The dumbing down process

I have had excellent English vocabs back when I'm in secondary school. I wrote short stories, and my favourite part was creating this make believe people and describing their personalities in detail. I admit I wasn't much of a social butterfly, in fact, I was a recluse. So the improvements in my English vocabs were mostly due to reading books I borrowed from the library, and a book series from Francine Pascal called "Fearless". When majority of the students in my school would flock to the Malay books section during recess, I would be in the English section looking for books that I haven't read.  I borrowed 2-3 books in a day, and could return them the very next day. I can get thrills from reading fictions.

If I ever talk my classmates or any of my schoolmates -- being the considerate person that I am -- I refrained from using big English words, 'cause I have confused many of them and I have been told that I've had been looked upon as pompous and arrogant.

When I came here, there are less English literature for me to devour, just medical textbooks that never seem to be of any use, except that thick Physiology book by Guyton, which unfortunately that I didn't have for the rest of 3rd year. By then in Kursk, I've been surrounded by "-lah""meh""mah""hor""ya meh?""dis my wan or your wan?". I'm not saying it's a degradatory thing. It completely influenced me in a great way -- when my social skills are non-existent -- I'm not able to converse in good English without adding a bit of a Malay word in there and finish with a "lah". And instead of confirming to a question with a "Are you sure?" I would reply with "Ya meh?"

I can't even write a proper story nowadays! I've been reduced from a girl who has her imaginations and her stories to keep herself happy to a girl who only has good imaginations.

How lah~?

-- Woes and worries of a hyperimaginative lass

On another note: I stumbled on a girl's profile and her profile name is (shall remain nameless)
---- d3 cRazy gurlzz!!
COME ON! gurlzz? You are only 1 person! Your English is atrocious! I don't know whether to laugh or to quell my chicken salad from escaping my esophagus.

... sorry. Bitchy mood.