Have Mercy la Come On.....

See how the baby bear reacted when it realized the baby lion was near to it? It was sooooooooo terrified, and I feel like rescuing it and kick the baby lion away. That's cruel to test an animal like that..... Its reaction was like a human baby don't you think? :/



p/s: Previous post's author wasn't me. Finally Joanne posted up something here! :)

Public transportation~ Neglected Issues

I’ve been here for 12 weeks, a very convenient, in terms of public transportation place – Singapore. In these 12 weeks, I’ve experienced different types of public transportation, such as the MRT and public buses which I’m forced to take everyday to get to town. On the first two weeks, it’s kinda new for me, and I’ve to look at the signboards to figure out which way and which ‘number’ to take. After a month, I’m quite used to it and seem to be ‘fun’ for me. Ya, ‘fun’, some of you will wonder that ‘like that also fun ar?’, but what I mean is by traveling and doing stuff all by myself, without having others beside, I can do whatever I want, go wherever, whenever I want. Sometimes, I will take an 8 to 10 minutes walk to a near central market, just to walk around observing the crowds, look around the shops and stalls seeing what are they selling, the price, the flavor, the brand and stuff. But I didn’t tend to do that, is just that I like the crowd and the thing is, it’s a Chinese town, it reminds me about my lovely hometown, TAIPING!!! (Which where am I at the moment)

Ok, back to my point, what I wanna blog about here is the neglected ‘unnoticed’ or ‘unmentioned’ real life of taking public transportation. What I mean by unnoticed or unmentioned is, we would not see or read it from books or advertisement, we will not know until we experience it ourselves. Let me start with the bus issue, when we have a bus, we must have a bus driver (duh~), ya, so let’s talk about bus driver.

You know, in Singapore, there are many ‘active’ senior citizens and they travel by public transportation, and we can see there are lots of privileges for senior citizens and disabled people, especially in public transport, they have their reserve sits, they have their reserve space for wheelchair, they have special installed escalator on the staircases for them and etc. As compare to Malaysia, can’t deny that they are more ‘hang fok’ here~ So, what about the bus driver? As I said, there are many senior citizens taking public transport, some bus driver, I’m not sure whether they are trained before having their job, they drive like Formula 1 driver, maybe they’re one of them, they will accelerate until very keng even though is just a short distance, then they will brake like shit, and the passengers will be like sitting a roller coaster (ei? Abit like jean’s driving skills hor~), we’ve to hold on to the pole tightly because its very super damn dangerous and someone might just fly to the front, and sometimes the driver need to cut 3 lanes in order to get on the right track of the traffic light, and the whole bus will be wobbling right and left, just try to imagine for the old people, they will grab the pole like they’re giving birth, really pity them. Some of you will be saying that those old people should be sitting down, on the sit, but it’s a very normal situation for letting the old people standing unstably and those youngsters, guys, strong teenagers, will be occupying those sits as if they’re paralyzed, but we usually see this kinda situation, so not really an unnoticed one to mention here.

Next, I noticed this recently, because my term is coming to an end, so I need to rush my finals and I will bring my laptop which I put it in my backpack and bring to school everyday. This issue really got on my nerves especially during the peak hours, when tons and tons of people taking the public transport, all at a time. But can’t deny, most of them are women, or maybe I should call them strippers. They will hug the pole as if the pole belongs to them, they would not bother the others that need to hold on the pole as well, and they will just hug or lean on the pole with their body attaching the common part of the pole where we grab or hold on to. Com’on la wei, if you wanna fuck the pole, go buy one and put it in your fucking home and fuck it yourself, don’t abuse the public properties la~ sorry, cannot control, but that’s what in my mind when I’m the ‘victim’ (NOT THE POLE! BUT ONE OF THE OTHERS THAT NEED TO HOLD ON TO THE POLE), especially with my fucking heavy bag.

Here's a pic of example which that fucking bloody pig is occupying that bloody pole~

Ok, now, let’s talk about MRT. As we know, we need to take the escalator to get to the platform or to the exit. Peak hours, I will try my best to avoid it but sometimes still have to face it. Let me just tell the situation. As usual, walk out of the train, walk towards the escalator where everyone is trying to squeeze on like a bottle neck on the high way, then line up on the left lane, and here’s the moment where I really worried of sometimes, especially the front person is a senior citizen or an aunty (sorry again la, but really most of them were aunty), at the step where we get on the landing, ok la, (let’s forgive those old people) some aunty will start their catwalk or doing something else like trying to find their tab card, then they just slow down or even stop immediately, imagine, what will happen to those at the back? I’ve tried once, by pushing the aunty in front, nah, not my fault har, I’ve been forced to push her because the one behind me is pushing me as well, and we almost fell man~ then everyone is having those expression like, what the hell?! But the aunty steady la, she just walks off after she found her tab card.

Actually I’ve a lot more to tell, but seems like its kinda tired la for you all to read such long ‘truth’, did you guys watch The Ugly Truth? Kinda nice, but as usual la, comedy love story, if you’re not a popcorn fan, is better for you to get pirated DVD or VCD or just download and watch it at home, not really necessary to watch it in cinema. Ok la, maybe, if I’ve the time and mood, I’ll continue with other issues, or else, that’s it la, bye!

Women thought they are smart.

I've received a forwarded email from Marie few days ago that kept me thinking about the ending.

Okay it goes something like this: (I've summarized it, shorter version here.)

There's one lady, found a frog that granted her 3 wishes. But whatever she wish for, her husband will get 10 times more than her. So off she goes with 3 wishes!

1. The richest person on earth
(Her husband will then 10 times richer than her.)

2. Prettiest person on earth
(Her husband will be sooooooooo super handsome.)

Okay third wish was suppose to be a tricky one, the one that she thought she's smart enough to handle the 2 wishes that outrage her cuz her husband might just leave her when he so much richer and so much good looking that she is. So, she wishes that...... she will have a mild heart-attack now. Smart! But, wooopsie~ She just made her husband encounter a 10 times milder heart-attack. Not so smart after all. Well, that's what the email talked about.


So now here's the question:
What would you want for the third wish?

I honestly thought the lady was kinda stupid. Or the person who created the whole story was stupid. Just go straight forward la aiyoh........ You know what I'll wish? Okay I have 2 options here. For this case, the sake of the story: I wish that my husband suffers a strong heart-attack right now. Or, there's another ONE word for it, starts with a 'D'. 'I hope that he d**s right now.' Hmmm, I feel bad of saying it. Choi choi choi~

But! If I'm given the chance for the third wish, I wish.......
I have unlimited wishes.

Nah, settle la like that! Agree or not? HAHAHA! What will you wish? :)

I almost got myself killed for being too kind.

Today I handed Joey a book that Yoke Chin asked me to pass it over to her during class and she was just few tables away. After a few minutes handing over the book, before the class started, my phone rang........ and it was Joey that called me to say thank you, whose just few tables away. Huuuuuuh~~~~~



Oh oh!! Anyone having the McD coupons? If you have it, take a look at its terms and conditions. I swear to God I'm holding the coupons now and I swear again that I've read it again and again and again and again......................... There's this one condition: 'Not valid for Dine-In, Take-Away and Drive-Thru'. Eh that phrase is quoted straight from the coupon ah, I didn't rephrase or change the original idea or whatsoever. Can anyone tell me, with such condition, when can I use the coupon then? Hmm?




Okay, back to the title that I've stated above. Hmmm, if I have to exaggerate the title... It should be: I almost got myself raped and killed for being too kind. Seriously.

I was walking my way to my car today after class alone. Hmmm, gotta say, the whole walking journey wasn't scary and dangerous but it's not really safe either cuz you might get rolled by a car or someone might just ride on a bike and snatch your bag. But overall, it was an 'okay' road.

Okay before I start on what happened, allow me to ask... what's the perception or the impression you guys have on negros? Oh my tuition teacher once told me that the black people hate when people address them as negros cuz 'negative+grow=negro'. Anyways, I'm sure you guys will go like: 'eeewwww~'. Well, honestly, that's how I think. I have to admit, I was kinda dislike them because of their behavior. My house is kinda near a mamak, but my house is at the third level. I can bloody hear them so clearly when they talk during midnight!!! And they always try to flirt around with any girls that get into the same elevator with them, which now I've always avoid to enter the lift when I know they are going in and I am alone. But the thing is, not all of them are like that of cause. Some of them are okay.... can't specify in what way but there are.

Okay back to the story.

While I was half way walking, I heard someone said 'miss', kinda obvious he was addressing me. There's these two negros in a car which is already parked by the roadside, ready to leave though. The one guy, kinda tall and huge, talked to me:

me | scary negro


'Hello miss. Just wanna ask...'

'.......' *paused/shocked*

'Yes, just want to ask... Hmm, do you speak English?'

'Yes.' (I spoke up cuz he seemed to be in trouble.)

'Where are you from?'

'Local.' (Okay, he's gonna ask for some road directions I assumed.)

'Are you from the college?'

'Yes?' (WTF?)


'My name is *@&#*@(&. Can I be your friend? We can hang out together. I'm from Taylors too....'

'..........' *mataku terbeliak besar besar* (So now this is what it's all about huh?)

'You can give me your number? At night I can call you out... I...bla.. You.... Go....bla.. Phone... Call....'

'Oh no no.... I'm on the rush. Gotta go.' *started to walk away*

'Oh no, I just want to meet you, don't..bla... hang out..bla.. dinner...bla...' (he followed me a few steps)

'No no... rush......' *walking bloody fast*

(he stopped) 'Can we meet somewhere?'

'&#*Q&(@*!&3@&*(&!' *started to run* (I started to mumble to myself)



Okay here's the scariest part, I hopped into my car and locked the doors. Quickly start the engine, prepared to drive off as fast as I could. But bloody hell, they stopped their car beside my car, blocked me from driving out, and the same guy came down from the car again, walked over to my side and knocked on my glass. I checked the lock so many times to make sure I'd really locked the doors. He's doing those hand signs asking me to wind down the glass and wanted to talk and still wanting my bloody shit phone number! I shook my head so many times and I'm not looking at him cuz honestly.... I am scared.

Thank God someone behind their car honked them cuz they've block the road. My helplessness suddenly felt a lil' relieved. When the road is unblocked, I step on the pedal so hard and just speed off, but they were just beside me again by the roadside looking at me when I pass them by. I just drove as fast as I could like I did in Need For Speed. Phiu~ Safe after that.

Frankly, I was naive, trying to help people that I already had bad impression with.... I was helpless cuz I was alone with 2 HUGE and strong negros.... I was scared because I'm afraid of what will happen to me if something bad happens?

Felt like telling my family, but then they will start to forbid me to do this... do that..... be outside... They would want me to just stay inside the house. Oh my mom, gosh, she'll freak out!

Hmmmm.... whatever it is, maybe this time it's my fault and my mistake to allow the conversation to take place at first.



Okay, here's my secret boyfriend to protect me from all the dangers from now on. Yea, I'm too free and I like to dream. Thank you. HAHA XD Bye bye!

Jari Patah

Bodoh la... Yesterday night I was watching the news and they were reporting about a few (imagine that, a few cases in one day) incidents about kids lost their fingers due to the carelessness while playing fire crackers. I'm just wondering why these kids just couldn't pay more attention when they're playing the thing that was suppose to make us happy, instead of leading it into tragedy? Oh yea, blame the parents too... and the adults... I mean, there should be someone supervising them while they were playing right?


Aaaaa~ Frustuated with the kids nowadays la. :(