FUCK YOU MICROSOFT!

Fucking hate Microsoft for doing these shits! Why the fuck they can't just let people download the software directly for MSN? Why the fuck they can't just let people use the blardy software without update?!!?

Microsoft is seriously being a FUCKING STUPID COMPANY. You disallowed me to go online because I did not install the LATEST VERSION of MSN. Fine.

I go install. In the mid of installing, "You already have the latest version of MSN.", GREAT!

Today, I can no longer go online for real. I uninstalled every single thing, and in the end, when it is at 9x%, it reads "Installation is unsuccessful". I hence trouble shoot, and follow all the instructions and in the end, IT STILL CAN'T FUCKING WORK!

And here's the best part. Guess what, I'm a GENUINE USER FOR MICROSOFT. SCREW YOU MICROSOFT.

Seriously, I am considering MAC now for my next machine. Seriously. FUCK YOU MICROSOFT!

Citibank, Screw You.

*I decided to post this in red to show my anger.*

Today, I am raged. Today, I am angered. Today, I am pissed. Thanks to Citibank. Citibank have the WORST CUSTOMER SERVICE in the world!

For a simple thing that I applied for, it took me tens of phone calls from China back to Malaysia, and I can't get an answer. For a simple thing that I applied, after the front line officer promised to do something but failed; followed by the manager promised things and failed, I yet to get an answer.

What the hell is this kind of service!?! How much money I had spent on phone bills just to call them? RM 300 something! And what the hell did I get in the end?

"Sir, your application is still in progress."

Bravo Citibank. Feel proud for your own service, your branches throughout the world. Feel proud of having such great team working under Citibank. Feel proud of yourself. Really.

Can Anyone Get This Prince Charming Out Of My Life?

Dear God,

I know how much I had complaint that I'm so lonely in China, this and that but, this time, please get him out of my life. Thank you.

Yours sincerely,
Buttercup @ China


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Here's the story:


Earlier this week, this particular teenager came into my life, in China. He's name is Tang and he's 21. I have to say, he's looking not too bad if you girls are interested BUT ain't gonna take his pictures.

Let's continue. He is also into photography and I was thinking, "Thank God, finally he sent somebody to me!". I was happy that finally I get to do something with someone. But things don't go as what I thought it would be.

This Tang Jr, also happened to be the son of Tang Sr, one of my suppliers. Tang Sr tried very hard to get me to have dinner with him, drink beer and everything and you see, those are not of my favourite. The son stepped in.

Initially, I thought, "Fineeeeeee, once or twice a week is okay. Good to have somebody to play with". Wrong wrong WRONG. Every morning I go for my badminton with my other suppliers, Tang Jr followed. I leave, he leave. I go he go.




I wonder, if I jump, will he?




And not only that, OMFFFFFFFFFFG, he's even gonna bug me on my only rest day, Sundaysssss. Fuck that! Seriously. Not ONLY that, he even bugged me during my office hours. That's too much liao, rite?

I know, people like him cannot be chased away. They had to be made to leave on their own and that's MY PLAN from now on. I'm going to let him bug me, and I'll do ALOT of boring stuffs, and I'll see how long he can lasts. I just can't stand it you know, when people took my ONLY Sundays off from my entire week.

I mean, come on! I only have 52 Sundays and you want to take all of them from me, hell No! Ambik sepuluh sen dan main jauh-jauh!

I know I'm bad, but I need time on my own sometimes. I had to be mean. I had show signs to you many times Tang Jr, but you just don't get it. Don't blame me.

Get out from my life! Kthxbye.




p/s: FUCK! Just when I about to press "Publish Post", his dad called, "Can you please come to my house and help me to install the printer ar? I don't know how to install." WTF man! Cibai! It's fucking 9.23pm already and you still want me to climb up and down the stairs for what fuck!? It's not like just 2 or 3 storeys! It's freakin' 20 over storeys if I calculate altogether. On foot! No lift! FML. No, FT(heir)L. God's testing my patience. Amitabha.

Of Ah Mad, Ah Ter, Ah Tan & Ah Put

One day, there are these few person having discussion. Many many types of discussion. All include la those uglyculture(Did I spelt this wrong?) la, things la, people la, etc etc...

So, one day, Ah Mad said something darn wrong. So Ah Mad's company, United Mans No Orgasms only gave him 3 years of holiday for the mistake.

Today see see, wahlao eh! KNNCCB! Mou la la so damn blardy many people got invited to drink coffee at International Starbucks Association. Niamah eh Chao CB!

Ah Mad sure think like this:"Ma de! How come they dun invite me de? Really fucker lo! Ha. Ha."

Ah Ter, Ah Tan and Ah Put said to him: "Your company no good la. Give you 3 years holiday... But we think you will still get paid rite even if you're not working? See we now so hardworking only get to drink coffee, you go la tfk somewhere. Dun disturb us drink coffee la!"

Ah Mad say:"True also ho? No work but get paid, while you all work so hard, only get to drink coffee at International Starbucks Association. Really kerlian le~"

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Above conversations are solely creative ideas of story making. Do not use them as reference except for that few you-know-what-to-read-in-between-the-lines.

Ah Mad says again:"MalaysiaBaNgkok, always the smarter choice for holiday."

Palia-ment's Dumbasses

Certainly, some of the assholes in Palia-ment really paria after all. They restrict the access of journalists to do reporting. What can we expect in the future. Darurat everyday? No pass, bang bang bang to hell you go!

Politics in Malaysia is seriously terrible. Seriously, if those assholes inside there aren't going to change, I'm expecting Darurat soon during petrol hike next year April. God bless Malaysia.

For newspapers reports: Mandarin - English(1) - English (2)

p/s: Will Obama sent in troops to Malaysia by then. in the name of UN?

Why Does It Existed To Kill?

It seems to be my first time, having insonmia, for real. It has been the third day and yesterday was the most serious one, that I sleep only almost at 5am.

Many things are playing in my mind. One of the most important one is:
Is exam really worth all of it? What if exams takes life? Can we sue MOE/MOHE?

Let me tell you. Exam is really a murderer to me. It has not only kill many talents just because of that stupid paper of recognition, but it also had killed hundreds, perhaps thousands, just because of that paper.

I've seen examples before my eyes. It's not like everyone can know how to release their stress and tension like the others did. Many did not know how... Many really did not know how to.

Me, Kenny Yeoh standing here telling you, I have never trusted examinations since I was Form 4. Although it brings advances into all of us, but I still see it silently assassinating many that we have never seen. See it with your own eyes and you'll understand my stand.

If I ever one day become a minister, this will be one of the thing that I'll bring up to the Council.

Asshole!

Buttercup says: If you fucking want people to join what you'd organised, please provide the fucking exact location and time frame.

Early in the morning I received this mail that is sent out from HP to its employees stating that there is a blood drive in Mazzanine Floor, Block B, 11th Dec to 13th Dec, 10am to 4pm. I made up my mind to donate blood today and adjusted my diet accordingly.

Once I had finished my lunch, I immediately went around and searched for it. I failed. I asked the guards at this building. They've never heard of the floor called Mazzanine.

"Fine", I said and I went on searching. I've searched for 20 minutes and guess what? There's no blood drive around!

I've called up a friend in HP Damansara and asked if his place have any blood drive. "Yes" he replied.

And so, for what the fuck are you stupid-person-in-charge, sending that stupid mail too all people around Malaysia?! What's wrong with you man?! Don't you ever let me know who you are or I'll really slap hard in your face.

You might think why am I so fired up and here's why:

"Dear Valued Employee, The National Blood Bank needs your support!

A blood drive by the National Blood Bank will commence soon and HP Malaysia Sports and Recreation Club with Pusat Perubatan Universiti Malaya (PPUM) would like to invite all HP employees to join in this campaign. We hope that all HP employees will donate to the National Blood Bank during this campaign in the hopes of making a significant difference to those that require the benefits of these donations. Your act of generosity will go a long way towards helping our fellow Malaysians – and possibly a colleague, friend or family member. Blood donation is safe and simple. More importantly it saves lives.

Don't miss this opportunity to do your part. "

And this just really pissed me off! Seriously, I am.

Mother Earth Is One Of The Most Beautiful Thing I Ever Had

ButTeRcUp says: In everything you do, reserve a room for disappointment, no matter how perfect your plan is. Something might just go wrong and you'll have room to grieve for it.

Last Sunday went to a pasar malam in Kepong and my friends introduced me to this.

Hell yeah! Really aroma across a thousand miles. I'll never eat it again unless it's the last food on Earth!

Sky in Melati Utama never let me down

Your are no longer the flower that I once raised with my heart, tears and blood. I gave you water, I gave you sunlight, I gave you love. All I got in the end is, nothing. However, you did shine that short period of my life.

KNN a CCB... TMD ar MCH!

Yesterday, there came a taxi driver. The 3 of us went up to the taxi and I immediately noticed that he's charging 40 cents for 3 person instead of 20 cents.

"Err, did you overcharged?"

"You didn't know meh? Petrol now all go up already! The sticker also out already. Just that I didn't buy ma... I'll buy tomorrow and stick it up!"

Yeah, hell yeah! How come the Ministry of Trasportation only informed the taxi drivers that there's a raise but not the people huh? I requested for the receipt.

"No problem." happily he given me the receipt and off he fled.

I checked on the receipt and I laughed. His plate number was HWC 4780 and guess what's on the receipt? HWC 1234. Of course la he happily giving people the receipt all over the place!

Fine.


Today morning when I was waiting for LRT, I was standing at the most front. Then the LRT came. Once it stopped, an amazingly fast super huge wantan zapped in front of me and gushed in.

Fine.

*Lunch time*

"How much ar?"

"5 ringgit only... Hehe!"

Feel like punching that fat ass lady in her face.

Fine.




*Dinner*


I took plain rice, with a piece of flat-chested babi meat, and some long beans. Come, let's play Guess It game. Come come.. guess how much.



Nope.





Nope. C'mon, you can do better than that!





Closer....







Yeah! It was RM 5.30 ONLY.


FINE!


Now that there's only a few more hours to go before a new day arriving, be patience I shall. Just a few more hours to go....

Happy Diwali!

Vaanakam.

First of all, Happy Deepavali people!




Well, about to say something boring here. Don't read if you aren't prepared to be bored. If you do, please proceed.


Today, is one of the most busiest day as 2 of my colleagues went off for their 5-day-break. Expecting even worse on Friday to come. Since I've joined HP, I've realised that my life is even more meaningful and I'm able to see more people with my ears, and hear more people around me with my eyes.

I'm not boasting but I would say that I'm kinda hardworking. I got one and a half hour break a day but, in total, averagely, I took only 25 ~ 30 minutes break per day. Being a workholic(might sound a little too serious), I AM responsible of what I'm doing and I'm prepare to take any blame if it is my fault.

Now, being a senior to someone who's new, a senior supposed to care and to teach their subordinates in a better manner and show a good example to newcomers. Some did, but not all.

Being told that, things that I've submitted to seniors will be reverted back to me, I have got nothing back in the end. Hence, a few calls and a few messages were made and guess what, some of the seniors just don't really like me being that responsible it seems.

If you know how teamwork and coorperations play in a customer service department, you'll know how important are the feedbacks from the rest of the department to you. But it just never did.

I AM sad; I AM upset; I AM disappointed. But, I'm not defeated; I'm not dead; and I'm not down. I know that You are testing my patience and rationality. I'm listening and I'm facing it!

"A mistake will not take me down. It brings me further!" - Buttercup

Many Parents Did Not Belonged To Our World

You know how fast our technology advances? You know how much we kids nowadays will have to learn compared to those olden days?

I bet you don't. You parents just know how to fork out your stupid money and get your children to learn everything that you didn't get to learn, lazy to learn, and even things that you never want to learn. You parents made us children do whatever you liked and we'd followed.

In the end when all these things that we learnt come in handy, you won't believe us in return. What's the point of learning all these then? Why sent us to school, tuition, and even Uni in the first place? Why?

It's really selfish act when you guys just don't update yourself and ignore our advises. I didn't ask you parents to learn back what we've learnt. AT LEAST, put our words into consideration. Don't be selfish.

Welcome To My Life

Sometimes, it is rather sad to see that people don't really understand you. I know you people might be reading but I just want to shout it out.

Things really going haywire when the rest of the people don't understand you at all. Even if you turn to some of them, it's like nothing told can be done.

I AM OK, I am fine. Things will work out fine. Life goes on.

And thanks alot for those who had talked to me. I really appreciate that alot. All of you.

Welcome to my life.

Plans Jeopordized

Seriously, I hate you supplementary papers. No, I should say that I hate myself for not being able to have a complete control over myself when it comes to studies.

This semester is really something challenging for me because I've accidentally flung 2 of my papers and now am preparing for them in days to come. Being honest sometimes really don't guarantee you much in the future.

I'll be a real good boy next semester. I know I've been like saying this for the nth time but, it's really the time already. Bless me.

So much of my holiday plans... Never mind. I'll redeem everything next year! I WILL! Watch me.

What Am I Going To Do In Holiday Le?

I'm here, sitting in front of my notes, thinking of what I'm going to do for my holiday. I've a few plans for myself during the break but it seems that, some of the things are in the way.

Sigh... First of all, I thought the job I "found" can guarantee me a RM1600 per month for 3 months but at the end, the boss said that he wanted one who can work for at least a year. There goes my dSLR...

Secondly, I want to do training so that I can pretty much build up my self-confidence plus skills again but Wai Loon wanna to stay in Melaka during weekdays. PLUS, Jun Xue is now in UK already. Sigh... I seem to have lost all the purpose in this semester break.

Oh well, however it it, I'll still practice and will try to find other job that I can earn about that money. I want my 3rd Dan and dSLR! Plus, I wanted to defeat you Wai Loon and Jun Xue, in time to come. Be prepared.

Of All Things... Direct Selling!

Went for a "talk" today, which I classified as direct selling. It is rather interesting to see how people psycho-ing, brainwashing people.

At the early of the conversation, it was somehow fun and interesting. They keep on explaining how good is this and that, their scheme and so on, like usual. Just imagine, you can earn USD 1000 at least in a week!!! Wow! That's a big amount of money man! No kidding! All you have to do is either buy a product from them which costs about 1800 Agungs, or, 5000 Agungs for the primary model to start of a small business.

In their probability calculation, in 3 years to come with 10,000 Agungs, one may make 300,000 Agungs per month. Yes, PER MONTH. How can all this not attractive? You JUST NEED a start off of 10k only, and, downlines to help you to grow your "business account", not forgetting a yearly account re-activation fees of USD10.

Well, from the starting until the end, I'm standing on the side where I'm telling them I'm not keen in joining QuestNet. The first speaker, Student Rep from UM just kept on persuading me to join, till he gave up and he seek help from his senior.

This senior guy just came, sit down and start questioning why I am not interested. Until he can't stand already, he said:

"I am that kind of people who will offend people when I don't like. But why am I here, sending you the message is because I think your life sucks! Why you don't let your parents retire earlier? Why you want to make them suffer by working at their old age? I just don't get it. Your life sucks but you aren't doing anything about it!"

These people trying to make you feel guilty, psycho you to join their scheme. Haha! His subordinates were looking from the side, helplessly. But thank God that I wasn't born soft-hearted and I managed to withstand all this and came to the conclusion that I'm not interested and not going to buy anything.

I didn't want to make things that clear in the first placed but they forced me to. They should have stop when I firstly hinted them. In this incident, I'm sorry most to Soon, who is one of my close friend. I made him in a hard position. Forgive me.

Anyway, I enjoyed the "debate" I had today. It is fun!

And people, if you don't like direct selling, tell them in the face. These people don't mind to insult you and bring you from Heaven to Hell by insulting. All they want is just money. And....

SHALL YOU HAVE ANY DIRECT SELLINGS, FIND ME NOT! THANK YOU!

p/s: If you came across something like this (direct sellings), think twice. Before you started to earn, you already started to get your pocket burnt. It is not a bad thing for those who have high enthusiasm. But, I'm just not the one.

Why Can't We Do It Our Ways?

I've been really really errrm.... out of my mind recently. I'm doing things that I'm not supposed to do. It's not that I can't do the things that I initially had to do, but I just don't want to do them.

Survival Instinct. Something very strong that lived within us since the moment we are formed. We all strived to survived, until this day, and it will go on. I started to see how people strived to survive further, to become better.

It is the rule of the nature it seems. The strong shall live and the weak shall perish. Of course, we as human, ignored the latter. We bring up the weak ones to be as strong as we are. I realised that, I've been wasting a lot of time, doing things that is not in my interest.

Why is it that studies must be set as the priority in this world? What about those people who can't afford to study; who don't have the talent to study; who don't have the brain to study; who don't have the will to study; who don't have the IQ to do the Mathematics? Are them all going to die? Some people can just play everyday, watch dramas everyday and yet, just study that little bit before the exam and they get great results. Is that fair?

It is like, in this world, technology is advancing and where ever you go, people says:"Hey, study! It's a guarantee for your brighter future. If you don't have the paper, you'll never succeed!"

Is this fair for those people I mentioned just now? It's just not fair. In some of the philosophies, they tell us to do what we wished to when we are still breathing so that we will not be regret when we are holding on our last breath(of course those that are not clash with the Undang-undang Persekutuan Malaysia and Universal Law). So, are we really given the chance to do so? Answer that yourself.

We have to make decisions everyday, to me, particularly, these few weeks. I've been making alot of decisions, some of them are againsts my will and principle. But, I just had to carry them out. Rules of survival. You do everything you can to survive. To survive from people, to survive from stress, and to survive from Human's Pride!

I really wonder... when will the time when, human will not look into the papers, but the qualities in one himself. Not everyone is made to study and become Einstein nor Edison. We have our own limitations that we want to go through that barriers, but, in our own ways.


p/s: Pictures uploaded. Click here.

p/s2: Not that I wanted to sound you but, sometimes what you did is just a bit annoying. I'm sorry.

Some People Are Just Greedy

Monday night I had my dinner with Yang Berhormat, of course, with those other people that I'd mentioned. Of course it was something like the political dinner but it somehow turned interesting, to me but not them.

As usual, those people always polishing YB's shoes, this and that.

Consultant:" So errrr YB, this is our plan to open a food stall for student at the back of the condominium. Please have a look at the price list and see if its feasible."

KTAR Rep:" Yes YB. This will benefit all the students from MU."

*Mind you that in previous meetings, they kept on mentioning that from MU walk to the back of the condominium is rather dangerous and they hope for more chinese food stalls IN THE CONDO.

Consultant:" The price is very cheap. RM1.70 a plate of curry rice."

YB just had a glance at it. The consultant don't feel right.

Consultant:" YB, have a ....."

YB:" Who's the vendor?"

KTAR Rep:" Errrr.... errr......"

Consultant:" Never mind, just tell him." He whispered to that KTAR Rep but amazingly that I can hear that!

KTAR Rep:" Errrr well, the vendor is actually this consultant's sister-in-law. "

YB smiled. Hmmmm... I think that the consultant looked down on YB's IQ and intended to bring in his family business to make an earning WHILE, he already had a cybercafe with 150 PCs, earning don't know how much of money and he still crave for more. He is one of the KTAR Student's Affair Department officer and he open a cybercafe huh? So convenient for the student!

Consultant:" So errrr YB, is the price ok?" While he brought the price list and showed YB.

YB:" Aiyah.... All these never mind one lar. I can't do anything one. You can do it yourself. I can't help you one!" As he started to change topic, not to mention on that food stall again.

I tell you what. That's the best thing I've heard so far in this year!!!! This YB is not like other politicians that just simply promise people, get advantage from there. This YB has his own eyes and ears whereby he don't like people to polish his shoes. He knows what he is doing and I tell you what, this is that kind of politician that I would vote for if I'm going to vote.

Serves those people right!

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Since last Friday, my stomach has been very very upset. Initially I thought it was only a normal stomach ache but it turned out that it is still painful until today. Whenever it pains, I'll have to leave my work aside and let it pain.

I've met doctor but he also don't really know what's happening to me and just simply give me some gastric medicine. So much of Malaysian doctors. Bravo!

Yesterday was the open interview and public speaking for my campaigning. It was ok until this guy, let's call him Peter, appeared and started to ask things that he shouldn't ask. He's doing it as if he's the President or someone with higher authority questioning about our future plans as SR. For your information, this Peter of UTAR, is a Very Very Irritating Person. You can just ask most of the seniors, and they'll tell you :" Oh, if you see him, please stay away from him! Just stay away if you don't want trouble."

He just thought that he knows everything but a lot of people has already banned him from joining them when doing projects. Why? Because he's the spokesperson for NATO. No Action, Talk Only. And he's specialist in that. Very very professional. Mind you, stay away from "Peter". Oh ya! FYI again, he's doing a rocket research with KIA in dunno-where when he's only a Biomedical Science student. Not forgetting that, he failed his Maths. Wow! I wonder if Albert failed his Maths when he created the A-Bomb.

Time to go. Bye.

Never Trust Them Again!

Warning : To KTAR students/staffs, don't read. If you insisted to read, please bear with it because it's MY BLOG! And I'm only addressing the following to certain people.

Finally it's the day for the committee members with their respective helpers to get signatures from UTAR and KTAR students, walking from home to home, unit to unit.

So, I had my housemates, all UTAR students to helped out. We started from first block, total of 19 stories. By the time we finished all the 19 stories, those KTAR ones haven't. So the person in charge of KTAR asked us to proceed with the new block, 19 floors again. This time, we are on our own.

When my housemates and I finished that block, I contacted the rest of the KTAR representatives. One, never showed up (which I was told that she'll be late); Two, went back already; And the last one, already went to mamak with his gang; WHILE MY WHOLE TEAM IS WORKING THEIR ASSES OFF FOR NOTHING AND THE REST ARE ENJOYING THEIR ASSES ON CHAIRS.

I swear it. After I got the extraction from the signatures collected, I'll slowly leave this stupid group.

Now, why am I so upset about all these?

1. They mentioned to have a briefing at 2030, but no one showed up until 2100.
2. During the briefing, they just bullshit and nothing in the briefing is useful.
3. Things that had been discussed, like name tag, letterhead, permission letters, etc, all were not done by those who'd volunteered to do it.
4. They are not giving their cooperations at all.
5. They rest/cabut/fucking aside while my people are working their ass off in the field. This is what I'm really angry about KTAR asses out there.

It is a golden opportunity for KTAR and UTAR to have some sort of relations but they had spoilt everything. Everything. They can make all the talking, nonsense, irrational suggestions and ideas but in the end, nothing came up.

I have one thing to say here. This bunch of KTAR assholes are really equal to Malay pigs whom I met during the camp. All talkings and no work! If it's the student only then I might still be able to understand. Even their Student's Affair Department officer also the same thing. What the fuck is this? Even adult also kanasai!! I'm done. After Monday the submission of the signatures to Yang Berhormat, I'll resign. Fuck them all!

Kanasai! What Kind Of People Are These??!!

Perhaps now I should tell all of you that, I'm representative of UTAR, for Student's Welfare Committee (SWC) in Melati Utama. We'll get to contact Yang Berhormat and deal matters with him. Sounds nice? Glamour? Hell NO!

First of all, I'm forced to be part of them. Fine.

Secondly, this group of people is over-ambitious. They make such big proposal, giving stupid suggestions to carry out things that THEY HAD PLANNED! Excluding me even though I'm the only UTAR representative.

Some of their brilliant suggestions are:

• Go unit by unit, during weekdays, to collect signatures and contacts of KTAR + UTAR's students.
• Get their signatures and details early morning when people starting to go to school.
• Make fake photographs that bus has got not enough place and people fainted because too hot and too pack in the bus.
• Hang plates/manila cards on the neck, written there "We need RapidKL".

I'm really not a click with them. Maybe my IQ and EQ are not as high as them, but I know how to deal with things logically and reaslistically.

That consultant of ours, he don't even know our conditions and he's giving orders. He knows nothing. NOTHING AT ALL. He only have something, a big mouth that spills all the creative suggestions, such as the plates/manila card, asking us to set up booth at mamak stalls.

FU-YOH!!! So geng! Man! I'm just so stupid and not up to their level! Perhaps I should go and study KTAR and learn their culture. And I'm PISSED OFF.

I've decided, to keep a distance from their group... and slowly, leave that group. It's just not my way of doing things. Talk blank, talk big, talk cock.