Archive for May, 2007

29
May

semi value

By Adrian 0 Comments
Categories: rants and raves

Apprently our dear Sammy Vellu is very upset with the contractors.

Our PM told Sammy Vellu to shut up and stop blaming others.

Yes, there are tonnes of problems with the new court house, and also other municipal buildings [here and here].

And I quote the Star:

The cafeteria of the new court house, opened on May 3rd, leaked again after the nightmare for the new court complex on April 30, just before the official opening on May 3, when two ceiling panels collapsed together with some lights. Less than a week after that, cracks measuring at least 3m long began appearing outside Magistrate’s Court 4. A check by The Star yesterday revealed that the cracks have since been patched up. On May 7, the air-conditioning in one of the High Courts malfunctioned, while on May 9 the entire complex experienced a blackout, resulting in several cases being postponed.

Anyone remember the Middle Ring Road 2 (MRR2) incident few years back? Basically the whole stretch of the highway got to be closed down for repair.

And then there is a leaking Parliament roof [here].

So is this what we get for hundred of millions of development for the country? Some more the Works Minister Datuk Sammy Vellu got to cheek to blame the God for a major catastrophe under his ministry. Yeah right. Sure! Why not? Blame the wind being too strong. But the so-called Engineers should have calculated those factors in before they build anything. So these Engineers are half-plus-six Engineers or what?

As an Engineer myself (Engineering background, but not doing Engineering work now), I totally understand the “Safety Factor” in all the structural calculations. Now, there are three possibilities for the lousy structure: 1. They fucked up the calculation, 2, they have no idea what they are doing, or don’t know how to use the CAD software, and 3, the builders did not follow the work plan or they did not use enough materials.

When there is a problem, our Works Minister still got the cheek to ask for more money to do inspection. Blardy hell! There’s a big issue there and those contractors build it, and they should give a basic warranty period. By the way, how the fuck these buildings get the Certificate of Fitness (CF) to move in?

Nowadays, I don’t even want to go to any government building. Who knows? The whole roof or the structure might collapse and I might be in the midst of it. I am not yet married and I don’t have children yet, so I don’t want to die young. Hell, I am a bit scared to take the new Stormwater Management and Road Tunnel (SMART) [website here] as well. I do not have enough confidence, especially after our Works Minister publically announce how structurally strong and smart the tunnel is.

For me, all these are the semi value jobs.

23
May

fugly faggot

By Adrian 5 Comments
Categories: rants and raves

Let me make a point first before I continue: I have nothing against gays or lesbians. In fact, I have a lot of friends whom have different sexual orientation than me but they remain close after all these years. This story is about one particular fuckwit.

His name is Khoo and he will always say that he has “substantial investment in apartments”. Unfortunately, the only thing he does is investing in those ultra low cost apartment, like those in Pelangi Damansara. If you happen to be looking for an apartment to rent, and the owner (or owners’ friend) appear to fit this description, run away from this fugly faggot as soon as possible. Furthermore, he always “giving quick tips on how to get rich” and he is always on the “look out for people to join his group for making big investments”.

He drives a gold color Toyata Camry and always wear shorts, not those basketball player kind of shorts, but ultra short shorts revealing a big part of his thigh. And then there is always a guy tagging a long with him, wearing those ultra short shorts as well, and they always go to Ikea at Petaling Jaya for shopping. Yup, they appear like they don’t need to work, and like they have nothing better to do. The other guy don’t have to have a tattoo on his forehead saying “I am Khoo’s bitch” but one look can tell that they are partners, and both of them are equally bitchy. Besides, Khoo will always drive his partner around in his gold color Toyota Camry, and other telling signs will indicate that this so-called partner is leeching from Khoo. Well, with his look, he can only afford to cling on fugly faggot Khoo.

So why am I writing about this faggot, you ask? First of all, he crossed my path big time and I was so pissed at him that he was the first person (besides some very unfortunate people) who was scolded by me publicly. Yup, I had yet to raise my voice to anyone for the biggest part of my life but I had enough of him and I just couldn’t hold it but to lash out on him when he was whinnying like a bitch and acting like a bitch. I increased my voice up two notches and it was still a long way from shouting to him. I had the urge to just shout at him (trust me, when I shout, it could be really scary and ultra loud) and told him, “Khoo, you are a motherfugly faggot so just shut the fuck up! You niamah-lan-chow-cheebye faggot!!!” (just in case you want to know, that is one serious cussing in hokkien).

Oh yes, he was the first asshole that could get me to that level. Not even the fat bitch can do that. Not the inconsiderate bitch, and not even Beuno the Great can summon that kind of annoyances that can fire me up that quick.

Yes, as you can see, I am seriously pissed.

First of all, that motherfugly faggot will tell everyone that he is a professional investor in properties. Don’t listen to his crap because he has no idea what the hell he is talking about. Besides, he can only do low cost apartment and think that he has done great things in the unit to demand high price. Look else where and you will find something much better. I wanted to show him how investment can be done professionally and correctly, and not in those ultra low cost apartments, and ask him how dared he tried to show off to me like that. But I didn’t want to teach him too many things. Let him rot in hell.

When there is a problem with his units (trust me, those units will always have problems because it is low cost), and if you call him to inform him, he will always tell you to “go to the management office and get the form, then tell them my name. I have substantial investment there so they will rectify the problem as quick as possible.” Yea right. Over my dead body. The truth is, no one in the management office give a shit about him. There are a few units of his low cost apartments leaking and when the tenants informed him about the leakage, he always asked the tenants to go to the management office and throw his name around, as if the people in the management office are afraid of him. Then when the management office people (another bunch of assholes, but that’s another story) don’t give a hoot about him, and when the tenants move out, then the motherfugly faggot Khoo will jump in, nag none stop and threatened to take “actions” for the leakage and all that crap.

And then when he demands money, he can be really BITCHY. Yup, BITCHY, all in caps. But once you throw the money on his face (which I did), he will smile and gave you lame excuses like, “Oh we are reasonable people, so no hard feelings ya?”

Pray to God that I don’t have to deal with him anymore, if not I will shout at him, and I might even bitch-slap him and torture him until he cannot have anal sex for the rest of his fucking life. I will tear up his ass so he will have two asses for the rest of his pathetic fugly faggot life. Even the ultra-cool Maria also couldn’t stand him and wanted to slap him. Go imagine.

And if you meet a faggot name Khoo who drives a gold color Toyota Camry and “owns a substantial amount of investment in Pelangi Damansara”, avoid him like a plague and do not buy his units. There are much better options around that area, and there are better owners around that area.

Trust me, or else you will regret for the rest of your life.

21
May

short update

By Adrian 0 Comments
Categories: General

I have been very busy.

I am in the midst of moving, and then there are a lot of things to do in office. So I got no time to blog, no time to do anything.

So please pardon me for my lack of update.

15
May

Whatever, Anything, You Decide

By Adrian 2 Comments
Categories: jokes

Whatever
Men: What to have for dinner?
Women: Whatever..
Men: Why not we have steamboat?
Women: Don’t want la, eat steamboat later got pimples in my face
Men: Alright, why not we have Si Chuan cuisine?
Women: Yesterday ate Si Chuan, today eat again?
Men: Hmm….. I suggest we have seafood
Women: Seafood no good la, later I got diarrhea
Men: Then what you suggest?
Women : Whatever..

Anything
Men: So what should we do now?
Women: Anything
Men: How about watching movie? Long time we didn’t watch movie
Women: Watching movie no good la, waste time only
Men: How about we play bowling, do some exercises?
Women: Exercise in such hot day? You not feel tire meh?
Men: Then find a café and have drink
Women: Drink coffee will affect my sleep
Men: Then what you suggest?
Women: Anything

You Decide
Men: Then we just go home lo
Women: You decide
Men: Let take bus, I will accompany you
Women: Bus is dirty and crowded. Don’t want la
Men: Ok we will take Taxi
Women: Not worth it la… for such a short distance
Men: Alright, then we walk. Take a slow walk
Women: What? Walk with empty stomach?
Men: Then what you suggest?
Women: You decide
Men: Let’s have dinner first
Women: Whatever…
Men: Eat what?
Women: Anyting

12
May

F1 night race…

By Adrian 2 Comments
Categories: weird shit

Okay, this is a confirmed news…

Singapore will host a night F1 race beginning 2008 season at the Marina Bay area. [For the official news from F1, click here]

*Laughs*

Sorry, I just can’t get the image of a F1 car with two Bi-xenon headlights out of my head. [Okay, when I got the time I will edit some F1 cars with headlamp to show you how it will look like. Or if I can find one image from Google.]

And to my Singaporean friends, sorry dudes. You will have more problem with the traffic because there will be road closure for weeks (for preparation, the testing, the trial and also the race day) and all the cars will be diverted from that area. If you happen to work near there, you can expect to kiss your car goodbye as you cannot drive into that area.

But luckily you got a good MRT system.

11
May

lack of shit

By Adrian 2 Comments
Categories: about me

I have been skipping breakfast (not that I take breakfast), lunch and sometimes dinner, for far too long.

On Tuesday, I skipped breakfast and lunch. Then at night ate a good Japanese food with girlfriend for dinner.

On Wednesday I skipped breakfast and lunch, and at night after coming back from work at around 8pm, I went for dinner with girlfriend and ate some noodle.

Yesterday, I skipped breakfast and lunch again, and at night, I didn’t eat any thing during the party (work related party, anyway).

Today, I have successfully skipped breakfast and lunch again, and now, I don’t even have the appetite to think about dinner.

Is it something wrong with me?

I know I have been busy and under a lot of stress, but that should not be the case for me not to eat anything. But one credit to myself though…

I was trying to find something to eat last night. Unfortunately, the very last cup instant noodle was consumed by girlfriend, so I munched on 2 pieces of cheese.

No wonder lately I hardly go to the loo to shit. There’s nothing in my stomach!

09
May

the fat bitch strikes back

By Adrian 1 Comment
Categories: people and rants and raves

Yesterday evening, the fat bitch came back to delivery the shit to the store nearby. Again, she double parked her fucking fat-bitch-mobile in front of me, blocking my car.

I came out from the office, almost late for an appointment, and saw the ugly green piece of shit in front of my car. I opened my car door, jumped into the car, and started honking to no end so that she would move her car away. I mean, the bloody parking is almost vacant so why can’t she just fucking park the cheebye car into the proper designated parking space? Her idiot brain amazed me to no end.

The restaurant worker saw my frustration, and he walked over to the store to find the fat bitch to inform her to move her fat ass away. I saw from my rear mirror that she was shouting at the restaurant worker, and again waving her cellulite-filled-saggy-fat arms around like waving the flag, and she was obviously frustrated to walk for few meters, move the car and go back to the store to continue her delivery. Hell, I suspected that she was just waiting for the signed invoice.

I couldn’t stand it anymore, so I got out from the car, walked over to the shop, and then “pretend” that I didn’t know it was her car. I talked to the store owner that someone always double park in front of his store, and I complained that the green car was always obstructing the traffic and one day I might just take a picture and send it to the police station to file for a report. And I will also report to the building owner (the store owner was just renting) about this and if this happen again, the building owner might fine the store owner for this kind of abuses and not extending the lease again.

The store owner then started to bark at the fat bitch to move her car so that she won’t get the store owner into trouble. Well, the store owner is the customer so the fat bitch didn’t dare to bark at him, and she scolded me for being bitch (ironic, isn’t it?). I shouted at her that she was obstructing traffic and I tolerate her the last time, but this time it is too much and then I pointed at the vacant parkings, and shouted at her. I said, “See all those space? Can’t you just park your car there? Why must you block the road using your car? You think your stupid car is very big and special is it?” And the store owner chipped in, “Yeah. If you double park again, I will not sign the invoice and I will not accept your goods anymore.”

She kept quiet but glared at me. Yup, she was pissed. But I was pissed too.

Luckily I wasn’t driving my car that day. I drove my girlfriend’s car so the fat ass bitch won’t be able to find out which car belong to me and she can’t vandalize my car. Even if she did, I will make sure that she will end up in hell. Or better yet, I have asked the store owners and restaurant staffs to watch my car, so if she dares to even touch my car, she will end up in hell. I will make sure of it.

07
May

Killer Perfume - It’s a Hoax

By Adrian 0 Comments
Categories: General

Just got this mail in my Inbox. This is a reply from Gleneagles Hospital regarding the Killer Perfume post I wrote about last Friday.

From: Hazrina Zainul AzizDin
To: [Recipient Address Removed for Privacy Purpose]
CC: Samiha Abdul Aziz
Date: May 7, 2007 11:37 AM
Subject: POISONOUS PERFUME SAMPLE HOAX -GIMC INFO

Dear All,

We thank you for your kind consideration in seeking clarification from us regarding this matter instead of believing it and forwarding it to everyone else. Kindly find further information pertaining to the matter, below. The same can also be found on our website on the home page at www.gimc.com.my. FYI we have taken many actions to quash this malicious rumour repeatedly. However, it has been circulated and recirculated at such magnitude as to be beyond our control. Nevertheless we are sincerely trying our best to stop this rumours once and for all. Thank you for your concern.

POISONOUS PERFUME SAMPLE HOAX

Gleneagles Intan Medical Centre

Recently, an email and short message service (SMS) has been circulating amongst members of the public pertaining to a poisonous perfume sample which caused the death of seven women upon inhalation and exposure. It was purportedly sent by a person who claimed to be an employee of Gleneagles Hospital Limited, on behalf of the hospital, in order to warn the public as these seven women were supposedly admitted and treated at Gleneagles Hospital.

We understand the panic and mystification that this email has caused and the public’s need to seek verification and consolation from a reliable medical institution such as ours. Thus, we would like to highlight that we have never admitted or treated such patients and have never been aware of such incidences. We would also like to categorically state that this email did not originate from our Hospital and / or any of our employees, current or otherwise. In addition, we declare that no one was ever at any time commissioned or authorised by the Hospital to deliver and circulate such warnings. Further to this, we would also like to point out that our registered company name is Gleneagles Hospital (Kuala Lumpur) Sdn. Bhd. (Co. No. 198498-T) and we were never at any point known as Gleneagles Hospital Limited as claimed in the email.

This email hoax first surfaced five years ago, and we had posted a statement on the GIMC website to clarify and inform members of the public that the contents of the email were a hoax.

In view of the above, we sincerely hope that all members of the public who had read this email and our clarification will inform everyone around them that this is a hoax and urge everyone to ignore and delete such emails in the future. Thank you.

For media inquiries please contact the Marketing & Corporate Communications Department at 03-42552761 or 03-42552892.

Warm regards,

HAZRINA ZAINUL AZIZDIN

Executive, Corporate Communications
Gleneagles Intan Medical Centre
282 & 286 Jln. Ampang
50450 Kuala Lumpur

D/L: 03-42552761 Fax: 03-42579233
H/P: 019-3060056

So I guess the SMS thing is a hoax. If you receive this SMS, please refrain from sending it to everyone you know. It will create a certain amount of public anxiety. At this moment of the year, we do not need this kind of public scare and panic.

Thank you.

06
May

The Mississippian joke

By Adrian 2 Comments
Categories: conversation, jokes and observation

One day, a Mississippian went to Harvard University of Business School after he was accepted for the MBA program.

Amazed at the beauty of the campus and the marvelous structures, he got lost in the midst of locating the Business Department. He saw a distinguish young man walking towards him, so he asked the young man for direction.

“‘cuse me sir, can you please tell me where the Business Department is?” the Mississippian spoke in very strong Southern accent.

“Where are you from? We do not use verb at the end of a sentence because we are in Harvard, a very prestigious, if not the most prestigious, school in the world. We will only use proper English here,” The distinguish young man replied in an arrogant tone.

“Oh my bad,” the young Mississippian replied, “so can you please tell me where the Business Department is, asshole?”

That is one of the famous jokes I heard during my university time.

All the universities have a deep root and all the students and faculty has a strong sense of self-belonging and prestige in the universities. Most of the good universities have been around for centuries and normally they have a very colorful history, and the faculty members love to introduce the freshmen to a brief history, like who founded the university, when was it founded and how it grew, during the orientation. Of course, not everyone will remember exactly when and who founded it, but all the students will understand the history of it, the philosophy of their universities, and how they became who they are today.

Furthermore, almost all the students feel proud of their universities. Just look at the College Football game. There is rivalry, and there is RIVALRY. The students will show up to the game at the stadium, filling all the possible seats (there are around 20,000 seats available for a medium size university, and up to 80,000 seats for big universities), chanting in unison the slogan, flagging the logos, wearing the alumni shirts, showing off the team color, shouting for their teams. Yes, the support the teams get is enormous and it was one of the experience one cannot forget for the rest of his life.

But things are a bit different in Malaysia.

Recently I talked to a fresh graduate and I asked him about his university. His answer floored me to no end.

ME: “So tell me, what is XXX University about?”
F.G.: “It’s a place to study.”
ME: “Huh?”
F.G.: “You know, its a place where all the students study, a higher learning center.”
ME: “I know. I mean, do the XXX University has history, like how it was founded, the philosophy and how it became what it is today?”
F.G.: “Hey, it’s just a university, so what kind of history or philosophy you want?”

Note: F.G. represents Fresh Graduate

Besides, if you flip through the newspaper, you will be lucky to find any sports news on the local universities. Now I wonder if our local universities have any sports club or not, and do they organize any sports activities at all.

04
May

killer perfume?

By Adrian 3 Comments
Categories: General

Recently, I had received a few sms like following:

URGENT! 7 women have died after inhaling a free perfume sample that was mailed 2 them. The product was poisonous. The free sample r like lotions, perfumes, diapers… THROW THEM AWAY! The government believe this might b another terrorist act. They won’t announce it on the news because they don’t want to create panic or give the terrorist new ideas. Please pass this sms to all your love one! News from Hospital Gleneagles Ampang KL, 5 April 2007.

First of all, I believe that this SMS is fraud. Let me put it this way: why would any government try to cover this kind of news? What happen if more people sniff at the sample products and died because of the poison? And about “give the terrorist new ideas”? Oh come on, if they believe this is an act of terrorist, then this is not a new idea, isn’t it? The government will do the right step: announce the news to alert the public, put up a new call center to let the public call in more information or a place for people to dump those “samples” and also alert all the hospitals around the country for this kind of poison.

That’s why I said this is a fraud.

But we are in Malaysia. Who knows? Even during the SARS time, our neighbor countries were badly hit by SARS and yet, our news reported that Malaysia has ZERO case. That is until our Prime Minister demanded true transparency for the SARS case, and the next day, the number of SARS cases grew from ZERO to a few hundred. So we can’t be sure, especially when we are in Malaysia, can we?

That’s why I sent an email to Gleneagles Hospital regarding this issue and asked them to clarify this issue on their website.

Let’s see what happen next.

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