The title was something that an old friend of mine used to say to make fun of Malaysian English. I have been reading some of my old writings recently and adding to the many corrections that people gave me pertaining to my grammar, has brought attention to my questionable communication skills.
I always knew that my English was never good to begin with, but there are times when it really hits me that my grammar is actually really horrible. What makes it worst is that English is my most comfortable language, out of the other much worst languages that I claim to speak.
Times like these, I really hide into embarrassment (tried spelling embarrassment 4 times until I got the right one). Thinking of all those articles that I used to write for church bulletins, blogs, essays, cover letters and such, I could really imagine the thoughts that goes through the mind of those who reads my stuff and identifying all those mistakes and confusion of what I pompously wrote... what an idiot!
I have been corrected many times, yet I fall into the same mistakes every now and then. Funny thing is that when I was younger in school, English was my best subject. I never took effort to study it compared to the rest of my classmates and yet I managed to get As. I guess my arrogance really got a hold of me and I find it really humbling when I know that people who have a better command of English do not point out my mistakes, but rather just focus on trying to help me convey what I am meaning to say.
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