We went to a temple today to do a bit of prayer, as you do, and I used the opportunity to ask for all of the things tha I feel stupid for asking for normally. I was in a crying mood, if I thought about something sad for too long I would’ve totally cried. I was really close. I’ve realised on this trip that I do tend to tear-up in a sad situation.
We went to the temple to pay respects to my cousin and my great-uncle. I felt sad. Afterwards we pulled over to the side of the road and burnt these things for them like a box with paper clothes, money and shoes. All of the essentials for the after-life. It was cool, I’ve never really done anything traditionally Chinese or whatever and this is what I came to Malaysia; to learn about being Chinese.
I had a giant hate on living in NZ and people not accepting me as a kiwi. There are somethings that will make me want to punch someone in the face. One of these is when people say I can’t be kiwi/I’m not a kiwi. (This is normally because I am Asian.) BUT ANYWAYS! Not going into my weird personality faults right now.
I’ve been reminded on this trip to Malaysia that I’m an angry and impatient person.
Wow, watching this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IZ2yiC9br78 those comments are harsh. My cousin told me that the top I was wearing in that video was pajama like. I should stop dressing like a nana. I wonder if I would find myself annoying if I weren’t myself and didn’t know the show. I talk really fast. Haha. I miss SDD 