kimi contaminant

EEeeeeeeekkk.....!!!

What a horror to wake up to! The first thing I saw on my computer is a Facebook friend request from someone named KIMI XXX ...

All the hairs on my body stood up. I repeat, all!!! Even the little ones in my nostrils, my ears ... everywhere! In the display picture, I see an Chinese Malaysian dude, with tanned skin and black hair. 100% not Kimi Raikkonen in a Malaysian disguise. *FROWNS*

I don't mind when people go messing about with their names you know. But when it comes to really foreign names, especially FINNISH names, especially x 100 Kimi Raikkonen's name, I just get awfully agitated. It doesn't suit Asians at all, not to mention contaminating Raikkonen's good, glorious name.

No wonder Kimi's been having hiccups for the past few races. *Ahem* Got people messing around with the prosperity of his name.

For heaven sake, leave the ang moh names, especially unconventional ones like Finnish names, to the ang mohs. What's wrong with our names? My British colleagues have no trouble calling me Ling, monosyllable, easy to remember (The Ling in sterLING, muahahaha, perasan betul).

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On another note, it's Hari Kemerdekaan today. Hey, I do remember okay! Even though I'm seas away from home. It's never been a big deal for me, I mean, it's just another holiday to me. Sigh, generations like me are bad for the country. Sometimes, I feel like the country is bad for me as well. I don't know. But since, I'm Malaysian anyway, I have to celebrate this occassion, eventhough I'm in a rainy London now.

-I could sing Negaraku at the top of my voice underneath the Big Ben, or...

-Wear my "I'm in an illegal gathering of more than 3 people without a permit" and lepak Malaysian style in front of the Malaysian Embassy, or...

-Buy Malaysian Style Satay Sauce from Tesco, and cook something with it, or...

-Stream ERA FM on my computer all day, broadcasting the likes of Sudirman crooning on some loud speakers on the streets of London or...

-Call up all the 51 year olds in UK and tell them they're as old as Malaysia, or...

-Call out all the Malaysians I know in London for a celebratory durian feast
(available for sale in China Town) outside Buckingham Palace, or...

-I can do nothing about it, because no one cares about Hari Kemerdekaan here.

Yes, I think that's what I'll do.