最近活的很累，心累。
挫折感挺重的。
身邊突然蹦出很多鳥人。
（怎麽聼起來像 Pokémon 突然從地底蹦出來的感覺？）
不知道是自己太小心眼，還是事實本就如此。
拼命告訴自己要沉得住氣，直到離開這個環境的一天。
酒醉只會笑的我，現在不知道會不會忍不住眼淚。
感覺我一向無限的樂天都要被消耗殆盡了。
十月的五月天，想必會潰提吧。
平時笑嘻嘻的，好像就悲慘的注定被別人歸類為沒血沒淚一樣。
好久一段時間都沒有自憐自哀了，能把我逼成這樣也算有本事了。
抱怨完畢，繼續前進。
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Sunday, November 17, 2013
10天3个城市19个飞行小时之后，终于回到与世无争的城堡，脱掉袜子、踢掉靴子，舒服的摊
在熟悉的沙发上享受一杯热蜂蜜水，放松。
日本的海关超严，耗了很久才让我过。Check in 柜台旁的伯伯还指错路，害我从2楼跑到4楼再跑回2楼，但也不能全怪他，自身判断力有待加强。
台北常住的平价旅社涨价了（毕竟已两年），订另一家，到了才发现天啊，没电梯！*晕*
九份有名的雨伞达人迁走了。到了台北3天都在下雨，就是忍到去那里才买伞的，结果扑了个空。之后发现师大夜市的选择也很多，买了两把。
伞买了，隔天马上变热，雨也不下了 :(
心血来潮想去猫空喝茶看书，缆车才过一站就因为山上风太大而停驶 *OMG* 时间也不早了，就干脆不去了，所以我到现在还不知道猫空到底长怎样？
到了这里，只有一种感觉
“好吧，我一定是被谁诅咒了，反正都已经酱了，还有什么都丢过来吧！”
还真的丢。
这一切的一切，总该有个最终完结篇。
大的来了。
到了桃园机场，赫然发现行李重量40公斤。
因为是员工机票，而我们家又不飞台湾，所以没办法买了别家的，所以只容许20公斤的 check in 重量。
天啊！杀了我吧！
但这时候杞人忧天也没用，只好马上开始整理，准备把至少20公斤的重量揽身上。
花了大概20分钟，地勤是个笑容可拘的男生，人超好。
好不容易把行李 check in 之后，我扛着大包小包往登机口奔去。
明明整个穿的像 rocker 一样，结果落得像要回乡下探亲似的，就只差没捉了只鸡，酷劲都没了。
登记口的地勤赐我一个鄙视的眼神，还说如果我在香港还必须转机，那麻烦可就大了。
我只能撒谎说没转，然后道歉，我也不想这么狼狈啊！
从没试过这样，不知道这次为什么会买那么多，我以后也不会了，实在是太折腾人了！
到了香港机场，又继续扛着重物穿梭机场，真是要人命的！
但又能怎样？
自作孽，不可活。
领了行李，马上找连的上网路的地方，买自家的机票，行李重量可以 check in 多一点 - 30公斤。
谁知香港地勤超机车，虽然我的 check in 没超重，她看了一眼我的两个手提行李，竟然叫我放上去秤，结果单一个手提就7公斤。
她就说要付超重费，一公斤240港币。
设法跟她谈了一下，毕竟那天一半都会是空的，而且手提通常也不会被要求秤重。
她态度非常强硬，然后叫我20分钟再回去柜台。
我把握时机，马上到一旁把新鞋还有面膜的盒子丢一丢，但这些也不会有多少重量。
于是我忍痛决定把小米酒、梅酒、麻辣小鱼干和三包梅干都丢了。
但想想觉得太浪费了，就推着行李车在机场里找寻一些看似比较年长的清洁阿姨。
叫住了一个阿姨，她转身脸还蛮臭的，一听说我因为行李超重，有东西要给她，马上露出裂嘴笑。
虽然心痛，但至少东西都给了可以享用它们的人。
随后顺利免付超重费，上了飞机。
这趟旅程总是不太顺，但庆幸都还能勉强挺过去了。
可是。。。。。
天杀的，我现在真的好想吃梅干啊啊啊~~~！！！
在熟悉的沙发上享受一杯热蜂蜜水，放松。
日本的海关超严，耗了很久才让我过。Check in 柜台旁的伯伯还指错路，害我从2楼跑到4楼再跑回2楼，但也不能全怪他，自身判断力有待加强。
台北常住的平价旅社涨价了（毕竟已两年），订另一家，到了才发现天啊，没电梯！*晕*
九份有名的雨伞达人迁走了。到了台北3天都在下雨，就是忍到去那里才买伞的，结果扑了个空。之后发现师大夜市的选择也很多，买了两把。
伞买了，隔天马上变热，雨也不下了 :(
心血来潮想去猫空喝茶看书，缆车才过一站就因为山上风太大而停驶 *OMG* 时间也不早了，就干脆不去了，所以我到现在还不知道猫空到底长怎样？
到了这里，只有一种感觉
“好吧，我一定是被谁诅咒了，反正都已经酱了，还有什么都丢过来吧！”
还真的丢。
这一切的一切，总该有个最终完结篇。
大的来了。
到了桃园机场，赫然发现行李重量40公斤。
因为是员工机票，而我们家又不飞台湾，所以没办法买了别家的，所以只容许20公斤的 check in 重量。
天啊！杀了我吧！
但这时候杞人忧天也没用，只好马上开始整理，准备把至少20公斤的重量揽身上。
花了大概20分钟，地勤是个笑容可拘的男生，人超好。
好不容易把行李 check in 之后，我扛着大包小包往登机口奔去。
明明整个穿的像 rocker 一样，结果落得像要回乡下探亲似的，就只差没捉了只鸡，酷劲都没了。
登记口的地勤赐我一个鄙视的眼神，还说如果我在香港还必须转机，那麻烦可就大了。
我只能撒谎说没转，然后道歉，我也不想这么狼狈啊！
从没试过这样，不知道这次为什么会买那么多，我以后也不会了，实在是太折腾人了！
到了香港机场，又继续扛着重物穿梭机场，真是要人命的！
但又能怎样？
自作孽，不可活。
领了行李，马上找连的上网路的地方，买自家的机票，行李重量可以 check in 多一点 - 30公斤。
谁知香港地勤超机车，虽然我的 check in 没超重，她看了一眼我的两个手提行李，竟然叫我放上去秤，结果单一个手提就7公斤。
她就说要付超重费，一公斤240港币。
设法跟她谈了一下，毕竟那天一半都会是空的，而且手提通常也不会被要求秤重。
她态度非常强硬，然后叫我20分钟再回去柜台。
我把握时机，马上到一旁把新鞋还有面膜的盒子丢一丢，但这些也不会有多少重量。
于是我忍痛决定把小米酒、梅酒、麻辣小鱼干和三包梅干都丢了。
但想想觉得太浪费了，就推着行李车在机场里找寻一些看似比较年长的清洁阿姨。
叫住了一个阿姨，她转身脸还蛮臭的，一听说我因为行李超重，有东西要给她，马上露出裂嘴笑。
虽然心痛，但至少东西都给了可以享用它们的人。
随后顺利免付超重费，上了飞机。
这趟旅程总是不太顺，但庆幸都还能勉强挺过去了。
可是。。。。。
天杀的，我现在真的好想吃梅干啊啊啊~~~！！！
Wednesday, June 12, 2013
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Tuesday, August 31, 2010
是是非非
或许我真的精神有问题，但如果我连自己听到的，都不能相信，那我还能相信什么？
而且就是因为听到时，不敢相信自己的耳朵，还向对方确认了一下，对方还说，“对，就是那样”。
如果这样都还能出错的话，那我不知道是我耳朵有问题，还是那个人的表达能力有待加强。
而且就是因为听到时，不敢相信自己的耳朵，还向对方确认了一下，对方还说，“对，就是那样”。
如果这样都还能出错的话，那我不知道是我耳朵有问题，还是那个人的表达能力有待加强。
Tuesday, May 04, 2010
@$%*&#!!!
Just because I dress like a slob doesn't mean I can't afford an RM2.00 lightbulb. It simply means I'm a slob.
Just because I am buying an RM29.00 lamp doesn't mean I'm a cheapskate. I just don't deem it necessary to buy an overly expensive lamp only for my bathroom.
Although I AM a cheapskate sometimes, that's for me to say but not for you to judge.
Just because I open the lamp box doesn't mean I'm gonna sneak the RM2.00 lightbulb inside so that I don't need to pay for it.
I really don't understand what is it with these people!
Is it my face? Is it the way I dress?
Is it a crime not to go to the neighbourhood mall in a fancy outfit?
And do they really have to think that people who don't look rich are poor folks who are potential thieves?
The world is sick.
So sick.
In fact, someone forgot to charge me RM17.00 for a tiramisu the other day and I actually reminded them to.
Some people might think I'm a fool for doing this but I don't feel good taking what I did not pay for.
How's that for thinking I'm trying to sneak a pathetic RM2.00 lightbulb home?
Just because I am buying an RM29.00 lamp doesn't mean I'm a cheapskate. I just don't deem it necessary to buy an overly expensive lamp only for my bathroom.
Although I AM a cheapskate sometimes, that's for me to say but not for you to judge.
Just because I open the lamp box doesn't mean I'm gonna sneak the RM2.00 lightbulb inside so that I don't need to pay for it.
I really don't understand what is it with these people!
Is it my face? Is it the way I dress?
Is it a crime not to go to the neighbourhood mall in a fancy outfit?
And do they really have to think that people who don't look rich are poor folks who are potential thieves?
The world is sick.
So sick.
In fact, someone forgot to charge me RM17.00 for a tiramisu the other day and I actually reminded them to.
Some people might think I'm a fool for doing this but I don't feel good taking what I did not pay for.
How's that for thinking I'm trying to sneak a pathetic RM2.00 lightbulb home?
Monday, May 03, 2010
燃烧吧！
有些人，为什么要说一套，做的又是另一套呢？
除了家人、男朋友和某些把我惹毛的陌生人（态度不佳的售货员、插队的猪头等等）之外，我都不会对别人发脾气的。
有什么事都会忍下来，我可以很自豪的大声说，我的忍功真不是盖的！
尤其是知道错的是自己时，怎么骂我都没关系，因为是自己错了，我也没有那种脸皮去反驳。
可是为什么明明受害者是我，我也努力把急速上升的怒气给吞了回去，结果还要被犯了错的人大吼大叫的对待呢？
之后还因为担心对方而道歉，即便错的并不是自己，该道歉的人也不是我。
我到底是有多笨啊我？！
有时真的很气自己。
没事忍耐力那么好干嘛？
结果却一再的在吃闷亏。
偶尔发发脾气，表达一下心里的感受不就好了吗？
EQ太高原来也是一种病。
除了家人、男朋友和某些把我惹毛的陌生人（态度不佳的售货员、插队的猪头等等）之外，我都不会对别人发脾气的。
有什么事都会忍下来，我可以很自豪的大声说，我的忍功真不是盖的！
尤其是知道错的是自己时，怎么骂我都没关系，因为是自己错了，我也没有那种脸皮去反驳。
可是为什么明明受害者是我，我也努力把急速上升的怒气给吞了回去，结果还要被犯了错的人大吼大叫的对待呢？
之后还因为担心对方而道歉，即便错的并不是自己，该道歉的人也不是我。
我到底是有多笨啊我？！
有时真的很气自己。
没事忍耐力那么好干嘛？
结果却一再的在吃闷亏。
偶尔发发脾气，表达一下心里的感受不就好了吗？
EQ太高原来也是一种病。
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
厄运退散，好运降临
冰岛火山爆发。
玉树7.1级大地震。
我对这些，完完全全没啥感觉。
你也许觉得我没人性，也许觉得我冷血。
但我觉得这是自然界维持平衡的唯一方法。
地球人口暴增，唯有牺牲掉一些人，才能让其余的人继续活下去。
要不然地球的资源，都会被人类给败光。
世界末日将近，所以天灾人祸越来越频繁。
海蒂大地震。
台湾莫拉克台风。
每隔几个月就来这样一则惊世骇俗的世界新闻，久而久之，这些都不再惊世骇俗了。
一次，我问一位商务舱的乘客要不要报纸，他说，“这世界已经够灰暗了，我不想把自己搞的更不开心。”
啊，多么中肯的一句话啊！
2010年4月21日。
今天，搜狗、土豆网和其它千千万万中国的网站都暂时关闭一天，以悼念玉树的伤亡，和为这片被抖动的大地震至四分五裂的土地祈福。
大地到底是因为生气而发抖，还是因为哭泣而抽畜呢？
今天，我上不了娱乐网站。
很自私吧，那么多人饱受煎熬，我却在想着为什么看不到康熙来了。
我也很有可能会因为航线的干扰，7天的假期都被捆在杜拜。
纵使我有多么同情那些受天灾蹂躏的人们，说到底，我都只是个想继续过生活的平凡人。
看到这些新闻的时候，只会说几句，“哇，好可怕”，“好可怜”之类的话。
但又有谁会真正去做些什么呢？
其实心中真正的想法是“还好这没发生在我身上”。
但照这些灾难发生的频繁度看来，也许很快就会轮到自己了。
直到那时，我还是会苟延残喘的活着，拼命的呼吸着每一口空气。
嗯，就是这样，还是别想那么多比较好。
因为世界末日降临的那一刻，我们全部都将回归于这片土地，或和大气层融为一体，无一幸免。
现在想想，其实我不该这么沮丧的。
还有很多要付全额机票而且还订了酒店的人们还被捆在海外，回不了家，或去不了期待已久的假期。
比起他们，我只是损失了点时间，荷包并没被烧了个比大气层还大的洞。
好吧，负面的气已经被我排出体外了，希望正面的气会为我带来不一样的结果吧！
玉树7.1级大地震。
我对这些，完完全全没啥感觉。
你也许觉得我没人性，也许觉得我冷血。
但我觉得这是自然界维持平衡的唯一方法。
地球人口暴增，唯有牺牲掉一些人，才能让其余的人继续活下去。
要不然地球的资源，都会被人类给败光。
世界末日将近，所以天灾人祸越来越频繁。
海蒂大地震。
台湾莫拉克台风。
每隔几个月就来这样一则惊世骇俗的世界新闻，久而久之，这些都不再惊世骇俗了。
一次，我问一位商务舱的乘客要不要报纸，他说，“这世界已经够灰暗了，我不想把自己搞的更不开心。”
啊，多么中肯的一句话啊！
2010年4月21日。
今天，搜狗、土豆网和其它千千万万中国的网站都暂时关闭一天，以悼念玉树的伤亡，和为这片被抖动的大地震至四分五裂的土地祈福。
大地到底是因为生气而发抖，还是因为哭泣而抽畜呢？
今天，我上不了娱乐网站。
很自私吧，那么多人饱受煎熬，我却在想着为什么看不到康熙来了。
我也很有可能会因为航线的干扰，7天的假期都被捆在杜拜。
纵使我有多么同情那些受天灾蹂躏的人们，说到底，我都只是个想继续过生活的平凡人。
看到这些新闻的时候，只会说几句，“哇，好可怕”，“好可怜”之类的话。
但又有谁会真正去做些什么呢？
其实心中真正的想法是“还好这没发生在我身上”。
但照这些灾难发生的频繁度看来，也许很快就会轮到自己了。
直到那时，我还是会苟延残喘的活着，拼命的呼吸着每一口空气。
嗯，就是这样，还是别想那么多比较好。
因为世界末日降临的那一刻，我们全部都将回归于这片土地，或和大气层融为一体，无一幸免。
现在想想，其实我不该这么沮丧的。
还有很多要付全额机票而且还订了酒店的人们还被捆在海外，回不了家，或去不了期待已久的假期。
比起他们，我只是损失了点时间，荷包并没被烧了个比大气层还大的洞。
好吧，负面的气已经被我排出体外了，希望正面的气会为我带来不一样的结果吧！
Thursday, April 08, 2010
那一天，好运背着我，逃家了
刚搬了新家，心情超好的，突然惊觉过去两年我到底错过了什么。
原来能按照自己的意愿，随时到楼下买到新鲜的食物，是那么棒的一件事！
几天前和室友到IKEA买了些家庭用品，运气还真够背的！
我想买个放肥皂的碟子，找了很久，室友终于帮我物色到价钱经济，且设计简单典雅的肥皂碟，结果没货了，只剩下陈列品。
因为陈列品没有物品编号，于是我向IKEA的工作人员要了编号，以便付账。
此时我也发现碟子上有小缺陷，想起楼上陈列室有另一个一模一样且也是陈列品的碟子，于是便和室友自行跑去把它给换了。
付账的时候，收银员竟然多收了我20块钱，我还在想会不会是之前自己看错价钱了呢。
但朋友说她之前看到的价钱跟我看到的是一样的，总不可能两个人都看错吧，一定是写编号给我的人抄错了。
于是我们又跑回陈列室，问了另一位工作人员，发现之前那个编号真的是错的！
而且只要点击编号，还会显示物品的照片，真不知道刚刚那个人怎么还会查错！
一定是没好好查。
取得了对的物品编号后，我向客服柜台的人员解释了一下，原以为应该是简简单单的就能把这件事情处理好，而且我和我室友也很累了，要知道我们两个最近不知为何身体都不太舒服。
结果因为那个肥皂碟是陈列品，没有被注册到存货单里，所以技术上这个东西是不存在的，不存在的话又怎么能退货呢？
肥皂碟就这样被一个人传到另一个人手上，我们也在一旁不知不觉的摊成一团，可能血糖太低了吧。
室友说我应该适时的向工作人员发一发脾气，好让他们赶一赶进度，但我也已经有气无力了，再发脾气搞不好还会断气咧！
只是对于我的室友，我其实还觉得蛮抱歉的，她隔天还有一趟很早的航班，还要陪我为这种鸟事奔波。
原本对于IKEA的员工不抱太大期望，而且又是在这个办事效率极低的沙国，但发现他们的服务出奇的好，而且主管还频频向我道歉，对于我只是为了个小小的肥皂碟而必须等那么久，感到非常抱歉。
这件事好像也给那个主管添了不少麻烦，她气呼呼的吩咐她的属下一定要把那个给错我物品编号的人揪出来，但询问了我之后，仍然搞不清楚那个人到底是谁，因为我又没跟她要名字，而且我的形容可能也太烂了吧。
搞定了这件无聊事后，饿的不成样子的我们恨不得把IKEA整个都吃下肚，但因为不想对我们的消化系统造成不必要的负担，还是决定吃一些比较正常的东西。
选了一家从来没去过的咖啡厅，因为比较靠近，而且也有供应意大利面和一些简单的餐点。
蘑菇汤一上桌，我们就突然有种“好。。。。特别哦”，那种想自我安慰的心情。
汤是浅橘色的，味道酸酸的，如果不是我自己点的餐，我还真不知道我在喝的是蘑菇汤咧!
我心想，“嗯，意大利面应该会OK吧”，而且我点的是牛肉意大利面（他们也就只有两个选择），那么简单应该不会出错吧？
意大利面一上桌，光是用目测的，我都觉得它从头到尾，从酱料到面条，从一开始，就是个天大的错误。
我都已经差点就饿鬼俯身了，照理说应该吃什么都好吃才对，就算是被浸泡在马桶里的marshmallow，我应该也会照单全收。
但那碟意大利面，我还真的
没办法。
我室友也不好过，她的那碗沙拉是很大份没错，但这种东西这么大份还反倒是种折磨！
听她说那沙拉油还真的酸到一个不行。
刚刚那蘑菇汤也是酸的，她有种胃酸倒流的感觉。
我呢，喝了那么酸的汤，还没办法好好填补我肚子的空虚感，因为眼前的“佳肴”连个马桶软糖都不如，我不止感到幸酸，还因为这些寒酸的食物而极度胃酸呐！
我不是没有努力过，而且我最讨厌浪费食物了，可以的话，我的碟子盘子都像被Ghostbuster的Slimer 舔过一样，连渣都不剩。
两份蘑菇汤，一碟意大利面，一份沙拉，一杯橙汁，这样吃下来还要上百元！
这是我吃过最贵最难吃的一餐！
这餐过后，我们的肚子还是觉得很空虚，而且心想怎么我们那么倒霉啊？
先是因为别人的错误而浪费了一小时，然后再进了一家黑店，原来我们以前常经过那家店却都没有进去是有原因的，我想我们敏锐的潜意识应该已经发现那家店的真面目了，只是因为那天太累，潜意识病了到诊所挂号去了，所以我们才没意识到即将到来的危机。
身心极度疲惫且严重受创的我们走进了另一家咖啡厅，是我们再熟悉不过的咖啡厅，心想，够了，今天已经够了。
出师不利，还是暂时把冒险精神安抚好，到一个熟悉的地方，吃一点熟悉的食物，没什么比这些更能让人安心的了。
不是我迷信，但不知道为什么每次我想尝试新的料理时，结果都会让我后悔不已，所以我这个人在吃方面是很没冒险精神的。
只点了两份tiramisu，连饮料都没心情点了。
入口即化的穆斯，让我觉得到了天堂，也让我们一肚子的气湮灭了不少。
听说tiramisu的意思是“带我走”。
对，带我走，带我逃离那家黑店！
食物，本来就该这样。
让人忘记不愉快的事情，只沉浸在食物所带来的欢愉中。
坐在熟悉的咖啡厅里，我噗一声笑了出来。
这是什么日子啊？
运气背成这样。
原来能按照自己的意愿，随时到楼下买到新鲜的食物，是那么棒的一件事！
几天前和室友到IKEA买了些家庭用品，运气还真够背的！
我想买个放肥皂的碟子，找了很久，室友终于帮我物色到价钱经济，且设计简单典雅的肥皂碟，结果没货了，只剩下陈列品。
因为陈列品没有物品编号，于是我向IKEA的工作人员要了编号，以便付账。
此时我也发现碟子上有小缺陷，想起楼上陈列室有另一个一模一样且也是陈列品的碟子，于是便和室友自行跑去把它给换了。
付账的时候，收银员竟然多收了我20块钱，我还在想会不会是之前自己看错价钱了呢。
但朋友说她之前看到的价钱跟我看到的是一样的，总不可能两个人都看错吧，一定是写编号给我的人抄错了。
于是我们又跑回陈列室，问了另一位工作人员，发现之前那个编号真的是错的！
而且只要点击编号，还会显示物品的照片，真不知道刚刚那个人怎么还会查错！
一定是没好好查。
取得了对的物品编号后，我向客服柜台的人员解释了一下，原以为应该是简简单单的就能把这件事情处理好，而且我和我室友也很累了，要知道我们两个最近不知为何身体都不太舒服。
结果因为那个肥皂碟是陈列品，没有被注册到存货单里，所以技术上这个东西是不存在的，不存在的话又怎么能退货呢？
肥皂碟就这样被一个人传到另一个人手上，我们也在一旁不知不觉的摊成一团，可能血糖太低了吧。
室友说我应该适时的向工作人员发一发脾气，好让他们赶一赶进度，但我也已经有气无力了，再发脾气搞不好还会断气咧！
只是对于我的室友，我其实还觉得蛮抱歉的，她隔天还有一趟很早的航班，还要陪我为这种鸟事奔波。
原本对于IKEA的员工不抱太大期望，而且又是在这个办事效率极低的沙国，但发现他们的服务出奇的好，而且主管还频频向我道歉，对于我只是为了个小小的肥皂碟而必须等那么久，感到非常抱歉。
这件事好像也给那个主管添了不少麻烦，她气呼呼的吩咐她的属下一定要把那个给错我物品编号的人揪出来，但询问了我之后，仍然搞不清楚那个人到底是谁，因为我又没跟她要名字，而且我的形容可能也太烂了吧。
搞定了这件无聊事后，饿的不成样子的我们恨不得把IKEA整个都吃下肚，但因为不想对我们的消化系统造成不必要的负担，还是决定吃一些比较正常的东西。
选了一家从来没去过的咖啡厅，因为比较靠近，而且也有供应意大利面和一些简单的餐点。
蘑菇汤一上桌，我们就突然有种“好。。。。特别哦”，那种想自我安慰的心情。
汤是浅橘色的，味道酸酸的，如果不是我自己点的餐，我还真不知道我在喝的是蘑菇汤咧!
我心想，“嗯，意大利面应该会OK吧”，而且我点的是牛肉意大利面（他们也就只有两个选择），那么简单应该不会出错吧？
意大利面一上桌，光是用目测的，我都觉得它从头到尾，从酱料到面条，从一开始，就是个天大的错误。
我都已经差点就饿鬼俯身了，照理说应该吃什么都好吃才对，就算是被浸泡在马桶里的marshmallow，我应该也会照单全收。
但那碟意大利面，我还真的
没办法。
我室友也不好过，她的那碗沙拉是很大份没错，但这种东西这么大份还反倒是种折磨！
听她说那沙拉油还真的酸到一个不行。
刚刚那蘑菇汤也是酸的，她有种胃酸倒流的感觉。
我呢，喝了那么酸的汤，还没办法好好填补我肚子的空虚感，因为眼前的“佳肴”连个马桶软糖都不如，我不止感到幸酸，还因为这些寒酸的食物而极度胃酸呐！
我不是没有努力过，而且我最讨厌浪费食物了，可以的话，我的碟子盘子都像被Ghostbuster的Slimer 舔过一样，连渣都不剩。
两份蘑菇汤，一碟意大利面，一份沙拉，一杯橙汁，这样吃下来还要上百元！
这是我吃过最贵最难吃的一餐！
这餐过后，我们的肚子还是觉得很空虚，而且心想怎么我们那么倒霉啊？
先是因为别人的错误而浪费了一小时，然后再进了一家黑店，原来我们以前常经过那家店却都没有进去是有原因的，我想我们敏锐的潜意识应该已经发现那家店的真面目了，只是因为那天太累，潜意识病了到诊所挂号去了，所以我们才没意识到即将到来的危机。
身心极度疲惫且严重受创的我们走进了另一家咖啡厅，是我们再熟悉不过的咖啡厅，心想，够了，今天已经够了。
出师不利，还是暂时把冒险精神安抚好，到一个熟悉的地方，吃一点熟悉的食物，没什么比这些更能让人安心的了。
不是我迷信，但不知道为什么每次我想尝试新的料理时，结果都会让我后悔不已，所以我这个人在吃方面是很没冒险精神的。
只点了两份tiramisu，连饮料都没心情点了。
入口即化的穆斯，让我觉得到了天堂，也让我们一肚子的气湮灭了不少。
听说tiramisu的意思是“带我走”。
对，带我走，带我逃离那家黑店！
食物，本来就该这样。
让人忘记不愉快的事情，只沉浸在食物所带来的欢愉中。
坐在熟悉的咖啡厅里，我噗一声笑了出来。
这是什么日子啊？
运气背成这样。
Tuesday, November 03, 2009
莫名其妙
最近，我没说过的话就有人硬说我有，我说过的又说我没说过，她自己说过的她却否认，她没说过的她却硬说她有。
听到这里，你应该也快发疯了吧？
我也是。
搞的我都以为我自己疯了。
我承认最近我的记性是前所未有的差，但有些事情我也没可能凭空想像出来吧！
除非我真的疯了。
唉，我也不知道该怎么办啦。
希望快点有事情发生，好证明我说的都是真的。
听到这里，你应该也快发疯了吧？
我也是。
搞的我都以为我自己疯了。
我承认最近我的记性是前所未有的差，但有些事情我也没可能凭空想像出来吧！
除非我真的疯了。
唉，我也不知道该怎么办啦。
希望快点有事情发生，好证明我说的都是真的。
Thursday, September 03, 2009
心好痛。。。
被冤枉真的很难受。
如果是被可恶的人冤枉也就算了，至少还能肆无忌惮的咒骂他，但冤枉我的人竟然是个好人，除了要骂他骂不出口之外，就算跟别人说，应该也没人会信我。
为什么我每次不管怎么努力，都没人看见呢？
反而我要是出一点什么差错，就被别人逮个正着。
坐在jumpseat准备降落的时候，才发现整整六个半小时的航班，我连一口水都没喝到，一次厕所也没上过。
这么努力的工作着，还要被人冤枉我做事没交代，没有团体精神。
真不明白为什么这么好的一个人竟然会这样冤枉我，就不能体谅一点吗？
被冤枉的时候，我知道对方已经有了先入为主的想法，我再多作解释也没用，反而可能会越描越黑，所以就只有道歉。
稍后有试着和对方解释一点点，让对方了解我的处境，但他根本就不想听，只是一眛的觉得是我的错就对了。
降落后，我只是说话的时候用字不慎，又被他训了一下。
我已经不想再多说什么了，他喜欢怎么想就怎么想吧，反正再说什么也没用。
真的很难过我付出的所有努力就这样被人否定掉。
我真的很想把眼泪往肚里吞，但眼泪好像太久没出来溜了，一直不停的流，害我一直要把眼泪鼻涕清一清。
还好没被别人发现，要不然又要把我冠上太过情绪化、无法控制情绪、不专业等的罪名。
不知道为什么我只要免税商品销量一多，就会有一些坏事发生。
希望这个魔咒快点解除吧！
神啊，救救我吧！
如果是被可恶的人冤枉也就算了，至少还能肆无忌惮的咒骂他，但冤枉我的人竟然是个好人，除了要骂他骂不出口之外，就算跟别人说，应该也没人会信我。
为什么我每次不管怎么努力，都没人看见呢？
反而我要是出一点什么差错，就被别人逮个正着。
坐在jumpseat准备降落的时候，才发现整整六个半小时的航班，我连一口水都没喝到，一次厕所也没上过。
这么努力的工作着，还要被人冤枉我做事没交代，没有团体精神。
真不明白为什么这么好的一个人竟然会这样冤枉我，就不能体谅一点吗？
被冤枉的时候，我知道对方已经有了先入为主的想法，我再多作解释也没用，反而可能会越描越黑，所以就只有道歉。
稍后有试着和对方解释一点点，让对方了解我的处境，但他根本就不想听，只是一眛的觉得是我的错就对了。
降落后，我只是说话的时候用字不慎，又被他训了一下。
我已经不想再多说什么了，他喜欢怎么想就怎么想吧，反正再说什么也没用。
真的很难过我付出的所有努力就这样被人否定掉。
我真的很想把眼泪往肚里吞，但眼泪好像太久没出来溜了，一直不停的流，害我一直要把眼泪鼻涕清一清。
还好没被别人发现，要不然又要把我冠上太过情绪化、无法控制情绪、不专业等的罪名。
不知道为什么我只要免税商品销量一多，就会有一些坏事发生。
希望这个魔咒快点解除吧！
神啊，救救我吧！
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
非人生活
今天被pull out去做一趟伊斯坦堡的航班。
就像我上一篇所说的一样，家里电话一响，还在睡梦中的我就睡眼惺忪的飚了脏话。
但也没办法，就只好认命了。
飞过去的时候还好，飞回来的时候我还真恨不得有人可以把我给杀了，或者我把机上的乘客统统都杀了也不错，长痛不如短痛。
从开始登机那一刻，他们就开始折腾我们了。
耳朵不断的听到excuse me, excuse me, excuse me, excuse me, excuse me, excuse me。。。。。
现在如果有人在我面前说出这句话，我马上就给他揍下去！
这个乘客要袜子啦。
隔两分钟，另一位也是要袜子，明明我们起飞后就会发眼罩袜子的，但我还是给了他们。
发热毛巾时，偏偏就有那么一位仁兄就是要和别人不一样，硬是要冷的。
最让我受不了的是连看起来不到七岁的小孩都能够把我使唤来、使唤去，
若你认为这真是没有尊严到极点，
那我接下来要说的会让你崩溃吧，
就是，不止一个是 三个！！！
手脚长在他们身上好像稍嫌多余了点，
因为即使是要拿脚边的耳机，
他们也没能力拿，
要劳驾我去帮他们拿，
而且还不止一次，
然后送餐点的时候就一直叫我帮他们做这做那的。
还有接连而来的免税商品订单把我压得差点变人干煎饼，
从来没卖东西卖到这么想死过，
而且眼看就快要降落了，
这些人还在慢慢的选，
我又还有几个人没招呼到呢，
简直就快被逼疯了，
他们好像以为整架飞机上就只有他们一个人似的，
别人不用买喔！
跟他们说有些商品没了也没用，
他们就好像钱多到没地方花似的，
买不到这个就问要另一个，
我又不是只招待一个人，
还有很多订单都还没做呢！
我也不是不想卖呀，
卖多的话我还能抽佣，
但时间不允许我能怎样嘛！
难道要为了他们的免税购物，
而搞到班机误点吗？
还有更夸张的，
商品卖了给他，
还要我帮他拆开包装，
到底是有多没用啊？！
连扯开塑胶袋也不会吗？
我看他四肢倒是蛮健全的嘛。
都已经没时间了，
还要帮这种鸟人做这种鸟事，
好手好脚的不好好用是怎样啊！
降落后，
还被Purser催着做别的事情，
我也不是偷懒不做呀，
没看到我正在核对售出的商品吗？
要是出了什么错，
赔钱的可是我耶！
如果我没赶快把免税的东西弄好的话，
我们一整组工作人员可以准时下班吗？
应该还要耗上一阵子等我吧！
回家的时候想说，
再辛苦也熬过了，
明天理应让我休息的，
因为我昨天也有standby，
只是没被pull out而已。
若scheduling明天又让我standby的话，
简直就是没人性。
谁知道，
他们完完全全的就比我想像的还要没人性，
我彻彻底底的低估他们了，
他们竟然给我一个airport standby，
而且还是六个小时的！
平时airport standby都只有三小时而以，
今天给了我这么长的turnaround，
来回八小时，
还要我明天化了妆，
到机场干等六个钟头！
这些人是吃大便长大的吗？
气的我真的很想请病假耶！
就像我上一篇所说的一样，家里电话一响，还在睡梦中的我就睡眼惺忪的飚了脏话。
但也没办法，就只好认命了。
飞过去的时候还好，飞回来的时候我还真恨不得有人可以把我给杀了，或者我把机上的乘客统统都杀了也不错，长痛不如短痛。
从开始登机那一刻，他们就开始折腾我们了。
耳朵不断的听到excuse me, excuse me, excuse me, excuse me, excuse me, excuse me。。。。。
现在如果有人在我面前说出这句话，我马上就给他揍下去！
这个乘客要袜子啦。
隔两分钟，另一位也是要袜子，明明我们起飞后就会发眼罩袜子的，但我还是给了他们。
发热毛巾时，偏偏就有那么一位仁兄就是要和别人不一样，硬是要冷的。
最让我受不了的是连看起来不到七岁的小孩都能够把我使唤来、使唤去，
若你认为这真是没有尊严到极点，
那我接下来要说的会让你崩溃吧，
就是，不止一个是 三个！！！
手脚长在他们身上好像稍嫌多余了点，
因为即使是要拿脚边的耳机，
他们也没能力拿，
要劳驾我去帮他们拿，
而且还不止一次，
然后送餐点的时候就一直叫我帮他们做这做那的。
还有接连而来的免税商品订单把我压得差点变人干煎饼，
从来没卖东西卖到这么想死过，
而且眼看就快要降落了，
这些人还在慢慢的选，
我又还有几个人没招呼到呢，
简直就快被逼疯了，
他们好像以为整架飞机上就只有他们一个人似的，
别人不用买喔！
跟他们说有些商品没了也没用，
他们就好像钱多到没地方花似的，
买不到这个就问要另一个，
我又不是只招待一个人，
还有很多订单都还没做呢！
我也不是不想卖呀，
卖多的话我还能抽佣，
但时间不允许我能怎样嘛！
难道要为了他们的免税购物，
而搞到班机误点吗？
还有更夸张的，
商品卖了给他，
还要我帮他拆开包装，
到底是有多没用啊？！
连扯开塑胶袋也不会吗？
我看他四肢倒是蛮健全的嘛。
都已经没时间了，
还要帮这种鸟人做这种鸟事，
好手好脚的不好好用是怎样啊！
降落后，
还被Purser催着做别的事情，
我也不是偷懒不做呀，
没看到我正在核对售出的商品吗？
要是出了什么错，
赔钱的可是我耶！
如果我没赶快把免税的东西弄好的话，
我们一整组工作人员可以准时下班吗？
应该还要耗上一阵子等我吧！
回家的时候想说，
再辛苦也熬过了，
明天理应让我休息的，
因为我昨天也有standby，
只是没被pull out而已。
若scheduling明天又让我standby的话，
简直就是没人性。
谁知道，
他们完完全全的就比我想像的还要没人性，
我彻彻底底的低估他们了，
他们竟然给我一个airport standby，
而且还是六个小时的！
平时airport standby都只有三小时而以，
今天给了我这么长的turnaround，
来回八小时，
还要我明天化了妆，
到机场干等六个钟头！
这些人是吃大便长大的吗？
气的我真的很想请病假耶！
Friday, July 31, 2009
顺手的家伙
发现我的同窗又顺手牵羊，牵走了我大概七瓶矿泉水。
牵完后还一走了之，飞到上海三天去了。
虽然说她每次事后都会还我，我也习惯了，而且水嘛，也不用太在乎。
但牵走了七瓶，还不自己去买，代表了这个人的人格多少有点问题吧。
而且也不需要自己跑出去买啊，一通电话就能叫人家把水送上来啦。
难道真的要逼我使出非常手段，把水统统收进房里，她才甘愿吗？
P/S: 要死啦，原来她把我的水当成是她自己的了，一场误会啦。因为这次我买的牌子和她的一样，不过她自己那箱用完后，她也傻傻的忘了她没买新的。突然觉得我自己好像很过分，还好我有直接跟她提这件事，要不然再误会下去就难看了。所以说，什么事情，摊开来说还是最好的，要不憋在心里就会有很多心病。
牵完后还一走了之，飞到上海三天去了。
虽然说她每次事后都会还我，我也习惯了，而且水嘛，也不用太在乎。
但牵走了七瓶，还不自己去买，代表了这个人的人格多少有点问题吧。
而且也不需要自己跑出去买啊，一通电话就能叫人家把水送上来啦。
难道真的要逼我使出非常手段，把水统统收进房里，她才甘愿吗？
P/S: 要死啦，原来她把我的水当成是她自己的了，一场误会啦。因为这次我买的牌子和她的一样，不过她自己那箱用完后，她也傻傻的忘了她没买新的。突然觉得我自己好像很过分，还好我有直接跟她提这件事，要不然再误会下去就难看了。所以说，什么事情，摊开来说还是最好的，要不憋在心里就会有很多心病。
Friday, July 10, 2009
饿鬼。瓦斯。杜拜
上午醒来的时候，简直就是饿鬼转世，已经一星期没下厨的我，终于决定今天要吃一餐健康又营养的。
想着要煮我最爱的超辣 RENDANG 鸡，还有蒜炒青菜，想着想着就口水直流，还好昨天已经把鸡肉解冻了，现在不需要等。
一切准备就绪，正要炒青菜时，瓦斯竟然给我没了，我赶紧转了几次瓦斯开关，又有了，然后又没了，再转几下，又有了，又没了。
天啊，我打电话给楼下柜台，他们说会去检查。
稍后打回去，他们竟说整栋楼的瓦斯都没了，他们正在处理，我问要多久，他们说不知道。
我还真想破口大骂咧！
但骂了也没用，所以我只能满怀怨气的挂了电话。
难道他们都没在注意瓦斯的 LEVEL 的吗?
非得要等到完全没了才处理哦？
害得我现在只能吃青菜和一些泡菜，已准备好的鸡肉也只能先放回冰箱了。
这个鬼地方到底是要把我给逼到什么程度啊？
再来我就要疯了哦，我跟你说。
想着要煮我最爱的超辣 RENDANG 鸡，还有蒜炒青菜，想着想着就口水直流，还好昨天已经把鸡肉解冻了，现在不需要等。
一切准备就绪，正要炒青菜时，瓦斯竟然给我没了，我赶紧转了几次瓦斯开关，又有了，然后又没了，再转几下，又有了，又没了。
天啊，我打电话给楼下柜台，他们说会去检查。
稍后打回去，他们竟说整栋楼的瓦斯都没了，他们正在处理，我问要多久，他们说不知道。
我还真想破口大骂咧！
但骂了也没用，所以我只能满怀怨气的挂了电话。
难道他们都没在注意瓦斯的 LEVEL 的吗?
非得要等到完全没了才处理哦？
害得我现在只能吃青菜和一些泡菜，已准备好的鸡肉也只能先放回冰箱了。
这个鬼地方到底是要把我给逼到什么程度啊？
再来我就要疯了哦，我跟你说。
Friday, June 13, 2008
Dubai Taxi
If you call Dubai Taxi, after the welcoming message and you are put on hold, you'll hear, "We apologize for the wait. All our customer service agents are busy. Please hold and we will be with you shortly. Your call is important to us....."
After you request for the taxi, it will probably take them at least 20 minutes to send it. Sometimes they are late for a few hours. Sometimes they don't show up at all.
I missed a clinic appointment once because of that. There were also numerous times when the taxi just didn't show up on time at all. And may I tell you that it is very hard to get a taxi in my area. My apartment building is in the middle of a sand-pit, surrounded by buildings still under construction. Therefore I can't just go downstairs and hail a cab, unless I am lucky or I wait till another taxi comes up to drop off passengers.
I have tried calling them an hour or even two before but sometimes they are still late or they play a no-show. But if you tell them you are going somewhere far away, then they will show up on time or even early cos they will earn more. Can't really blame the taxi drivers either. They have no basic salaries.
If the place you are going is having a traffic jam (Dubai roads are jammed up 24/7), then they will refuse to take you. Or they will pretend that they dunno the way. Or they will take the long way where there is no congestion but you will have to pay extra. Some cab drivers are just plain rude and you can actually feel your blood pressure rising rapidly as you are talking to them.
There's a supermarket near my place which is about a 15-minute walk away. I seldom go out so whenever I do, I will buy a lot at one go. Problem is, after having a whole trolley full of heavy groceries, there's no way I can walk home. But at this supermarket, there are virtually no taxis. Even if you are lucky enough to spot the odd taxi coming through the parking lot to drop off passengers, they probably won't take you cos they know you wanna go back to somewhere nearby. They didn't wanna waste their time only to earn AED6.
That's why sometimes I had to wait 2 hours before getting a taxi or private cab because I am helpless.
If you call for a cab during peak hours, the operator will tell you they can't guarantee that there will be a taxi for you because it's extremely congested out there.
I really don't see how our calls are important to them.
After you request for the taxi, it will probably take them at least 20 minutes to send it. Sometimes they are late for a few hours. Sometimes they don't show up at all.
I missed a clinic appointment once because of that. There were also numerous times when the taxi just didn't show up on time at all. And may I tell you that it is very hard to get a taxi in my area. My apartment building is in the middle of a sand-pit, surrounded by buildings still under construction. Therefore I can't just go downstairs and hail a cab, unless I am lucky or I wait till another taxi comes up to drop off passengers.
I have tried calling them an hour or even two before but sometimes they are still late or they play a no-show. But if you tell them you are going somewhere far away, then they will show up on time or even early cos they will earn more. Can't really blame the taxi drivers either. They have no basic salaries.
If the place you are going is having a traffic jam (Dubai roads are jammed up 24/7), then they will refuse to take you. Or they will pretend that they dunno the way. Or they will take the long way where there is no congestion but you will have to pay extra. Some cab drivers are just plain rude and you can actually feel your blood pressure rising rapidly as you are talking to them.
There's a supermarket near my place which is about a 15-minute walk away. I seldom go out so whenever I do, I will buy a lot at one go. Problem is, after having a whole trolley full of heavy groceries, there's no way I can walk home. But at this supermarket, there are virtually no taxis. Even if you are lucky enough to spot the odd taxi coming through the parking lot to drop off passengers, they probably won't take you cos they know you wanna go back to somewhere nearby. They didn't wanna waste their time only to earn AED6.
That's why sometimes I had to wait 2 hours before getting a taxi or private cab because I am helpless.
If you call for a cab during peak hours, the operator will tell you they can't guarantee that there will be a taxi for you because it's extremely congested out there.
I really don't see how our calls are important to them.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
World's Worst HSBC Award
Where I come from, HSBC is a prestigious bank. It is also a reliable bank in many parts of the world.
However, HSBC in Dubai is unique.
It is so different from the rest that it stands out (like a sore thumb I might say). And once you have started becoming a customer, it is likely to be an unforgettable experience.
The day that we started our cabin crew training, the bank's representative came to our apartment and offered to open bank accounts for all of us. So there was no hassle...everything was taken care of. This is unheard of in Malaysia.
Then the credit cards arrived only after endless calls to the bank. Some of my friends who opened the bank account at the same time as I did haven't even received theirs. It had already been 9 months since. As you might have guessed, they have given up completely on getting their credit cards.
The most amazing thing is, they never send us our card statements. And when I told them about it, they replied saying that they already did. It also baffles me that I receive my bank account summary every month but never my card statements.
My friend also tried to complain to them about the card statements. But after doing so for a few times, she got really pissed. The final answer given by the customer officer over the phone was, "We have already sent it to you. We will try again but we can't promise you anything."
Right, no promises. If I remember correctly, no bank customers need any promises on getting their credit card statements delivered to them. It is simply the bank's job to ensure that it's done. It's their responsibility that isn't even worth mentioning. It's something that's taken for granted.
But right here in Dubai, it's the customer's own responsibility to make sure they pay their credit card bills on time WITHOUT having a statement. Cos if you don't pay on time, they will still charge you the interest while they have already saved a considerable amount of money (postage, printing, stationery fees) by not sending you your statement.
Recently, one of my friends here wanted to get a car. She needed to get her bank account summary printed out. So she went to HSBC and requested it. The bank charged her AED25 (RM23) for each printed page. She needed 3 pages.
Therefore, the World's Worst HSBC Award goes to Dubai HSBC.
P.S.: Even the main Internet service provider here doesn't send me the monthly bills. I have to call up their customer service line every single time I need to pay the bill. And each time, it would take them 10 to 20 minutes to answer because according to the automated voice recording, "all our customer service agents are busy at the moment". And the opening to the recording is "Welcome to Etisalat, we are here to make your life easier". I beg to differ, they are here to make our lives hell. See, they ban Skype and also another Korean communication software here. My belief is that they wanna monopoly the communication market here.
However, HSBC in Dubai is unique.
It is so different from the rest that it stands out (like a sore thumb I might say). And once you have started becoming a customer, it is likely to be an unforgettable experience.
The day that we started our cabin crew training, the bank's representative came to our apartment and offered to open bank accounts for all of us. So there was no hassle...everything was taken care of. This is unheard of in Malaysia.
Then the credit cards arrived only after endless calls to the bank. Some of my friends who opened the bank account at the same time as I did haven't even received theirs. It had already been 9 months since. As you might have guessed, they have given up completely on getting their credit cards.
The most amazing thing is, they never send us our card statements. And when I told them about it, they replied saying that they already did. It also baffles me that I receive my bank account summary every month but never my card statements.
My friend also tried to complain to them about the card statements. But after doing so for a few times, she got really pissed. The final answer given by the customer officer over the phone was, "We have already sent it to you. We will try again but we can't promise you anything."
Right, no promises. If I remember correctly, no bank customers need any promises on getting their credit card statements delivered to them. It is simply the bank's job to ensure that it's done. It's their responsibility that isn't even worth mentioning. It's something that's taken for granted.
But right here in Dubai, it's the customer's own responsibility to make sure they pay their credit card bills on time WITHOUT having a statement. Cos if you don't pay on time, they will still charge you the interest while they have already saved a considerable amount of money (postage, printing, stationery fees) by not sending you your statement.
Recently, one of my friends here wanted to get a car. She needed to get her bank account summary printed out. So she went to HSBC and requested it. The bank charged her AED25 (RM23) for each printed page. She needed 3 pages.
Therefore, the World's Worst HSBC Award goes to Dubai HSBC.
P.S.: Even the main Internet service provider here doesn't send me the monthly bills. I have to call up their customer service line every single time I need to pay the bill. And each time, it would take them 10 to 20 minutes to answer because according to the automated voice recording, "all our customer service agents are busy at the moment". And the opening to the recording is "Welcome to Etisalat, we are here to make your life easier". I beg to differ, they are here to make our lives hell. See, they ban Skype and also another Korean communication software here. My belief is that they wanna monopoly the communication market here.
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
My lovely flatmate who beats me at everything
I am the messiest and dirtiest person I know. But it seems like I've met my match - my flatmate.
Me vs My Flatmate
My room always looks like a tornado just hit it. Hers looks like 3 tornadoes, 1 hurricane and an earthquake just did.
I am pretty proud of my bathroom's tidyness so far. Hers has the trash bin overflowing with used tissues and some on the floor and feels like The Mask just spins through it.
I leave the dishes in the sink for days before I wash it. She throws tea leaves and food right down the hole and result in a sink blockage that I had to clear.
I make the fridge messy with all my food. She stains it with her leaky kimchi pack.
I only mop the floor when I have the mood. She never does and dirty the floor with black debris she got from God-knows-where.
I don't take out the garbage for days. She drops food on the floor and never picks them up until they stick to the floor and make it a real pain in the arse to clean.
I only clean when the house becomes unbearably dirty. She never cleans, makes a mess and never cleans up her own mess.
I am slow. She has no common sense.
I am 24. She is 27.
I can take care of myself cleanliness-wise. She displays extreme inability to do so.
I cleaned up when the kitchen became a garbage dump and smelled like a fish market that she had to close the door. She only thought of calling up the cleaners to clean up the mess she made that was a garbage dump and smelled like a fish market that she had to close the door.
I cleaned the entire living room and kitchen of our massive apartment. She asked for it to be divided into the living room and kitchen sections for us to clean it once a week.
After despatching the duties and she was on reserve (meaning she has a lot of idle time lazing around at home, and she really did laze around), she did not clean up her section as promised.
I left a note on her door that reads, "XX, pls remember to clean up the living room by tomorrow because we will start new duties by then". She replied by leaving a note on my door that says,"Hi, how are you. I'm sorry to say I couldn't clean the living room this week. I came back yesterday and felt sick. I'll clean as soon as I get back from the flight. Have a rest till I finish cleaning. See ya".
Right. I understand how little time she has when she's on a 12-hour home standby and she wasn't pulled out for any flights and two offdays afterward. She must be pretty damn busy during that time. Wonder what she did at home those 12 hours.
Enough said?
'Nough said.
Me vs My Flatmate
My room always looks like a tornado just hit it. Hers looks like 3 tornadoes, 1 hurricane and an earthquake just did.
I am pretty proud of my bathroom's tidyness so far. Hers has the trash bin overflowing with used tissues and some on the floor and feels like The Mask just spins through it.
I leave the dishes in the sink for days before I wash it. She throws tea leaves and food right down the hole and result in a sink blockage that I had to clear.
I make the fridge messy with all my food. She stains it with her leaky kimchi pack.
I only mop the floor when I have the mood. She never does and dirty the floor with black debris she got from God-knows-where.
I don't take out the garbage for days. She drops food on the floor and never picks them up until they stick to the floor and make it a real pain in the arse to clean.
I only clean when the house becomes unbearably dirty. She never cleans, makes a mess and never cleans up her own mess.
I am slow. She has no common sense.
I am 24. She is 27.
I can take care of myself cleanliness-wise. She displays extreme inability to do so.
I cleaned up when the kitchen became a garbage dump and smelled like a fish market that she had to close the door. She only thought of calling up the cleaners to clean up the mess she made that was a garbage dump and smelled like a fish market that she had to close the door.
I cleaned the entire living room and kitchen of our massive apartment. She asked for it to be divided into the living room and kitchen sections for us to clean it once a week.
After despatching the duties and she was on reserve (meaning she has a lot of idle time lazing around at home, and she really did laze around), she did not clean up her section as promised.
I left a note on her door that reads, "XX, pls remember to clean up the living room by tomorrow because we will start new duties by then". She replied by leaving a note on my door that says,"Hi, how are you. I'm sorry to say I couldn't clean the living room this week. I came back yesterday and felt sick. I'll clean as soon as I get back from the flight. Have a rest till I finish cleaning. See ya".
Right. I understand how little time she has when she's on a 12-hour home standby and she wasn't pulled out for any flights and two offdays afterward. She must be pretty damn busy during that time. Wonder what she did at home those 12 hours.
Enough said?
'Nough said.
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Random Things That Piss Me Off...
1. A certain Taiwanese celebrity by the name of BARBIE
How she got that name really beats me. It's a wonder how her showbiz career can actually flourish with that sorta bimbotic name. Cruel fact is, she IS famous over there in Taiwan. Guess certain Taiwanese have weird taste, eh? And no, she doesn't look like Barbie at all, Creepie is more like it. Her acting sucks big time too.
2. Ridiculously stupid girls talking on cellphones at the bus/taxi stands
Actually, I only ran into one of them that I REALLY hate. So just forget about the plural form, will ya? The story goes as one day I was crossing the road to get home. A girl carrying plastic bags and files with her was yakking away on her cell. Nothing wrong with that. Problem was, she was blocking the way to get to the staircase. I walked around her and before I knew it, a magenta-coloured plastic bag was flying right at my face. Luckily, yours truly reacted fast enough to stop the confounding missile in mid-air with a raise of my right hand. I turned to my right just in time to hear the girl apologizing to me profusely. Turned out she was trying to hail a damn cab so she simply shot out her arm without bothering to check if anyone was behind her! How dumb can a homo sapien get? I mean, it was obvious that route was a busy one at that time of the day! And she couldn't have missed that because there were always a massive group of people crossing the road after they alight from buses. As I wasn't smacked right in the face, I let it go. Else, you'll see a corpse with a magenta plastic bag sprawled across the taxi stand in front of O.M. Fruits Juice on Jln Genting Klang.
3. Losers with and overdose of smelly "perfume"
Right before I ran into the stupid-talking-on-the-cellphone girl, I was on the bus and someone got on, I think it was a guy, with an overwhelming smell of his cheap perfume. It was a familiar smell that was ubiquitous but an overdose can certainly kill the kind folks (like me) around you, okay? I was so dizzy cooped up in the bus that I ran into the No. 2 calamity above straight after I got off the bus. Guess I wasn't walking properly because of the head-spinner.
4. PMS with flu in hibernation
Yeah I got it. TWO MONTHS in a row, gracious! Flu in hibernation means they are probably somewhere in my system just waiting to break loose and cause riot in my ever-so-healthy body. I get headaches and the feeling as though a fever is well on its way but it never comes. Geez, just let me get it over with, okay? On top of that, I'm losing blood!
5. Slow walkers who block my way
I'm tellin' ya, that taxi stand near my house might be cursed! It was drizzling so I didn't bother using my umbrella (Note: I was having a headache, a fever was brewing). A girl holding a brolly in front of me was walking quite slowly (probably because her pins were a bit short). I was gonna cut in front of her but by some inexplicable phenomena, my ankle bent and I landed as a crumple on the tar-coated sidewalk. I was cursing under my breath when a kind Indian gentlemen (younger than me, I assume), reached down and helped me to my feet. To this kind young man, I apologize for my probably scary facial expression that probably kept you back afterward. I didn't mean that, I was gonna thank you but I couldn't seem to twist the scowl into a grateful smile in time.
6. Scabs that stick to tissues/cotton pads
After episode No.5, I dressed up my wounds with yellow antiseptic and some cotton pads. I only covered my wounds with these when I sleep, in case I accidentally hurt it again in my dreams. Next morning, the scab stuck to the pad just a wee bit. I was dressing for work and was gonna wear long jeans so I thought I'd just cover up the wounds as well and wedged a piece of toilet paper in between the wound and the pad. When I got home that evening, I realized in horror that the scab was firmly stuck to the tissue paper. I tried tearing it away but my scab went with it. It was so painful that I let out a loud groan. Lucky no one was home. Long time since I last fell and injured myself, guess that explains for the lack of pain-endurance. After I peeled of the scab, my reddish pink and watery frail flesh was exposed. I really dunno how the guy in Long Khong survived after his skin was burnt and subsequently wiped away with a wet cloth.
How she got that name really beats me. It's a wonder how her showbiz career can actually flourish with that sorta bimbotic name. Cruel fact is, she IS famous over there in Taiwan. Guess certain Taiwanese have weird taste, eh? And no, she doesn't look like Barbie at all, Creepie is more like it. Her acting sucks big time too.
2. Ridiculously stupid girls talking on cellphones at the bus/taxi stands
Actually, I only ran into one of them that I REALLY hate. So just forget about the plural form, will ya? The story goes as one day I was crossing the road to get home. A girl carrying plastic bags and files with her was yakking away on her cell. Nothing wrong with that. Problem was, she was blocking the way to get to the staircase. I walked around her and before I knew it, a magenta-coloured plastic bag was flying right at my face. Luckily, yours truly reacted fast enough to stop the confounding missile in mid-air with a raise of my right hand. I turned to my right just in time to hear the girl apologizing to me profusely. Turned out she was trying to hail a damn cab so she simply shot out her arm without bothering to check if anyone was behind her! How dumb can a homo sapien get? I mean, it was obvious that route was a busy one at that time of the day! And she couldn't have missed that because there were always a massive group of people crossing the road after they alight from buses. As I wasn't smacked right in the face, I let it go. Else, you'll see a corpse with a magenta plastic bag sprawled across the taxi stand in front of O.M. Fruits Juice on Jln Genting Klang.
3. Losers with and overdose of smelly "perfume"
Right before I ran into the stupid-talking-on-the-cellphone girl, I was on the bus and someone got on, I think it was a guy, with an overwhelming smell of his cheap perfume. It was a familiar smell that was ubiquitous but an overdose can certainly kill the kind folks (like me) around you, okay? I was so dizzy cooped up in the bus that I ran into the No. 2 calamity above straight after I got off the bus. Guess I wasn't walking properly because of the head-spinner.
4. PMS with flu in hibernation
Yeah I got it. TWO MONTHS in a row, gracious! Flu in hibernation means they are probably somewhere in my system just waiting to break loose and cause riot in my ever-so-healthy body. I get headaches and the feeling as though a fever is well on its way but it never comes. Geez, just let me get it over with, okay? On top of that, I'm losing blood!
5. Slow walkers who block my way
I'm tellin' ya, that taxi stand near my house might be cursed! It was drizzling so I didn't bother using my umbrella (Note: I was having a headache, a fever was brewing). A girl holding a brolly in front of me was walking quite slowly (probably because her pins were a bit short). I was gonna cut in front of her but by some inexplicable phenomena, my ankle bent and I landed as a crumple on the tar-coated sidewalk. I was cursing under my breath when a kind Indian gentlemen (younger than me, I assume), reached down and helped me to my feet. To this kind young man, I apologize for my probably scary facial expression that probably kept you back afterward. I didn't mean that, I was gonna thank you but I couldn't seem to twist the scowl into a grateful smile in time.
6. Scabs that stick to tissues/cotton pads
After episode No.5, I dressed up my wounds with yellow antiseptic and some cotton pads. I only covered my wounds with these when I sleep, in case I accidentally hurt it again in my dreams. Next morning, the scab stuck to the pad just a wee bit. I was dressing for work and was gonna wear long jeans so I thought I'd just cover up the wounds as well and wedged a piece of toilet paper in between the wound and the pad. When I got home that evening, I realized in horror that the scab was firmly stuck to the tissue paper. I tried tearing it away but my scab went with it. It was so painful that I let out a loud groan. Lucky no one was home. Long time since I last fell and injured myself, guess that explains for the lack of pain-endurance. After I peeled of the scab, my reddish pink and watery frail flesh was exposed. I really dunno how the guy in Long Khong survived after his skin was burnt and subsequently wiped away with a wet cloth.
Friday, October 13, 2006
Ignorant Bastard
Here's something written by someone.
READ THIS KENNY, DON'T YOU SOUND SMART ON YOUR WEB BLOG YOU ARE ALWAYS INFERIOR TO US MALAY. GET IT!!!
Chinese M’sians must accept their lot - FN Sep 26, 06 6:11pm
Lee Kuan Yew's recent controversial remark has stirred a new round of sabre rattling between Malaysian and Singapore politicians. Does Lee understand Malaysia's situation well enough to make such a remark? Even if he does, what right does he have to criticise Malaysia? Aren't Malay Singaporeans marginalised too?
Malaysia's success in the international arena in both business and technology has no doubt become a threat to Singapore. By making such controversial remarks, is Lee hoping more Chinese Malaysians would hate their country and join Singapore? Don't forget that Singapore is facing problems with the lack of population growth.
Are Chinese being marginalised in Malaysia? This is not a new issue. No one in Malaysia has ever brought up the issue so prominently because it is a sensitive issue in this country. The Malays have been given bumiputera status in Malaysia, meaning that the ‘sons of soil’ should be given priority in terms of political and financial interests. Not to forget, Chinese are only immigrants.
With the help of the New Economy Policy in the past 35 years, I would say the Malays have slowly gained back something that has long belonged to them. What's wrong with this? I feel that the government should further restrict the economic interests of the Chinese because there are just not enough wealthy Malays in the country to bring about a balance in wealth distribution.
I am surprised that some Chinese Malaysians have publicly supported Lee's remarks despite that the MCA leader has rejected them. We can see that the MCA leader is not capable of “stopping” his own people.
If he cannot do that, he has no prospect of representing the Chinese. If the Chinese are able to have big houses and multiple cars, which most of the Malays do not have, why are they still not satisfied? What more do they want?
Recently, the MCA vice-president, who is also the higher education deputy minister, publicly pointed out possible corruption in the repair work of a Chinese school, which was handled by the Works Ministry. I hereby demand that this minister be sacked immediately.
First, no one should question the integrity of other cabinet ministers publicly. Second, by saying such things, the MCA minister did not care about the feelings of other ministers in the Education Ministry, who have approved the funding of the project.
No one should question how the project was awarded and how the funds were used as all these had already been endorsed by the ministers. The MCA minister has brought great damage to the current system by asking for transparency. The contractors who had been awarded government projects will not forgive this minister if they are being scrutinised stricter in future projects, especially when this result in them not being able to make profit out of the projects.
The MCA minister should mind his own business. Minding someone else's business means ‘eating’ in other people's territory. If this minister is not sacked, the works minister should write to the prime minister for his intervention. If not, this will set a detrimental precedent which forces a lot of Malays out of businesses as "we rather be mocked by others than have our stomach empty", to quote Umno Youth deputy chief Khairy Jamaluddin.
In short, Malaysia is a multi-racial society and only with the continuous strengthening of the Malay political and financial interests that it can be harmonious and prosperous country. Whether the Chinese are being marginalised or not is not important. The Chinese just have to accept the fact that living in Malaysia means they have to be subordinate to the ‘sons of the soil’.
Posted by: MALAYSIA FOR THE MALAYS at 27 September 2006 12:58 AM on kennysia.com
I was laughing my ass off when I read this comment on kennysia.com, probably penned by some fanatic sexually-suppressed earth prince. But then humour turned into real anger. What right does this fucker here has to dismiss the Chinese like that? If Lee Kuan Yew doesn't have the right to comment on the Chinese in Malaysia, what rite does he/she has in commenting on that particular ethnic group mentioned?
This asshole who's probably one of the earth princes (he calls themselves "sons of soil", more like sons of bitches to me), who receive all the housing loan discounts even though they are filthy rich; get into prestigious government universities even though they get straight F's (since they're fuckers anyway) in their SPM or STPM (which is why UM has dropped from number 90 something to 100 something in the international universities ranking); sponsored by scholarships to study abroad even though they speak crap English and got shit for their finals; enjoy racist discounts at Pizza Hut; this asshole dares to comment on what should be done to the race that are not entitled to these privileges just because Chinese are labelled as "immigrants".
Can you please give me the definition of "immigrants"? I was born and bred on this land 20 odd years ago and so were my parents. I can very well understand it if you refer to my grandparents as immigrants. But born and bred here on this very soil, why are we not given the title "sons of soil" as well? Not that I wanna anyway, sounds like sons of b*tches la.
About Malays being marginalised in Singapore, geez, I told you this fucker has shit ass for brains. They are not marginalised, it's just that they are still not the mainstream culture in Singapore because of their population. But are they barred from any privileges entitled to other Singaporeans? The answer is a definite NO. If you go to any Singaporean government bodies to enquire about why you can't get this and this benefits, chances are they'd tell you, "Because you do not meet the requirement as in annual income, profession, etc." But they'll never say, "Because you are not Chinese/Malay. Therefore you are not entitled to the benefits exclusive to bumiputera." Is that clear enough?
Don't go into arguments saying that the Chinese isn't the mainstream race in Malaysia. Please don't. Or I'll curse you so you burn in eternal hell flame and your balls get cut again and again and again in Purgatory. Trust that it's not my intention to curse so much, will ya? Go out and see how many Chinese you can see in the streets okay? Don't come bothering me for the statistics. If you really want it, go to the Board of population or something. But the figures might not be all that accurate anyway since it's from a Malay-based government. And no, you can't write a letter to question them about it, according to this fucker here. Things done by the government shouldn't be questioned for reasons I'll elaborate to you later.
Point is, Malays in Singapore are not subsidized as much as their Malaysian counterparts. They acquired everything pretty much with their own efforts and abilities. Therefore, they are tougher and smarter I assume. Singapore treats all of its people with equality. Look at their line of successors for Prime Minister. Compare it to ours. I need not say more. Their message is, as long as you got what it takes, to hell with races! Aren't all of us homo sapiens anyway?
Oh yeah, this bastard further says that the Chinese in Malaysia has never brought up this matter since it's sensitive. Bingo! We cannot discuss anything that's labelled by the government as being sensitive. If we do, they'll ISA you la; kick you into a filthy stinky lockup la; you get the picture. Absurdity taken to the extreme. That's why we have to keep quiet! And as I said before, the Malays are NOT the pioneer settlers of this land, it's the orang asli ok? So the government should only give the bumiputera title to the orang asli, give priority to them, and NOT the Malays, no? I'm stating the facts here. But I'm so damn scared of getting ISA-ed by these people. Since you can't question what they do, can't object, can't suggest so that the country can improve because it's their rights as bumiputera. Ok, now I geddit.
This arse even thinks the Chinese should be restricted more economically. The nerves of the bastard! It's like telling your boss,"Hey, I think you should go clean the toilet from now on cos you're too rich already! Lemme be the boss because after slogging off my ass for you all these years, I still haven't gotten what is rightfully mine. You live in gigantic bungalow renovated by PCK and I live in a hut owned by PK leh, what you expect? You drive MiniCooper S whereas I drive mini chicken coop Kancil - old version some more. Oi let go la, you too rich edi, should restrict your income liao."
Does that make sense? Izzit the Chinese's problem if the Malays can't bloody go and earn themselves more money? Izzit our problem that some of them are poorer than us? Get a detailed report on the number of Malay ministers and Chinese ministers, will ya? The number speaks for itself. Ministers enjoy a great many privileges compared to tiny shrimps like you and me and they sure earn more ok? Any arguments? Debate it to your toilet bowls please, I don't wanna hear them because I still have a whole lot to type ok.
Go and tell Bush,"Eh your country too rich already la, we have to restrict your international tradings," see if they listen. They'd probably drop a coupla eggs into your country - the kind that explodes. All your civilians and sons of soil will be blasted into outer space and become sons of boil. Well, of course we, the "immigrants" can't do that. We are good and peaceful people who observe the laws in this country.
Moreover, the kind and benevolent government helps you so much already, sohai wahai sons of soil, how come you guys still so poor? If Malays set up a stall at the roadside without license, you'd still see them there after 10 years. See if it's the Chinese or Indians doing that, sei lo, all their stuff sure kena drag away within a few hours. Like that also you say you can't make money ar? Weird la. Can be included into the X-Files lo.
And why should the MCA leaders stop their own people? They're only doing that because they are obliged to ok. And many still don't think LKY should apologize either. What he said was facts. Why should anyone apologize for speaking the truth? If we should feel sorry for every fact that we speak, then I apologize here for stating the facts. My intention was not to incite discontentment towards the government. These are only my humble opinions that no one will listen to anyway. Since no one would listen, how can I instill rebellion right? Because I'm just a stupid immigrant I don't deserve to enjoy any benefits, I'm sorry. I know my place now.
I understand corruption is prevalent everywhere nowadays. And we the tiny shrimps are very gentle creatures who pardon anything as long as they do not result in overly serious loss. So if the contractors wanna make profit out of the government projects approved by (well-paid-by-contractors) ministers, great! No objections about that! But can those project-approving big shots please oh please don't telan such a big portion of the budget allocated for the project? Your pockets are already bulging like Kenny Sia's tummy with all the contractors' business treats.
Hmmm...that's probably the reason why Star commuter was having red figures in their accounts. Makan pandai-pandai la, banyak sangat mesti bocor punyer. I mean, look at how many people are willing to cram into the sardine container everyday, the red figures come from the tomato sauce ar? Another case from the X-Files.
You think Malaysia without Chinese and Indians would be very good ar? How did Malaysia get its independence from the British? Wasn't it with the unity of all three races? Too bad the good old days were gone for good. Only in times of adversity that people would unite. If it was true that the Malays were the earliest settlers of this land, shouldn't they be grateful to the immigrated Chinese and Indians because they, too, helped to defend a country that was not their motherland during the British colony?
Whether the Chinese are being marginalised or not is not important. The Chinese just have to accept the fact that living in Malaysia means they have to be subordinate to the ‘sons of the soil’.
Referring to these statement, I can very well say that:
Whether the Malays are being marginalised in Singapore or not is not important. The Malays just have to accept the fact that living in Singapore means they have to be subordinate to the people who are more advanced to them in terms of intelligence and capabilities.
Having said all of the above, I have to redeem myself a bit in case I get my ass kicked by the authorities. But the statements below are definitely not discounted in sincerity.
Of course not all Malays are like this arse who wrote the confounding comment above. The Malays I know are mostly gentle and accommodating people. They are also creative and good with arts. Just look at all those artists painting amazing masterpieces on their canvas in Central Market, the majority is Malays, definitely. Unlike the Chinese, they can be unbelievably united. I hope the Chinese will take note of this instead of running the other way when someone is victimised by a snatch thief the next time round.
I can go on and on about the good and bad differences of these races but this entry is really getting a bit too long. Therefore, this post is mainly directed at the animal who started this issue first. So for those of you who are not like that, simply ignore this. No offence, k?
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