u n s a f e

- Several burglars broke in my house in PJ several days back (1st time happening since I was born to this world 24 years ago).

- My motorbike's helmet got stolen after parking my bike in Ipoh while waiting for my gf yesterday. (lost it even after locking up the helmet to the seat)

- One of the female students from the college my gf is working at, injured her wrist badly after several foreign id**ts broke her car's window and snatched her handbag & everything in it, several days ago.

- According to the aunty from my rented house in Ipoh, some foreign id**ts stole WATER PIPES & METRES from my residental area several days back. WTF ?!


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Now tell me, am I being plagued by some CRIME curse or does this simply mean that Malaysia isn't a safe place to live in anymore?


The few incidents I've mentioned above is merely some of the 'mild' crimes happening in our country. Wanna have a look at more 'challenging' and 'hardcore' ones? I don't have to tell you that, just have a look at our daily papers and news online and you basically have a better picture on how unsafe our beloved country has become. Crime rates are escalating as fast as the bull in stock market and innocent people like you and me have fallen prey to these ugly people. I wouldn't have to say which type of people are doing all this, but I'm sure most people know where does the source of crime originates.

I mean, think of it. My home in PJ was such a safe and peaceful place for all the years I've stayed there. Well, maybe I can thank the nearby police station (and I REALLY mean it when I say 'nearby') which is maintaining this much needed peace. It all started when those 'people' began to move into my housing area in LARGE scale. Most probably they're working for some construction project or something, I thought. Initially, it started off with some air of uneasiness. And it went on all the way, all the way until the day we were robbed. Out of nowhere, after 24 f**king years. And now it even followed me all the way to Ipoh! WTF!

Ever since those 'people' began to flow into our country as 'so-called-source-of-cheap-labor', this is when hell arises on Malaysia. All sorts of fancy crimes, murder, rape, kidnapping, robbery, you name it, they have it. All these nonsense began to hit us before you can even say 'ahh' or 'mama?'. Yeah, yeah, initially we thought it's just Johor Bahru, but now look where it hits us. All the way from Johor up to KL, from KL up to Perlis, and back.

Before I get hit from everyone across the globe for saying things as above, let me clarify something. I don't mean that EVERY single person who are 'not' from Malaysia are like this, it's just that there is this 'small' group of id**t bas***ds who are screwing our country up and blasting crime rates to the max like some high-powered hi-fi system. Look here you id**t mofo's bra**less c*ws, if you b*st*rds brought your brains along & know some ABC's and English and are reading my post right now, read my lips PROPERLY. NOW.


YOU ID**TS GET THE F**K OUT OF OUR COUNTRY BEFORE WE WH**P YOUR PITIFUL @$$es BACK TO WHERE YOU BELONG WITH YOUR M*MMA! AND LEAVE ALL YOUR STOLEN STUFFS HERE BEFORE YOU LEAVE, BL**DY F**KH*LES !!! NOW, START SWIMMING!


Rest in peace now, my dear Michel helmet. You're always on my mind.


Malaysia, when shall you find peace...again?

d e c i s i o n

Today, 21st September 2008...


It's exactly a week since I last started my new job in Ipoh, and it sure feels like time is crawling again. Not alike previously when I was still on my vacation mood where time flies like nobody's business.


Anyway...


The company I'm currently working, let's just call it A. A is a large private limited company in Malaysia and is operational around the whole country. But this centre in Ipoh is mainly a call center, in which customers who experience any problems with the products A is selling will call up the hotline and we people from the call center will pick up their calls. Well, nothing fancy, my post here is as a Customer Service Officer. Absolutely NO relation to IT or the field of my degree's course whatsoever. And the bl**dy main thing I'll be doing here is picking up phones in a much highly pressured environment, bound by lots of crazy restrictions.


What the heck?


I'm sure most of you who are reading this would ask me what the heck am I taking this job in the 1st place. Is it because of the salary? Is it because A is a large and popular company? Is it because I had some experience in Customer Service previously during my temporary jobs? Is it because in Ipoh, it's freaking tough to look for an IT job with a decent pay?


All I can say is.....all the questions mentioned above is true, EXCEPT for the 1st question which relates to the offered salary. For your information, my current salary is lower than my previous job's salary at PJ. Initially, I didn't mind much about the lower salary as I thought that everything (food, room rent, transportation, etc.) is much cheaper in Ipoh than in KL.


I was WRONG.


Just SO WRONG.


Overall, yes, stuffs in Ipoh are indeed cheaper than KL / PJ, but it's just not as significant as expected. It's like some 'mega-sale-pricing-in-PJ' which is happening in Ipoh. In other words, the salary I'm earning now is just barely enough for me to pay my room rent, buy loads of instant noodles and biscuits, fill up my motorbike petrol and my rarely used car, and maybe go for some food court delicacies once a week with my gf.


OMG.


Enough with the money matters. What matters most for now is my decision. My decision to continue working here for the rest of my time I'm here in Ipoh. Frankly speaking, this A company I'm working for now is a very prospectful company with loads of chances to get promoted and earning extra incentives & all. What bothers me much is the job. THE job of picking up calls from A's customers, who seems to be neverending and some of it baseless. Although I've been here for barely a week and still undergoing training (as I will not be involved in their operations until I complete my training by beginning of next month), I feel that the things and knowledge I've earned during my university days will be hidden down the drain as long as I'm still here, picking up calls! Gosh, I'm so confused, but if you're asking me whether am I still determined to continue working in Ipoh, with much confidence, I'll reply you with a strong YES. I still haven't prove to my family and friends that working in Ipoh is NOT impossible and I can earn my own living here.


Another thing that bothers me is the number of job opportunities in Ipoh. Yes, I know that job opportunities here are not as many as in KL / PJ, but I'm still determined to look for my dream job over here. Although my current job is giving me lots of pressure (not forgetting the 'indirect' pressure from my gf's mother), all I can say is other stuffs are doing well over here, and I can say that I enjoy living here! The place I'm staying now, in Ipoh Garden, is such a nice and quiet place. Not forgetting the convenience of the close distance to Jusco and Tesco hypermarket, gf's house, petrol station, and even my workplace. For online purposes, I can save a lot by going over to the drive-thru McD's near the highway and utilizing their free WiFi, all thanks to my McD's Coke cup which I kept recycling over & over again to avoid repetitive cost of buying one everytime I need to online, heh.


There will be a walk-in interview for another company, S, next Saturday, for the position of IT / MIS Executive, and I'm determined to try out my luck for this one. Hopefully this one will work out well.


For now, I will just need to bear the pressure.


Fight on, LYJ.

l o v e ?

I got the job.


FINALLY.


After such a LONGGGGGG wait for the reply from the company's HR department, I got the job finally. And too many things happened in a flash, even before me myself realize it. As I'm typing this post, I have already...

- Got myself a room to rent in Ipoh Garden.
- Most of my stuffs brought over, except for my bulky PC (I'm using my dad's laptop over here)
- In the same house with a weird and unmarried aunty who really LOVES talking. And I mean REALLY.
- Shifted both my bike and car over.


As today ends, which coincidentally ends the Mooncake Festival celebrated by Chinese, my working life starts...again, as I'll be starting work tomorrow (15th September). It's been sometime already since I last felt like this, 4 months since the last job to be exact. The feeling of working...the pressure, the pain, the fatigue, and not forgetting, the salary. And notice that there's no JOY in the list; I'm never happy with any of my jobs before, just pain, fatigue, and suffering all the way. I'm not as lucky as you, Eve.


Besides the job part, there's this part of emotions. My relationship with my girlfriend, L.


I know I have never mentioned anything about her before, here in my blog. But this is unavoidable, as everytime I encounter any problems or nonsense with her, we will get through it very quickly, no hassle, no fuss. However...


This time is different.


Which basically explains why is she appearing in this blog out of the blue.


To cut a long winded story short, it's all my fault. Girls like their boyfriends / husband to be VERY understanding and psychic. And I really mean it on the words UNDERSTANDING, and also PSYCHIC. You ask why? Because girls want their guy to always know what they want even without them telling the guy straight on the face. And also they want the guys to know what are they thinking by just looking at their face expression or some sort like that. Now tell me, how do you train myself in this aspect if you were the guy? Open ended question, no sex restrictions (girls allowed to answer as well), please answer in the comments section. I really need suggestions to this, which eventually will assist in this problem I'm facing now.


Anyway, I've told her before that the main reason I'm weak in this aspect is because :

- I'm English educated.
- I'm brought up this way.
- I'm not a psychic, just some ordinary human.


The rating from her?


BAD.


REAL BAD.


Because...


- English educated does not mean that you can't be more understanding and able to interprete others' facial expressions. She told me that she have friends who are English educated, but still possess the characteristics mentioned. Besides, by answering this means that you're throwing the whole d*mn bl**dy mistake on ALL English educated people, and you're really asking for it. Bad answer, really.


- This answer prove to be very true, because I am, indeed, brought up this way by my parents. Not understanding, bl**dy selfish id*ot, always ignore other people's facial expressions, never realise when I spoke something offending and continue talking about that, and always implementing the "When I'm happy, you're happy too" concept wherever I go. And these lousy habits really have to change or else I'll just lose L. Habits' change or L? Take your pick. NOW. And I'm very sure of my own answer.


- The answer that basically kills me off instantly and made me lose the "war". Not many people in this world are psychics, and I believe I'm not one, either. And she believes me on this. Just that she insist that "You wouldn't need to be a psychic to understanding what I'm thinking". And off it goes. All those "You don't understand me" nonsense. And when I try to ask something that I don't really understand from her, she'll counter me with a "I'm so tired when talking to you. Haih..." WTF. Period.


Sometimes, I really don't understand what girls are thinking. I have to agree with something I heard from my friend a long time ago that girls are like time bombs. If not treated carefully, off it goes and there goes your life. If treated carefully, it might just hold off until the "master bomb detonator" comes and "fix the bomb", which is, in this case, the "marriage registrar" and "marriage". Sometimes I really wonder, how do those people who get married can be so loving all the way until they're old and shaggy? Maybe I'm not in the position to judge how "wonderful" and how "grateful" love is, but I have to really respect and salute these people. The truth is, although ugly, there's a very, very little chance or almost none at all that one will find his / her true love in their life. No such thing as Cinderella or some Prince Charming thing happening in this age, unless you're obsessed with Disney cartoons or the film 'Enchanted'.


Reality sucks, money pollutes everything and everyone, and the world is already in darkness just in case you didn't notice.


I hate my life.


Enough ranting. As there's no Internet connection in my rented house, I need to go online outside at cafe's with WiFi. And I'll need to get back home now to get enough rest for the 1st day of work tomorrow.


All the best, LYJ.

w a i t

Wait.


Wait.


Endless wait....


It's been almost 2 weeks since I last being interviewed at Ipoh, yet no news from them so far. Well, not really no news at all, but they did call me today. Very weird call; the company's HQ in KL called me up today and asked me to go for an interview. But didn't I just went for the interview 2 weeks ago? As such, I explained to the person, telling her that I'm currently waiting for your HQ's Human Resource Dept. to approve my salary quote. After that, the person just said ,"Ok then, let me double confirm with HR Dept and get back to you."


End of phone call.


WTF.


Sometimes, I really wonder, this company which I'll be working for very soon, is such a disorganized company. Don't they have some intra-department communication or some sort? Why the heck is something from Dept. A is unknown to Dept. B, when in fact, an issue such as employment, involves both parties? Sh*t.


Basically, for now, I'm stuck in the middle of nowhere, pondering and wondering where to go next. And not forgetting the constant daily basis pressure I receive from family and friends, persuading me to continue working in KL / PJ. This pressure is basically killing me slowly, although taken on a light 'dosage'. And as I'm pondering my next step...my fatigue returns to me. Out of the blue, I feel so tired so easily, always pulling a sad mourning face, and tend to stick to only my bed and PC. And oh yes, say hi to my already empty wallet.

I've already sent my motorbike over there, in order to ease me looking for a house / room for rent, in advance, as I prepare to leave to Ipoh this Wednesday. Besides, I remember the interviewer previously told me that my official start date of work is on 15th September. And that's like next week. If I don't get myself a place to stay by next week, I'm scr*wed and then you can see me sleeping by the streets of Ipoh. Although I can say this step is quite a 'rush' step, but....what else can I do? This 'pressure-from-everyone' crap is killing me, I have no encouragement from anyone (not even 'her' because I don't want her to worry about me and also to not give her any unwanted pressure), and I'm all left alone to face this cruel fact. All alone again to face this.


Please pass me the offer letter and ease me with a FINAL job confirmation so that I can finally solve this dilemma.

W T F ! ! !

Yes, you read that right.


WTF !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!~


Just in case any of you don't understand the meaning of WTF, it's the short form for the phrase 'WHAT THE F*CK'. In other words, it's a bl**dy foul language. Grrrr...it's just this uncontrollable rage which is burning me from the inside.


And it's all because of...

THIS.

More information here.

WTF is wrong with you, Unity, Culture, Arts and Heritage Ministry? Mr M***ster, did you forget to eat your medicine today? Or did you left your brain at the office while thinking of ways to stop Avril Lavigne's concert previously? What in the world a rock concert which is going to happen tomorrow (6th September) has to do with National Day celebrations which are already OVER 5 days ago (31st August)? Is this concert bothering you ever since Avril Lavigne's concert 2 weeks back was held on the exact planned date, and not cancelled as you've planned? OMG!!!


It all happens yesterday when my dad got back from work. His first reaction when he saw me was, "Son, do you know that F.I.R's concert is postponed?" Initially, I thought my dad's blur or misread the news somewhere. But then, he double confirm it with me,saying that it appearred on The Star paper yesterday. As I don't have the papers yesterday with me, I went on to check the news online, and THIS is what 'welcomed' me to HELL.All the way down to the Ninth Level, one way ticket, no turning back.


It's definitely NOT April now, which is why I'm sure it's NOT a joke.


And this news really brought my flames of anger all the way up to the highest ding-dong level, hitting my high-blood pressure nerve and pulling me a sad but angry face since yesterday. OMFG.


I'm now just too angry to say more bout this crap. Now surfing over to Genting's website to book a room for the concert (as the concert will be postponed to 29th November at Genting).


F**k you, idi*t m****stry.