The Controversial Good Boy Gone Bad

Radius (Uh, what a name) is a friend of mine who is obsessed with rock songs so much that even when I went to karaoke with him I’m almost deafened by his powerful Linkin Park + Limp Bizkit voice. And recently, this talented future rock star recorded a song and for once I actually appreciated a local singer, Radius, aren’t you supposed to feel proud or what?

Not just he recorded a song called “My Heart Longs For You”, he even made a music video for it. Don’t worry there’s no screaming like a mad bitch part. Do not fucking expect some high end music video, though it’s just a simple video, I think his great vocal will impress you. Well at least I’m impressed! Check out his music video and listen to the song!

Click here if you can’t see the player

I haven’t got his permission to blog about his song but I seriously find it nice so if you wanna disagree with me, it’s best that you don’t even think of commenting, fuck freedom of expression or whatever shit, I’m the lawmaker in my blog.

And somebody please sign Radius up, better don’t let his talent gone wasted!

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If you’re desperate to flame somebody in my blog, this is your chance! :D

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Of course you are entitled to your opinion, but that doesn’t mean I can’t have mine. So if you read this, I hope you digest what I’m about to tell you.

By the way readers, I won’t name this person because I don’t wanna give her free link and she didn’t specifically mention who she’s trying to hint so I don’t have to mention her name here. But I definitely know who the hell is she because… you gotta keep reading to find out. :)

So apparently there’s this woman who said this, and I know you will copy and paste the following paragraph and search in Google to find out the original author,

With that kinda people, the world will move in the opposite direction because they are so shallow-minded and just like ’sampah masyarakat’… haven’t even achieve anything in life but their lives are so bitter yet condemning other people.. I wonder what will they achieve by using ‘bombastic’ and ‘vulgar’ words attacking other people. I would love to class these people as ‘Losers’ but instead I will want to bless them. Their dictionaries have nothing except for the ‘f’ word. I wonder how their parents taught them. I really thank God that eventhough I’m not from a well-off family, my mother taught me well.

I’m proud of who I am today… without tertiary education…I am still an achiever!! AMEN!

First of all, thank you for wanting to bless us and fuck you for questioning how our parents teach us. If your brain is still functioning, may I ask you if you are a parent, will you teach your children to say “Fuck you”? Most likely not. And I believe it is a common understanding among us that parents are not likely to tell the child, “baby, say faaaaaaaark kiu”

So when you drag “parents”, you are just implying that our parents must have done a very bad job. However, may I further enlighten you that for us to say or do something, it doesn’t have to come from our parents? The obsession of “F” words does not come from our parents, we learned it because it exists in the dictionary, and of course, it exists in songs and movies too. So the only person you can point to is US, not our parents.

Ok so now you wanna brag about how your mother taught you well, not in a million years will I lower my standard to yours to criticize your mother, because that’s just not my style. But if you call us “losers”, ok you did not call us losers but judging from what you’ve written, you INTENDED so, and if we are the losers, quite frankly, what makes you think you are not a loser?

When you, represent your god damn company to drop this fucking comment to my friend’s blog whose entry was about his accident and his foot injury,

Click here to read my friend’s entry on his unfortunate accident and that fucking comment

Can you even READ before commenting? Is that even a proper way of advertising your company?!

And I traced it to your personal blog and I told you to apologize for your inconsideration, not just you ignored us, you even tried to lecture people? What is this? A pot calling a kettle black? If I wanna be harsh on you, may I know if there’s any mirror near you? Because 1, you look hideous and 2, your so called manners is worse than your look. So before you call those “F” word lovers losers or lack of proper education from our parents,

You should reflect that on YOURSELF!

And you probably need to attend tertiary education too

I know you moderate your comments, but since you offended the “F” lovers and you were so INCONSIDERATE towards my unfortunate friend, so I will take this as my comment to your entry. Don’t hate on me, if you read at least 4 times with your tiny brain, it’s not hard to grasp what I just wrote. I know you will read this because I just left a comment in your blog notifying you about my dedication to you.

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People, if you wanna say something, do it now!

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Attention all the ladies/Chris Crocker wannabes/authentic Crossdressers… This entry is gonna be about Blogshops, I need to take a break from cursing people already! I’m not paid to do so but because 2 of my friends finally have their blogshops, so I’m gonna do my part to help them to promote their virtual blogshops.

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The First Blogshop - Sasha Vintage

Sasha is my classmate and she has been very keen of having her online business so she first started it off in some forums but she found out that if her business can be done in a blog, it would be very easy for her to maintain it. Sasha is a believer and absolute devotee of vintage fashion, that will make you think that she is totally outdated but fashion does not represent one’s knowledge, what makes you think an outdated person would have a BLOGshop? As far as I know, Sasha is an intelligent and a responsible blogshop-owner with NO complaints todate!

She is Sasha, and she is the owner of Sasha Vintage

On top of that, I also love the way she describes the collection. And most importantly, because I don’t shop for dresses, I’ve asked my female friends about the price and I got feedback like “they’re cheap!”, so what are you waiting for? If you are interested in vintage fashion, you MUST click here, on top of that, these are the 3 dresses which I think are beautiful.

Like them? What are you waiting for? Head on to Sashavintage.blogspot.com and do your purchase now!

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The Second Blogshop - Nicolekiss Boutique

Nicole is also another friend of mine, met her once, first impression till now is still the same - sweet looking and a very friendly girl, and just like Sasha, she owns a blogshop too! Otherwise I wouldn’t drag her into this entry right? While Sasha sells vintage clothes, Nicole sells very beautiful accessories and also some clothes!

This is Nicole from nicolekiss.blogspot.com, what do you mean you don’t know her?

I think if you are someone who loves beautiful accessories and exclusive one, you can definitely check out her blogshop, my favorite 3 (like but cannot wear) are these:

Accessories collectors! You need to go to nicolekissboutique.blogspot.com now before it’s too late! Oh yesh, did I mention she’s providing free wrapping for the upcoming joyous Christmas season?

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Ok bitches, get serious now. I will not allow comments for a few wonderful reasons:

• I’m not a popular blogger so in case you want me to write about you or your friend’s blogshops, you should approach other people. Disabling comments means I don’t have to see comments like “hey please write about this shop.”, but if you want me to write about you, at least be supportive in my blog and show me that you have been a loyal readers then we can talk, otherwise no need lah.
• I’m numb getting colorful comments from all sorts of free people who just love to let me know how free they are. BUT it’s not good for me to read your nasty comments about the blogshop owners so save your breath if you wanna fire.
• Some dumb readers might drop me a message asking me how to purchase the products, you can click on their links to go to their blogshops so please don’t bug me anymore after this!

See? Simple reasons only so I hope you understand why I’d rather help you to save your energy to comment right? But if you insist to comment on something, the upcoming entry should be another spicy entry. So stay tuned.

Sorry boys, just bear with it for once! :D

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I don’t know who to blame right now so I’m gonna pull 2 companies to fuck right now because my trip to Genting wasn’t a pleasant one and I got all moody so as usual, I’m gonna take this as my anger ventilator. So we reached Genting around 4am, it was so so so chilly and when we’re about to check in to First World Hotel, it seems there are many people queing up already.

And you know what’s the best part? Those people who queue up are not getting their rooms, in fact, they are getting NUMBERS. The numbers are for them to wait till 12pm to collect their check in tickets.

Great, so can anyone tell me, from 4am to 12pm, what are we supposed to do? Sleep on the streets like a beggar? When I queued up to get my number, I’ve heard some Singaporean ladies chatting and complaining about Genting’s peculiar system. I mean come on! Don’t tell me you don’t have rooms for us AT ALL? What is all this procedure thingy about? Are you trying to show that those who are not rich and can only afford First World Hotel should not be prioritized?

If that’s the case, how come the fucking bus company did not tell us that we won’t be getting rooms till 12pm? Then we don’t have to be such a bunch of dumb asses to make ourselves look like some shitty homeless people wandering to kill time.

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Tips #1: If you wanna go to Genting, make sure you board bus which reaches at 8 or 9 in the morning so that you can get your numbers and play at the outdoor / indoor theme park while waiting.

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And mind you, we are not of the legal age to enter the casinos to kill time, it’s 4am, nobody will allow you to play at the Indoor and Outdoor theme parks. So we ended up hanging out at Coffee Terrace which serves breakfast buffet at 5.30am.

So After this,

And this,

I am officially full and I’m dead sleepy, because after some chit chat and all, it’s only 7:30am. And we still CANNOT get our rooms! Talk about playing at the Theme Park, please, I still need to get some sleep. I know I should be sleeping in the bus but how “fortunately” the bus seats we managed to get are at the last row, and it fucking vibrates ALL THE TIME! How to sleep in that condition?!

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Tips #2: No last row in bus, you can’t even sleep and you will always feel like vomitting.

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So we waited till 8:30am and finally we get to play at the outdoor, in a very very very exhausted and sleepy condition. It’s still very early so there were only few of us roaming around. Just when we thought we could start boarding the big ship thingy, we were told that they will only open when there are at least 15 people. And we only have 8 and that bitch still won’t allow us to play. What a motherfucking bitch.

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Tips #3: To play at the outdoor theme park, by hook or by crook you gotta have at least 15 people in your group.

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Among the rides/places we visited at the outdoor theme park are:

• The horrifying boring till can die ghost house and because it was so scary, we screamed even before the car moves into the house.
• The Malaysia’s first roller coaster which is also scary till we screamed before it moves.
• The fucking Space room which wouldn’t even operate until the room is filled up got us really mad and left after people started walking in. Fuck it man, we waited like an idiot for 15 minutes and there’s NOTHING!
• The Cockscrew which could make you scream ONCE while it’s making a 360 degree turn.
• The Dinosaur Island which described the types of fake dinosaurs and produced loads of irritating roars till i felt like burning the whole island down. They even had the guts to try to scare the people with this big ass toy (see picture below)

It roars like mad, I yawned because I’m still sleepy

As for the indoor theme park, we only get to try the 4D motion master, I don’t know what happened but when I put on the 3D glasses, it gave me serious dizziness!

Oh yesh! I’d like to say this:

DON’T WASTE YOUR MONEY ON THE STUPID GHOST HOUSE NEXT TO THE ‘RIPLEY’S BELIEVE IT OR NOT’ ROOM

You need to pay extra RM25 to go in. You can’t even take pictures inside and you will be given a headache creator (3D glass) to wander in the so called stupid Ghost House filled with ugly grafittis and annoying sound effects and THAT’S IT!

Back then it used to be very fun where there are people scaring you inside and the floor can even vibrate at one point! What happened to these people and awesome technologies? Why is it now so fucking boring?!

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Tips #4: No Indoor Ghost House

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So when it’s finally 12pm+, the numbers started rolling and finally there were people working, we were anxiously waiting for our turn to check in.

Till now I still don’t get it why they can’t just allow us to check in straight away and we had to wait! When it’s our turn, we rushed to the counter and again we HAD TO WAIT because of these 2 old ladies.

OK It’s not my practice to scold old people. I even said “bye” to them when they were about to leave from the counter. So do you have to guess what we did when we got our rooms?

We fucking slept like a bear hibernating. You probably have no idea how fucking sleepy we were! And you have no idea how fucking pissed I was with the fucking Genting system! And yes Genting, please make sure those operators who work at the theme parks to be more polite, we pay to play, not to be angered by their atttiudes.

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I know you’ll be thinking, why is there nothing good about Genting? Well sorry, I don’t have anything to compliment them, what? Are you gonna feel damn glad when you reached at 4am, not being able to check in and had to resort to act like a homeless person?

This is definitely not the Genting I used to love, I am truly disappointed by the way they work. I know even though I am pissed, they won’t give a fuck because there are still many gambling addicts who love the casinos so much. But I definitely learned my lesson. Grr!

Please take note of the tips in between, they are helpful!

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When you’re in my college, you’ll be amazed by the types of students we have, we have the nerds, the monkeys, the fashionable, the UNfashionable, the loud, the reserved, the obnoxious, the oh-so-decent, the politician wannabe and the China Ahpek(s).

Normally I’m the type who won’t speak much to people I can’t click with, because it’s just a waste of time, like if you’re a clubber, are you sure you wanna ask the nerds to go clubbing with you? You don’t wanna see them puking hard after one sip and all you see in their vomits are pages from the books.

For my case, I totally dislike the China Ahpek(s), the “s” is created so that I don’t have to sound like I’m pointing to one person.

My definition of China Ahpek(s) is a person from Chinese school who thinks he is still living in the ancient era with his super conservative thinking and when they speak in English, they carry the kind of accent which Russell Peters can imitate best (Remember “be a man!”?).

I’m from a Chinese school too but of course I don’t have issues with that, as for people who can’t speak perfect English, that’s fine too. But what I cannot tolerate is their fucking conservative thinking. They have their right of living the way they want, and I definitely have my right to rant.

So let me give you an example of how a China-Ahpek will describe themselves,

Name: Lee Heng Heng
Age: Naiteen
Sex: Guy (Tryin to act cool)
Hobby: Read Chinese books
Ambition: Lohyer
Favorite Genre of Music: What is jen-rer? Oh oh… Erhu (Chinese violin)
Facebook?: No no, oni Flenster, there got many cute mei mei.
About you: My name is Lee Heng Heng, I am naiteen, I am a guy, I read Chinese books, I wan to be a lohyer, I play and listen to Erhu, I oni have Flenster. You wan to know me? This my msn address Leehengheng@xmail.com , add me to know me o!

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And that’s the kind of people I don’t mix with, I don’t despise them, because they find me super insane too. They think I’m the kind who always act like I’m an English educated kid which I’m not. And I think they have no life at all. These people are UNfashionable, UNable to speak in fluent English and yet they like to pollute the environment with their weird ass accent. (Next time, just don’t be so loud when you speak, you wanna practice, don’t scream!)

I even heard about a China Ahpek implying that my friend is a slut just because she doesn’t cover herself from head to toe. And it’s not like my friend reveals her boobies or PART of her boobies. I also know of the group of these China Ahpek gathering in a group and start labeling the girls. Motherfucker, didn’t know ugly, unfashionable and life-less people like you are qualified to criticize the girls’ dressing

Oh, in case you are offended, let’s be fair, what you guys commented about me weren’t that nice too. So it’s my turn to lash shits out on fuckers like you. Bye and keep rotting. :)

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MOTHERFUCKER!

Ok I don’t care if my opening speech is rather flamboyant or whatsoever but I certainly need to rant.

The dinner/supper/dinpper after class turned out to be a very unpleasant moment for me. When Sasha dropped me to my car at 11:36pm, normally if you wanna drive, all you need to do is to switch on the engine, release the handbrake and shift your gear to “D”.

So as usual, doing all these only requires like 5 seconds? Now, my very “fortunate” event happened when my car couldn’t move AT ALL. So I was like… Hmm, maybe I needed to step on the gas pedal so that it will move. So I stepped on it and it moved… Yes it MOVED!!! For like… 2 or 3cm with a horrifying screeching sound that goes like “EEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKK” each time I stepped on the gas pedal.

Something is definitely not right already and it’s 11:36pm, who the fuck would help at this time?! And how am I supposed to drive back to mainland? OK if someone were to fetch me back, where am I supposed to leave my car? I doubt it’s safe so basically…

I’m so fucking screwed.

Fine, the only person who could tell me what to do right now is of course, my dad. And he gave me various solutions, one of them includes parking my car near my college (since my college is just the street after the place where I parked my car) and get my mom to fetch me back and tomorrow he’ll get someone to fix it.

The journey to my college is not very long actually but because I had to drive with the jammed brake so basically I need to slow down because it’s fucking annoying hearing the crazy screech… I don’t know how to describe it but it’s like when you drive with your handbrake’s not being released. Geddit?

Because I couldn’t even drive fast, so of course to make a turn is extremely difficult for me.

And there’s this motherfucking driver who kept honking me behind. Chaohai you think I want my car to be like this one is it? I slow down also wrong ah? Cibai kia, honk me for what fuck? Honk already my car can be fixed is it?

So after I turned, I stopped in front of a Nasi Kandar shop and sighed for a while… And thought to myself, WHY IT OCCURRED AT 11:36PM?! After pondering and cursing about my bad fortune, I stepped on the gas pedal and my car could move perfectly fine and smooth!

Don’t even ask me why because I don’t even know why. And it’s definitely not because the cuntface who honked me ok? It’s something about the heat and what fuck contraction and expansion in the mechanism blah blah blah, so when it’s smooth, I better drive home but I was slow… Slow because what if I speed and the brake becomes malfunction? Woohoo~

The only thing I know now is to fix my car tomorrow morning so that it won’t get fucked again, and to whoever that HONKED me. One day your car’s gonna break down, your four tyres are gonna be FLAT and you will cause a massive jam till at least 2 or 3 road bullies will confront you.

That’s the karma for honking me when my car was in a shitty condition. CCB!

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My classmates threw me a great birthday celebration and I was damn happy and I even wrote about it in my Facebook notes (Special thanks to Sasha, ST,Omesh, Komesh, Shalini, Jolene, Amanda and Jamie for making my birthday a memorable one! Please check your Facebook because I tagged you in my notes), and to those of you who wished me, I appreciate that sooo much! Thank you guys!!!

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Ok here’s something serious which I need to blog about, my BFF came all the way from KL to celebrate my birthday with me, and when she’s back to KL again, she had a very bad encounter with a rude taxi driver. I felt so bad because if she didn’t wanna give me a surprise, this kind of incident will not happen on her.

Thank God nobody was injured but her story was rather disturbing. I shall quote some of the excerpt from her blog,

My friend was sitting in front and I was behind. The road the driver used,I’ve been there before, it is a much bigger round compared to the one we always use. So my friend asked the driver “Kenapa tadi tak jalan straight,you belok ke sini? (Why didn’t you just drive straight but instead you took a turn?)’ The taxi driver became very agitated and started screaming at us. He then stopped the car and demand we get off. We didn’t move. So he got down and went behind and got a very big bamboo stick. He treathened to hit us if we don’t get off. He opened the front passenger door and proceeded to drag my friend out. My friend didn’t move one bit. So the driver came and opened my side.He yelled at me “AH MOI, TURUN! KAMU TURUN SEKARANG!!! (Woman, get off! Get off NOW!)”

Click here to read the full story.

This issue was discussed in the forum and some smart alec assumed that it could be my BFF’s friend was rude to the taxi driver till it aggitated him. I cannot deny it is one of the possibilities that the taxi driver got so provoked but I certainly wanna say this,

SO WHAT?

So what if the friend was rude to this driver? The possible dialogue could be, “Stupid, I told you to just drive straight why did you turn?”, but one thing for sure, what makes the taxi driver thinks he can threaten to hit them? Moreover, ok morally we are not supposed to be rude to each other, but like what I always say, if you fucking hate your job so much, then QUIT.

If you are destined to be a taxi driver, suck it up and be grateful that at least you are not unemployed. Because at the end of the day, your customers PAY. You provide service, that is how a contract will be formed, EVEN IF YOUR CUSTOMERS CHOOSE TO BE RUDE.

But from my BFF’s scenario, this driver asked them to get down from the car and even demanded to be paid. His job is to deliver the customers from point A to point B, and if he didn’t send them to point B but he stopped his car somewhere before point B, chased the customers out and threatened them, what makes him think he is qualified to demand payment?

BFF did the right thing to pay because she didn’t want anything to happen to them. But guess what happened? Quote from her blog again,

So I paid him. He threw the change on the floor and I was bloody pissed.

Now now, this is getting out of hand but he is lucky because he met people who don’t really give a damn about social rubbish.

Thank God my BFF wasn’t alone. And this should serve as a lesson to you people. Some taxi drivers are extremely uncivilized, we can’t educate them because they are too old to change. So the best thing we can do is to spread awareness so that people can be aware of them and stop relying on them. The reason why they are stuck up because they know, if you don’t wanna board their taxi, there are people who will still count on them.

Save your breath and forget about reporting this matter to the police UNLESS you are injured. If I were you, I will definitely file a complaint to the company and write an article to the press because say what you like, NEWSPAPER is still a killer. Imagine how the news will reach out to the public?

I’m not sure if THIS site (It’s for the Malaysian) is useful but it worth the attempt if you have any bad encounter with any kind of drivers.

I am not interested to know the other side of my story, I’m on my BFF’s side, so if you see this Taxi number plate : hb 6702you know what to do.

I’m sorry BFF for causing you to face this kind of uncivilized people. But I do hope people will be aware of this issue.

What have we learned today? Some taxi drivers can be very very rude, if you hate to deal with their shitty attitudes, take a bus or other alternatives. If you still can’t stand them, don’t ever step outside your house

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p/s: Some idiot said they have never met this kind of rude taxi drivers before, but that doesn’t mean you can conclude that those who encounter rude taxi must be those who are at fault by pissing the drivers off first. I have met rude waitress, but do I have to YELL at her to get my food? No I did not but she’s still rude towards me.

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