Alamak dah lama rupanya tak update blog!! Dah abis bersawang. I promised myself to update the blog during fasting month but I was too busy and decided to do it during Raya and tadaaa!! Here I am...The reason I decided to write this blog today is because of this newspaper article that I bumped into while searching something on the net. It is on the abuse of Syafiah Humaira. I almost choked the gum that I was chewing when I read her mother's statement on the court's verdict...
“Saya tidak pernah marah dengan Fazli kerana dia tidak bersalah dan dia tidak ada niat untuk membunuh Syafiah. Saya tetap sayangkan Fazli kerana dia seorang penyayang dan dia sayangkan Syafiah,” katanya.
For Pete's sake!! What on earth does she think?? Saying things like that...The man killed your daughter, lady...How stupid do you have to be when you say that he's not guilty and that you still loves him??? What kind of mom are you?? Seriously, just by reading this article is enough to make me in a bad mood for the whole day...I learnt a new word during Raya that is bodoh piang...And this is a perfect word to use to a person like her. Weyh bodoh betul..Isn't all the evidences enough to tell you that the man is guilty?? Or atleast have some respect for your daughter. She died at his hand and you still dare to say you love him. How dare you?? Luckily I was working during the verdict or else memang mak budak ni nak kena penampar super duper juta-juta kali dengan moi..OMG, you just make my blood pressure goes up..Stupid woman!!
I don't understand why woman tend to act stupidly when they are in love. I have few of my girl friends doing the same thing. I remember during my Uni days, my room mate which I should refer as G were having a long distance relationship. G is a very pretty girl and was also doing well in her study. However, her boyfriend is such an ass. He would always find away to berated her by making nasty remarks such e.g she's fat, she's stupid and even dare to threaten her not to meet him if she didn't try to go on diet. The problem is she already having her ideal weight and there are few guys that are already chasing after her. She then decided to stop eating in order to get the weight that her bf wanted that is 43 kg for her 165cm which is ridiculous to me. After a week she look so pale and as if she would just collapse in a second. on the 7th day of her diet, she was crying when she received a phone call. It was her bf, and she was crying because the bf is now eating with his friends at McD when all she ate for the whole week is a cup of milk everyday. Gila tak?? We as her friend tried to ask her to stop her diet but she wouldn't listen until we decided to call her parent.
I also have a friend who decided to have sex with her bf just to proof to him that she really loves him. When she told me this, it is already too late and they have done it. The worst part it, after a few months the bf became very protective and abusive towards her. And he don't even bother about her parent. I remember once he punched her in front of her court yard. I was there and so does her family. And no one even dare to interfere when finally I decided I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't let this guy abuse my friend so i threatened to call the police. He then decided to go away and my friend promised that she would not see him anymore. But after a day, they were back together. I was dumbfounded.
I always wonder..Does being in love means that you have to suffer?? If yes, I decided not to fall in love (hehehe I think I've decided on that 2 yrs ago)...My parent always thought me not to ever trust any guys and to be careful when I am around them.. I found that girls nowadays trust their bf more than they trust their parent. And some of them started to be promiscuous at a very young age. I remembered my parent and my 2 brothers being so protective that I can't even go and play at the playground which is only 10ft away from the house. I also remembered my dad almost make a police report when I went to the state library without telling him when I was 12..and the consequences?? I wasn't allowed to go out without a chaperon anymore. And until I was doing my degrees, I never go out at nights. And yet I was fine with that rule..
People might say that I have lived a boring life...Maybe there is some truth to that statement..However, I always found a way to enjoy my life without going out..I loves reading a book and I have dozens of pet which will always keeps me company. I have a wonderful siblings though at times I wish I was born being someone else's sibling..I don't bother about having bf during my high school and I only know what bf means when I enter uni..I have my first and my last bf there...I have no regrets. I've been living a perfect teenage life. I play sports (my parent enrolled me to martial art classes when I was 3 yrs old), I have a lot of friends and I have good grades..I don't need a bf to make me feel normal coz what is normal for me doesn't mean it is normal to you.
So ladies out there, please and I really mean it..Please have some respect to yourself..There's no one gonna take a good care on you rather than yourself. Don't live your life for other people, live it for yourself..Don't be like what we've been reading in the news like Syafiah's mother or any other women like which the only thing I can say is bodoh piang and I really think she suits the description. No one will respect you unless you start respecting yourself.
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Bodoh Piang >.< !!!
Posted by The Conversationalist at 9:58 PM 3 comments
Labels: Child abuse, Teen love
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Practising self control
A month ago, I fell down and hurt myself (Internal bleeding in my stomach). Due to that reason I was given medication and my physician told me that I need to detox my system in order for the medicine to be working.She said that my body contains a lot of toxin and I need to get rid that off.
I have tried different kind of detoxification. Diet, fruit juice, apple cider vinegar...You name it and I've tried all that. I know without proper detoxification it won't work. Why detoxification wouldn't work on me?? The problem lies in my food consumption. I love to eat.
I eat almost everything I can see. I even had few food allergies since baby but it does not stop me from eating the food that causes my allergic reaction.I can't eat all kinds of dairy products. I get rashes, few swollen muscle and fever. But I am a meat eater (Hehehe not a man eater).. Though I do realise the consequences, I just can't help myself. I like challenges and for me eating the stuff I'm allergic to is a part of the challenge.
Ok back to my detoxification. I started my detoxification process on 14 July 2010. With determination that I can last this process for a week. And the very same day, I was reading the newspaper. There it is, in the front page an advertisement on the McDonald GCB. I'm not a big McD fan but the idea of having grilled-burger sound tempting to me. So there goes my first day of detox down the drain. Damn you Ronald!!
Part of the reason why I can't continue to stay in the detox program is Coca Cola. I am a Coke addict. I cannot function a day without at least a can of Coke. It started in the uni days where the vending machine is 15 steps away from my room in uni. I will waste my scholarship (not to forget my PAMA's) to buy can after can of Coke. I even had a friend said "Nasib baikla awak ni scholars xxx, mampu la nak beli Coke bertin-tin sehari"...hehehe..RM1.2O jer pun...Luckily due to my active schedule (read: hyperactive), the Coke never give much problems to my figure..hehehe sometimes adalah gak but I blame my food intake. I eat like a Hantu Raya :P
I tried practise self control. I have even tried to live without Coke or protein for few days (hehehe try nak jadi vegan). However, the red can and the smell of cooked meat always win. Without them my life won't be complete and I would act like a zombie. I was supposed to undergo another detox process again due to tonsil infection last week. The last Coke stats that I checked, I have managed to drink at least 5 bottles of 1.5 litre Coke. hehehe guess I failed again.
I was hoping that bulan Ramadhan will enable me to complete my detoxification process. Hahaha padahal bulan puasa la paling banyak nak crave pun...Adooyai...macam mana ni...My physician won't prescribe any medication until I complete my detox coz she thought it would be useless. My life without medication is like living in a sewer full of bacteria and virus..Haish!!
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Labels: Coke Cola, detoxification, McDonald GCB
Monday, August 2, 2010
Open letter to Makcik
Caution: This post may sound a bit emotional. Dedicated to all my makciks where ever you are. No matter whether you in Kelantan, Kedah or Thailand.
Dear Mak Cik,
Its been approximate 10 years since we last saw each other, or maybe 15..I dunno coz I don't even keep track..I guess you are not that important to me or my life. You may be my mum or dad's sister but that is the only way we ever connected. You come so suddenly and acted like you know everything about me. Newsflash, you don't know me at all!! What's that about me not having boyfriend at the age of 25?? Which century have you been living in? And who are you to try to be my match maker??? I don't care if you have a guy at the corner of your housing estate. I don't even care if his single. I don't want to be involved in this absurd activity.
Makcik, stop pressuring my mum and dad. When you pressure Cik Nah, Cik In will double pressure..And when Cik In pressure, I don't think you want to sit around and see what happen.. And what is that about banker and the reason of me not having a boyfriend? Apa kaitan guys don't want to be my boyfriend sebab me being Banker??That is so shallow. Takkan la lelaki tu nak judge me because of my work. And if there is a guy like that, should I leave my job just because you think I need a husband. Peduli la if I came back home at 1 a.m. Who cares if I have to work on Saturday or Sunday. The last time I check my pay slip, you are not the one who's been paying me.
I also had enough of you condemning the way I dressed and they way I act. So what if I always wear pants to work?? So what if I don't wear baju kurung? I'm not asking you to pay my lifestyle nor did I ever ask you to pay my lunch. If a guy don't like the way I dressed, then too bad..I am what I am. I don't live in this world to please you or every one else. I live just for me.
Don't be afraid if I still don't have boyfriend at the age of 25 or I don't have a clue of what type of guy I like. I know that most of my cousins got married at the average age of 20 but I have my own vision and it does not have you inside it. I know you just being jealous coz I earned thousands of Ringgit a month while your daughter is waiting for her husband to give her money for clothing and milk formula while nursing her 4 and a half kids at the age of 23. I'm not gonna be like her. My parent spent a lot of money for me to get to where I am. I'm not wasting it to trivial things like that.
Makcik, I may one day have a husband or maybe I don't. If I do, I will try my best to be a good wife and mother and if I don't I will always be happy in what I got. Rather you keep on being worry about me, I would like to suggest that you start worry of the baby making machine that you have there. We don't want to add on the human population with limited resources, don't we??
Regards xoxo,
Your rebellious niece (^_^)
Posted by The Conversationalist at 10:47 PM 3 comments
Labels: dysfunctional family, marriage
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Domesticated me..meowww!!
Its been awhile since I last updated my blog. Busy is one thing, kemalasan is another.A lot of things happened in this past few weeks. Work is still the same. Biasala bank mana yang tak busy. Kerja kalau tak melimpah bukan namanya bank. I'm not going to rant about my work. Dah tak larat.
I learned the meaning of true independent this past week. I was left alone at home by my parent. Mummy overseas and dad with his homestay. So, I was left with 6 overweight cats. I never experienced being left alone before. Haha tetiba terasa seperti anak manjala pulak (read: memang pun, tapi tak macho kalau mengaku). Since I don't have packed social agenda, my daily routine basically waking up, feed the cats, go to work, come home, feed the cats and sleep.
Since mummy is not around, I've been entrusted to do the house chores. Yes, ladies and gentleman, I seldom do the houseworks. Usually mummy or our housekeeper will do it. So, mummy is not around and since the housekeeper only come during weekend and when mummy is around, I have to do the cleaning, cooking and what not. Seriously rasa insaf babe. huhuhu. Last sunday, being a good daughter as I always does, I decided to do all the cleaning by myself. No housekeeper, please. Nak belajar jadi surirumah. So I washed all the clothes and decided to hang them. My dryer was quite high and though I'm quite tall, I still need to stand on a stool to hang the clothes. Suddenly, without realizing that the stool is not stable I climbed to hang the washed clothes. Out of sudden the stool became shaky and I fell down to the floor with my stomach hitting the stool. Hard. Rasa senak la kejap but realising how stupid it is, I laughed at myself. First attempt nak jadi surirumah...FAILED!!!
1 and a half day later, I had a very bad stomachache and are nauseating. Whatever I ate will definitely go out. I figured there is something wrong due to the big fall and decided to go to clinic. True enough after an ultrasound, the doctor found a small bleeding and an infection. That is why my stomach became swollen. I look like 3 months pregnant. There goes all the sexiness...Haish. I was given an injection and was told to take everything slow. I have to walk slow, talk slow and not to laugh. Ayat terakhir doktor "Jangan lasak-lasak sangat" and ironically, I accidentally hit the door on the way out...And the doctor was laughing hard.
Mummy didn't know about this incident. I only told daddy and he was worried at first pastu a few minutes later dia gelak..Cess sampai hati. I'm in real pain. I guess this whole domestic life is not for me. Hahaha I should stay with what I was meant to do that is to be a banker. If I ever get married, I might need to hire a maid. I think this incident will scarred me for life.Hehehe (^_^)
Right now I have to control everything. I cannot laugh, cannot jump around or even drink coke cola which is my staple diet..huhu..But knowing me, I have kantoi with non stop laughing and jumping. Coke jer tak dapat minum sebab banyak sangat doktor tak bertauliah..Dang!!
I never thought that house chores is hazardous. I blamed my mummy for not warning me at the first place. Hahaha lagi nak derhaka. Mummy, you better get me the handbag that I wanted..hehehe..I have total respect to all housewives. How can they do all these chores. It should be featured in the episode of the "Dirty Job". Mike Rowe, I dare you to be a housewife for a day. heee..
I'm on healing mode right now. Since stomach still swelling, even dressing to work is an effort. Tengah nak fikir what should I wear to cover my stomach. Haish. Idea,please...
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Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Love is blind (~_~)
My day start as usual today.. Went to work using ERL and after that using the Komuter to my office.. However, something quite unusual happened while I was waiting for the Komuter. When I came down to the platform while listening to my fave song in the Ipod, I heard a lady's voice. I thought it must be the KTM's announcement thus continue to make my way to the usual place where I always wait the Komuter. While waiting, I saw 2 new KTM staff standing in front of a lady sitting on the bench..I saw her talking to her handphone..Through my earphone, I decided to eavesdrop and this is what I heard...
Lady : Huwaaaa...sampai hati abang buat macam ni, setelah apa yang kita lalui (By this time,my eyes feel like popping out from the socket)
KTM Staff: Kak, kenapa ni..Sabar la.. (The 2 male staff trying their best to console her)
And by this time the lady's voice is getting louder..
Lady: Kenapa abang buat xxx menderita. xxx cintakan abang (Huh terus rasa macam tengok drama swasta kejap..mana taknya siap hentak-hentak kaki)
The 2 KTM's staff look at me trying to get my sympathy...Haha sorry la yer..saya tak reti nak berdrama swasta pepagi ni. I just want to go to work. And then, out of no where there is this Pakcik. From the way he dressed, he looked like orang alim. He walk to the 2 staff and kindly ask what happened..After being told by one of the staff..
Pakcik: Nak, sabar nak...Tak elok anak dara menangis depan orang ramai (huwaa pakcik tu hebat and cool...mana dia tau yang menangis ni anak dara?? Hebat-hebat..hehehe)
And what really surprise me, after the girl heard what the pakcik said, she start to sob even louder...
Lady : Abang, xxx masih cintakan abang..sampai hati abang..huwaaaaaaaa (She later throw her handphone to the floor and hit one of the KTM staff.. Kesian staff tu, tak pasal-pasal)
I can feel that everyone started to get annoy by this lady's behaviour. I think that pakcik mesti rasa macam nak tampar laju-laju jer kat minah tu..Me?? I tried my best to stay as far as possible from the dr
ama..Even masa Komuter sampai pun, I was the first one boarding the train... Malu weyh..Dah la perempuan, sebangsa pulak tu..
Seriously, I just don't understand why must girl throw away their dignity just because of 1 guy...worth it ker melalak tempat awam hanya kerana seorang lelaki yang entah yer or entah tidak gonna be your life partner one day..My parent never teach me to be this low. It is a disgrace to see a Malay lady like her behaved in that kind of behaviour.. If the guy did cheat on you, save every last bit of your dignity and move on..He is stupid for leaving you. Why must you behaving this way?? He is not going to come back and worse people only talk bad things about you without even knowing who's the real culprit really is..Malu sorang-sorang jer..
To girls out there, love can be blind. But blind people can still use their brain to think before doing anything. If ever this situation happens to you, please and please hold your dignity and not to stoop to the lowest level. Jangan la buat malu kaum..
Posted by The Conversationalist at 9:40 PM 4 comments
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Digi collaborating with CELCOM?? Say it isnt soooo!!!
Owh god!! My eyes are playing tricks on me.. It cannot be true.. Please tell me I am dreaming. This is so unfair, though I already know that life is supposed to be unfair. Tapi kenapa benda ni terjadi?? Huwaa...Digi, how can you make this stupid collaboration with CELCOM (read this)?? Of all the telco we have in Malaysia, why do you have to choose them?? Their services is at not as par as what you have offered..
I know that this is a business decision, but should a customer have a say on this issue?? I for once hate CELCOM's services. They suck big time. I used CELCOM for nearly 10 years before changing to DiGi. 10 years of pure torture. It is not just me. The whole family used CELCOM and now we have been a loyal supporter of the fat yellow guy...hehehe
I may sound dramatic, but hey am I to be blamed when after 10 years all you got is a total headache. Owh by the way, CELCOM u still owe me rm126. Jangan buat-buat lupa. I will wait till the doomsday... Erm, anyone know about Maxis services. I think I might need to reconsider my telco provider again..huuu
Posted by The Conversationalist at 12:29 AM 4 comments
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Facts about KTM Komuter
I never thought that one insignificant even would lead to a major chaos. I guessed that all Malaysian had already knew about what happened to our Komuter service for the past three days (yang tak tau tu, u better crawl inside a cave and die). The Komuter service was disrupt due to a cargo train derailed near Bank Negara. So, the miserable story of my life begins...
As usual, I am a loyal user
of public transportation . I've used all kind of public transport and I even have to take 2 different mode of public transportation just to get to work everyday. I also have seen the good, the bad and the fugly things about public transportation. So when the government announced the NKRA to improve the urban public transportation, I was quite skeptical..No, wait a minute, I laughed at the idea so bad that my tummy hurt.
I would not say much about the train derailment. Nak buat macam mana dah nak terbalik. I don't have any superpower to stop such things from happening. But what irks me was the inefficiency of the KTM Berhad to handle this matter. Let me explain in-depth the example of their inefficiency.
1. Lack of Communication
I reached KL Sentral Monday morning to board the train to my office and I discovered that all Touch n Go are not working. I noticed KTM's staff standing 5 meter away from me with a lady in front of him. I try to get his attention but to no avail thus I decided to increase the volume of my voice. Success!! He finally noticed me (mana nak dengar kalau sibuk mengayat). I tell him about my problem and he rudely said to me "Try lagi skali". WTH?? How many times do I have repeating the same process?? After a few try, I managed to go down to the platform only to discover there are sea of people there. But hey, its a usual scenario for KTM Komuter and I don't give a damn. Until I heard someone saying, train rosak and tak boleh jalan. After a few minutes, come the security officer telling us that we should get an alternative transport. Huh?? Apasal tak bagitau awal2.. And mind you, the derailment happened at 12 midnight, therefore all KTM's staff should know about this. Habis yang mamat KTM yang sibuk nak mengorat tu tak bagi tau awal-awal, apasal?? Makan gaji buta ker??
2. Inconsiderate
The next day I try to use the Komuter again, this time KTM has already open 1 route for all for destination. So, delay in all train schedule is expected. I clearly understand that situation, but what I did not understand is when I have to be in a crowded train, and the train is at a complete stop with air-conditioner being switch-off..Bengong ker apa?? I don't care about me, what about makcik-makcik and pregnant ladies in the train?? It must have been a painful experience for them. And again, the passengers were left in the dark without knowing what happened. Ikut hati rasa macam nak terjun dari train tu.
3. Ladies' Coach is not for ladies, KTM Berhad just stick the pictures so that the train would look pretty
Ini yang paling bodoh. I always thought that the ladies' coach are for ladies and men are not allowed to board that section. Or am I wrong?? I noticed that there are many guys inside the ladies's coach and they don't feel embarrassed about that. I'm talking about manly man here, not the type who suffered from major spine problem a.k.a Pondan. I decided to politely tell a guy to board the normal coach. His answer "Weyh apasal sibuk?? Ko tak nampak ker ramai je lelaki dalam coach ni?" Huh?? WTH?? And this incident happened right in front of an auxiliary police who I assumed that part of her duty is to ensure no guy is allowed to enter the ladies' coach. I was looking at that police, and she just smile and went away like nothing ever happened. I was so pissed off and so did Cik Nun. At the time I feel like kicking her 3 inch make-up covered face with my 2 and a half inch heels. Biar padan muka. Keje kat situ setakat tayang muka jer ker?? Haish.
4. The staff are not there to help you, instead they are there to laugh at you when you are being crushed by other passenger
No doubt that due to this derailment, all train would be packed like sardines in a can. In fact I think sardines Cap Ayam would have more space in the can compare to what I have in the train every day. Peop
le would try their best to push you every time they have the chance and the worst is at KL Sentral station. You cannot even find your way out from the train since people are pushing from all directions. But you can also notice there was a tiny voice sometimes with chuckle saying "Beri laluan, beri laluan". However, the physical person is no where to be found. Finally, when you have successfully get yourself out from the misery, you can see a bunch of KTM staff or sometimes the auxiliary police were having a chat among them. They were exchanging gossips instead of monitoring the situation. Once I was so pissed of, I just scream at the top of my lung "Staff KTM makan gaji buta". They were all looking at me with evil eyes. Do I care? Nope because part of my tax money are being used to pay their salary. So, shut up and do your work.
So there goes, a few example of KTM Komuter's inefficiency. Some people might say, why just scream at your blog and did not do anything about it. Well my friend, I have complained to the press, to KTM and even to the Ministry about the inefficiency. I guess they just use my letters and email to alas tempat makan dorang je kot. So, now you guys can understand why I didn't believe in this NKRA stuff. I think this is just a popularity contest. Sapa yang boleh settle their KPIs first. Tanya Minister of Transportation, pernah ker dia rasa duduk dalam Komuter sesak takder air-cond for more than 30 minutes, pernah ker kaki dia tersepit in between the platform or pernah ker dia kena sexually harassed in the Komuter?? Kalau setakat setahun sekali naik Komuter pakai bodyguard, please go and crawl inside a cave and die. You didn't even know what the Rakyat feel, so stop making stupid promises.
Posted by The Conversationalist at 10:46 PM 5 comments