (its dance, dance revolution BITCH) competition running upstairs which was organised by Tharwana. Nurul (the girl in pink) lost to the Ibnu (the boy) making him the last MAN..err..man-boy STANDING.

Babu & Azimah

Ajis with his mouth full..BILA JUA INDA? haha you shoudve seen him on the first day of school LOL. he came back to the house with shorter hair mcm bepapat. lol. mcm anak iban.

bck outside, Girls and Boy ..singing to..i can’t remember. another poop photo.

i like this photo. I didnt realise Ibnu was in it (and the only one smiling) until i uploaded it on to my computer. lol.

party in full swing at 12AM.

hahaha the confetti (sponsored by my bushu jibah) was festive but i bet Mani was swearing his ass off whilst trying to clean it the next morning.

My dad decided to push the two boys in to the pool and they were later joined by my other cousins AND THARWANA who jumped in with her TUDONG and everything!! lol.

it was an eventful night. everyone seemed to have had lots of fun. i have more pictures to post up plang tapi they are all of poop quality. jadinya mcm..pedah kan. huhu.

saya nama Monroe,

kiss me.