I was just got home from my village in Bau… went there yesterday as I considered all things and even got forced by parents and auntie and grandparents… before, I agreed just to come by but not staying but then, I called my auntie asking about her coming, and she said she was at Bau already and asked me to come over… I said I’d come but no staying… but then she said if I’m not staying she will cry over the night… so, my parents also agreed me to stay there… they said if my Cyril is home, there will be no chance I’ll be staying in village like this… so, I think and think and decided just to stay for a night… and wished not to be late home the next day (today)…
Oh yeah, Earth Hour, I did blog hoping and commenting that my house won’t be off the lights… but then, I experienced the Earth Hour too… I was at kampong and my uncles and aunties all wants the light to be switched off… what else can I say? Being in the dark for an hour was just an uncomfortable situations for me… coincidentally, last night, my neighbor were preparing for their daughter wedding, so they didn’t switched off the light… so, all of our family members went to my neighbor until 9.30 p.m…. we didn’t stopped until that, we continued staying there for karaoke and chit-chatting with others… while for me, sitting and staring at the hand phone messaging my friend… was very damn bored… how I wished I was in my own room… the guys were jerk… flirting me here and there… asking for phone number… and some even said…”emy…I love you!!”… This made me uneasy which then I headed home alone at 11 p.m…
Today, wedding day… woke up late as I couldn’t sleep night before… people karaoke as if they were the only person on earth… no considerations at all… euwh!!! I wore my green “baju kurung” and made myself simple… went to the crowded made me felt want to vomit and headache… I went outside of the house and invited to eat… I reloaded my stomach and went back home… couldn’t stand the crowded and noisy sounds… met my badminton coach who parked his car as he wants to hit my wira… and even met my naughty cousin, mirl… chit-chatting a while, then headed home… take off all the “baju kurung” and used simple clothes… couldn’t stand the heat wearing “baju kurung” in kampong… fuhh!!!
The wedding? they made it simple but nice... the followed the Malay heritage fully…. the bride and groom were great… food? considered nice and delicious as the cooked it following the kampong style… everything was good… even the crowd was fully handled…and all relatives lending hands to help them… :)
My luck, I homed at my grandparents safely, which then the heavy rain fall… luckily I didn’t get wet because of it… my day turns bad as I have to rush home after fighting with my insane-uncle… I hate him… I disrespect people who live in kampong if they behaved like him… I so much think that people in town is much respectful… well, un-educated people… never bother about that… I think today will be my last day of going home… What ever happens in the future, I will never ever go to kampong anymore… I hate people there!!! So much!!!
My grandparents, aunties and uncles always complaint for being arrogant girl… staying in town and seldom going back to kampong… this is the reason why I hate going to kampong…
Sorry la to my kampong people, but that’s the truth to be told… I hate to be with you guys… and I hate the conditions of the kampong… I hate everything about it… if my grandparents’ not there, I won’t be going back yesterday…
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Dear..
hate as much as you want, they are still your flesh and blood. nobody is perfect, sometimes it’s not totally other people’s fault. i know. it’s difficult to see yourself from other people’s eyes.
I am a simple orang kampung, but I am pissed off too when people differentiate between org kampung and town. Been living in KL for 12 years, yet there was still a person who called me org kampung. It did not hurt me if they called me that, but it hurt me when they label my parents as org Kampung, so what? the town is only a drive away.. what is so great about it? :D
if only one stop and try to think why org kampung did they way they do, one will understand why, and maybe become more accepting. org kampung are normally humble, and with simple minds too.
then again, our situation might be different altogether, so the solution might be different too. hope you don’t take this personally.
thanks.
huhuhu
i don’t meant this to all kampong people… i just said it to my villagers…
just hate their attitude and everything… i mean them in my village…
my mum too kampong people…
i don’t look down to all kampong people…that’s true…
some kampong people are so humble and polite…
but this don’t goes to my kampong…
honestly here, i really hate my kampong in bau…
it’s too much different from my another kampong..
if this not happened, i sure won’t hate the Kampong of mine in Bau…
hope you tak kecik hati la…
i tak maksud kan smua…
i just maksudkan my kampong people…
k?k?k? :D
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wow..im notty kah?
no laa..
im cool
yeah,,,right… :)
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chill la gal….
dun get so mad, no point oo…
welll…
there are many different ppl in this world la…
just see how ones look at each other. :)
so cheer up k…u need someone to talk to I;m always here :)
Thanks Sharon!!!! :D
yeah,,, like Britney’s song… circus…
there are many different people in this world..huhuhuhuh :(
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hey.. that’s ok my dear.. i understand where u’r coming from. no harm done.
maybe this is a related case, but nothing to do with you. I also have nephews and nieces who used to enjoy going back kampung when they were still kids. when they grow up, they mix with different kind of crowd, their mindset change, and so does their lifestyle.
When they balik kampung, they brought with them their ‘town attitude’.. they complaint about everything, they expect to be served whereas in kampung is tolong-menolong spirit, they would compare us folks and what we have, with what they have in town. All the while, they expect us to smile and assume that they are just joking.
But we don’t. We have our own pride too. Yes, kids are kids. But as our age difference is not that much, we do feel hurt by it. I understand completely when in the end they decided not to spend their holiday in kampung anymore.
So there. Hope it helps to be able to see from the two side of coins now.
yeah, sometimes, town-attitude made the villlagers looked you differently…huhuh
but another times, i hope they won’t see me like i am an alien… hehehe
tolong-menolong spirit is fun…
all than that, i prefer this… why?
only this time, i felt that the villagers will smile at me… even the girls…
and this is the time where they will show their friendly with me…
:D Thanks Sis…
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