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Friday, January 8, 2010

yesterday when i was on my was home from school, i boarded the bus and saw my best friend when i was in primary school. he looked super lethargic. he talked like a drug addict. when i was in secondary school, i've heard stories about him dropping out from secondary two. in my mind, i was asking myself, what would have happened if i was still rebellious? what would i be doing right now? what will become of me? well.. i thank those who shaped my life. my parents. three amazing people and of course god for blessing me with a good and simple ordinary life.

anyway, is it natural for people to look down on malays?
people of any race. even malays themselves.

1:58 PM

what