I’m not feeling patriotic at all today—don’t be fooled by the 3 exclamation marks. It’s eight in the morning and I’m sitting in front of the computer. (read: I’m BORED)

I attended the Interchurch Merdeka Prayer Rally last night—reached home at 12.30a.m. I don’t need to fast anymore today (don’t want to either). 40 days ago mum and I decided to skip dinner everyday to fast and pray for Malaysia to be a part of the Lighting Up The Nation programme. Ah well, I don’t know why I did it—wasn’t really passionate about it, didn’t pray really hard. I fasted partly to discipline my eating habit, I admit. Anyway at least I made a commitment to pray. And it’s a better way of celebrating Merdeka than those who come out on bikes,speeding, and wearing the Jalur Gemilang on their backs.

Despite my lackadaisical efforts, this is still a good programme by the church, I think. They made booklets to be distributed nationwide telling us what to pray for each day. Couldn’t help noticing that many times the plight of the Orang Asli was given great attention—many living under the poverty line, without good education, without stable income, neglected by government…bleh-bleh. It’s sad, but it doesn’t evoke any sense of sympathy within me. Maybe I’m used to this kind of news. Or maybe I’m just a little cold-blooded in this area.

Anyway anyway…(gosh I think I used this word very often)…Malaysia can be considered quite blessed. I like the government’s move to wage war against corruption (although more action is yet to be seen). And Pak Lah seems a good and righteous person from the newspapers—I believe he is. Most importantly, there is peace and harmony in the land.

Selamat Merdeka Malaysia!!!

(too bad, shouting did not increase my patriotism..hahaha)