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Malaysians Love Malaysia

When people say that Malaysians are a loveless bunch of duds waiting for a boat out of the peninsular all the time, I strongly contend otherwise. Malaysians love Malaysia. No, come on....stop laughing. Deep down inside of you, you know you love the country. We love the earthquake-less-ness. We love the fact that we've got some breath-sucking laksa you will give up your chance to date Megan Fox / Robert Pattinson (yeah....right) for. We also love the us the chance to play a game on Facebook with your iPhone. Farm some vegetable, rear some cow or something. We are so totally in love with Malaysia. But just not with the people who did injustice to some of us. Just not in love with unfairness and underlying, suppressed feeling of bitterness than just simmers. It has been simmering for ages and we have, some of us have (at least), learned how to either look the other way or think it is a lost cause and should just sit there with our legs crossed and listen for the kac-ching of the cashier counter. Some of us just focused on making more money, that's all. Despite all of that, Malaysians honestly love Malaysia. We are united once the whole fiasco thing is removed. It is a grave pity that some groups of people are on the extreme – they should be stopped. Really. That is because it kills the love. I mean, when we are here, all we do is groan and moan because all we see is...well, stuff that makes our skin crawl and gives us hypertension. But when we are overseas, MAN OH MAN....we proudly say that we are 'Malaysians', the land right above Singapore and right under Thailand...yeah, that's the one. No, we do not live in trees. YES, we actually speak English, imagine that. YES, we are a country, not some aboriginal tribe. On why we bought a submarine and sent a handsome model to space? Er....we have no answer for that. Sorry... We advertise Malaysia like we love it in other countries because deep down inside, we love it. But to wave a Malaysian flag on National Day? Er...let me dwell on that a bit, alright? I love Malaysia but not yet THAT much.
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