Malaysia

Malaysia was once in my eyes, the safest place on earth. Far away from the thugs and serial killers out in the West, our country was seemingly a refugee away from what was bad and tragic. Sure, we fought Japanese during the Second Wolrd War and had had an ongoing battle against British occupation since the 18th century, as well as the Portuguese in the 16th century. Yet, there weren't tales of massacre, of power mad leaders and vengeful murderers. There wasn't the extreme racism once practised in South Africa or even in the US!

Malaysia was a refuge from all that was wrong in this world. The ppl were frenly, tolerant and caring - hey, even the tourist brochures said so! The Asian culture of caring for ur neighbour and being hospitable to him/her was one ingrained into my upbringing. Life was good, idyllic and peaceful.Of late tho, I've been made to look twice at this refure I once considered home - the reports of thotless murders and brutal rape (incest included) that have recently made headlines also make me wonder: if u can't consider ur own home safe, where can u go? Sure, the senseless and tragic murder of Canny Ong or Norrita Samsuddin (if she were murdered) were catalysts to my traing of thot but those fears stemmed way back, when increasingly, murder without motive, and rape, not just of young women but those who were old, handicapped and pregnant (not to mention, children) appeared more and more frequently in the papers.

When after reading headline after disturbing headline in the local papers, I thot to myself.. what is the world coming to?? Even closer to home, what is the state (ormore accurately, the state of mind) of our country coming to? There was once a time in our past when locals helped needy strangers and even invited them into their homes. Now, such an act would be thot of as gross stupidity. These days, if a stranger begs for help outside ur home, u shut him/her out; if u see a man/woman bleeding in ur path, u close ur eyes and move on. Onlookers would call u heartless but with so many tales of conmen disguising as needy, hapless strangers who then take advantage of the situation, how can one be sure anymore?

Now, the Malaysian society is so much more guarded - has had to be so much more guarded - thanks to the sorry result of cause and effect. To be fair, the rising crime rate isn't just a calamity suffered by those in our country. It's a worldwide problem caused, many believe, by the degradation of morals and the promotion of modern ideals e.g materialism, pressure to succeed, emphasis on peers and standing, rather than family.

Comparatively, our country's still a relatively safe place: open riots are an extreme rarity and democracy of thot within reason is still allowed. They say the grass always looks greener on the other side and it's true. Yes, Malaysia's not as safe as it once was but so are most parts of the world. Whatever it is, it's still home to me, becoz it's where I grew up, where my happiest memories were formed. To truly appreciate Malaysia, I think one should travel to other seemingly foreign and exotic locales (somewhere within Asia is enough for me), where I've had abused heaped upon me just becoz I'm different and therefore seen as inferior. Now that has never been the case in Malaysia, my home.

It's all good

I went to CF to return my uniforms. RT was there and I stayed for about half an hr there. My ex-colleagues said I have helped quite a bit by complaining to the HR about the services. I was surprised to know that the very next day, HR manager held a meeting with RT and screwed the Operations Manager. Would love to see the look on her face..

My brother has a blog of his own. I remembered the first time I told him about my blog. He actually said it was crap and a waste of time. Yeah. Look who has one now. It's the same guy who said he doesn't wanna get married and now.. he's happily married. It's all good.

I got an offer to work as an AE with a very well known advertising company. First of all, I don't have any experience as an AE although the person who offered me the job says training will be provided.Other than that, I do have other concerns. Maybe I'll talk to one of my bros about it.

CF

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I've resigned from CF. Had the longest exit interview ever! Just when I thot it was over, she asked me more and more about the company. Long story short, I got out of it just fine. Altho I did bitch about the other department, which is really worth bitching about bcoz they bloody treat us consultants like retards. What the fuck is that all about? Was it really necessary for u (i'm imagining myself pointing my finger to the person from the other department whilst saying this) to call us STUPID? U claim u don't have to exercise coz ur body fat % is low? Woman.. will u take a fucking good look at urself in the mirror? U're freaking flabby... yeah, I have the rights to say all this coz I do exercise.. and I don't call ppl stupid for making a small mistake. Everyone makes a mistake, even she does it too... A whole lot of times, mind u. Mann.. feels good to let it out!

it's me

A couple of nights ago, mlm Jumaat to be exact... I couldn't sleep. Had teh o ais limau with Mokh earlier that evening. Teh mamak always leaves me wide awake. God knows why. So there I was on my bed, tossing and turning when I heard something hit against my window. I was dozing off at the time I heard it. Well, almost dozing off. I ignored the sound and closed my eyes tightly. Takut lah u know. Again I heard the stupid sound and this time, it came with a whistling of somewhat sound. And what did I do? I just had to look at the window.. (curiosity killed the cat).. ta-daaaa.. I saw something floating! Fuck man!!! I scrambled out of bed, my blanket flying above me.. tunggang terbalik (can't believe i actually know this word!) kinda thing and ran to my parents' room. Yeah yeah.. I slept with them for that nyte.. so what? Shoot me!

I was sick for almost a wk. Actually it exceeded a wk. Got a lil wee bit worried so went to see the doctor. "Oh no worries.. u're just having a flu. Take this 2 times a wk and u'll be fine in no time". Yeah ryte. 3 days later, I was still freaking sick. Went to see the same doctor, again.. (my mistake) and gave me more pills (wwwwoooohhhhhoooooo!!! =P) and went home, slept like there's no tomorrow. 2 days later, went to work.. and still feeling dizzy, decided to go home. Later that week, went to see another doctor. He's actually the doctor I used to go to when I was staying in KJ. Last time I checked, I was there... 3 yrs ago!! They still have my record and yeayyy.. he remembers me. Who wouldn't? Hahaha. Anyway, after several times of checking my blood pressure and stuff.... he told me the news...

To be continued... =)