malaysian and non-malaysian

ok let me tell the truth...
it is really embarrassing.. truely embarrassing...

date     : 15th JULY 2011
vanue   : KTM Sg. Buloh

i arrived at ktm station around 4.40pm from ktm seremban
mom : hello..
me : ma,, eja dah sampai ktm..
mom : ok then wait there... i'm on my way...
me : ok ma... TATA

i was standing a bit far away from a family.. they are foreigner
they are 6 person in the family..
the parents and 4 children.. 2 boys and a girl with a baby...
they were waiting for somebody i guess...
only their father was standing at that moment.
and suddenly i saw him(their dad) walked to a 'something' and picked that stupid thing.
he walked towards the dustbin and threw it.
it's a wow!!! seriously i was ashamed with what had he done...
this is MALAYSIA and he is not MALAYSIAN.

ok thats it..
next story...
i saw my mom's car..
get into the car and step onto the accelerator..... yeay,,, the car is moving!!!
i was not the driver ok..

at T junction.
signal to left.. and go!
a taxi in front of our car..
chit-chating with my mom...
lots of story.. about people at ktm, in komuter, just like milo fuze!!!
suddenly my mom and i saw a red small plastic bag came out from the taxi in front of us.
from the driver side.
she looked at me and so did i...
she smiled and me too...
this is truely TYPICAL MALAYSIAN!!!


last word : i'm not typical malaysian... and please who read this post don't be typical malaysian! TATA!!!