Shame on you KDU!

I went to the SCHOOL OF HOSPITALITY, TOURISM, AND CULINARY ARTS of KOLEJ DAMANSARA UTAMA, today and expected them to be full of courtesy as they are educating people to be in the line that has a lot to do with dealing with people. But the kind of reception that I had duly received today was so off, I thought I had mistakenly walked into a jail house where all the people working in there are just so damn vile ( I wouldn't actually know but I assumed so after watching Lady Gaga's "Telephone").

The School's admin and its examination division is just side by side. But they do not COMMUNICATE with each other AT ALL! When I went into the school, the receptionist said: "I don't know, we don't deal with this. Go ask next door", while she sat her fat ass on her chair. And after awhile, when I had to deal with her again, to see someone that I have no idea how she looks like, the receptionist was in such a hurry to go out to lunch to feed herself so that her fat ass gets fatter, that she just told me off to go into the office and ask someone else.

I did a little runaround and they tested my patience, yes they did. But my Ma did not teach me to be rude. So, I complimented their hostility with a smile and good manners.

They should be rightly name as SCHOOL OF HOSTILITY, TAUNTS, and CUNT ARTS.

In the dark

The notice has been up for a few days but only today that it dawned on me: we are going to be in the dark for a solid 11 hours on Sunday, July 4th 2010.

The WHOLE of Taman Tun Dr Ismail will be cut off from electrical supply from 8am-7pm.

Any idea where i should be heading to spend my Sunday?

The hospital perhaps? Gawwwssshhhh!!! I need to get a life!

Singapour

Was surprised to read that the floods has gone to Singapore's high-end shopping district.

Can't imagine buying a tux from Mossimo Dutti, that is covered in mud and gunk.

But what surprises me most, is the fact that Singapore is supposed to have the best of everything. Which means, they should have the best drain system and that their drains are not clogged with crap because they are the most clean country in Asia or something like that.

Thank God we had our trip day a month before :)

No smoking

In the pursuit to make Malaysia a non-smoking nation, the Ministry of health Malaysia has come up with this poster.

When I first saw this poster, I was doing my Community Medicine posting. I felt really disturbed when I saw this poster. Instead of trying to read the prints, I was thinking to myself: "Is there a freak show circus going on this town that features this creature?"

I didn't think at all to read that the poster was how a human's body could end up after many years of smoking.

And when Little Aleya saw this poster in the hospital the other day she asked me:
"Ni manusia ke apa ni? (Is this human or what?)

Oiii!

I was driving on the way back from hospital today after a long rather busy day and I rolled down the windows and blasted the radio on, just to release some steam. As usual, the stations are always full of blahs rather than real music that could sooth a soul.
But I kept my patience for the songs to be finally played after some time.

At one point, one of the local radio stations were reading out some of the highlights of the news today. I don't usually listen to news, neither do I to those snippets. But one particular topic seemed to have catch my attention, although I was on the verge of slipping into a coma while listening to the snippets.

Apparently, according to some Malay Language Office (or whatever), it is RUDE to call your superior that you work with in the office, "BOSS". So, what do you address that particular person as actually?

Your Highness, perhaps?

Mental note: start calling my specialist DUDE, from tomorrow on (and see how far does that bring me, eh?)

Call me conservative, I don't care

Saw this in OneUtama shopping mall. it is at the topmost floor in its new wing.

Really? This is allowed now?

What has Malaysia come to now?

Who are we to judge?

"Buat baik biar selalu, buat jahat jangan sekali"


Recently, I got an opportunity to join the Soup Kitchen organized by YMP and Pertiwi. I volunteered myself as a helper in giving out food to the homeless around some specific points in KL. The task wasn't that hard, but what the eyes see, is rather unbearable.



I am one of the lucky people to have a roof over my head and food whenever i need them. So, when I see the homeless, sleeping along the corridor, my heart just goes out to them. Although you might see them all dressed up, clad in clean clothes, carrying handbags and all, yet, they are homeless, and definitely in need of food.



Of course, they are not all locals. There are also foreigners that come around to get food from us. I don't blame them. Having traveled very far from homeland, they might have been conned or something, and now they are stranded and without a single cent in their pockets, what can they do for food?

Yes, you might day, these people, some of them look well and fit enough to work. But the stigma that is overwhelming our community is that these people might be drug addicts, prostitutes, they might be HIV positive, they might steal from you and all, therefore, they are not hired for work, any work at all. It is not that they don't want to work. Some of them really do, it is just that they weren't given the chance



It is unfair for us to judge them. They are in need of help and we should help. Just imagine, God forbids, if one day this kind of things happen to us, who will help us? Who can we depend on?

So, as long as we can help, just do that, help.

Hanya Tuhan yang lebih mengetahui

Read

Kaulah Segalanya Lyrics

here.

Mungkin hanya Tuhan
Yang tahu segalanya
Apa yang ku inginkan
Di saat-saat ini...
Oh...
Kau takkan percaya
Kau selalu di hati
Haruskah ku menangis
Untuk mengatakan yang sesungguhnya...

*Kaulah segalanya untukku
Kaulah curahan hati ini
Tak mungkinku melupakan mu
Tiada lagi yang ku harap
Hanya kau seorang
Kau takkan percaya
Kau selalu di hati
Haruskah ku menangis
Untuk mengatakan yang sesungguhnya...

*Kaulah segalanya untuk ku
Kaulah curahan hati ini
Tak mungkin ku melupakan mu
Tiada lagi yang ku harap
Hanya kau seorang
Wooo....

*Kaulah segalanya untuk ku
Kaulah curahan hati ini
Tak mungkin ku melupakan mu
Tiada lagi yang ku harap
Hanya kau seorang