I DESPISE MALAYSIAN MUSLIMS!!!

Honestly, I despise Malaysian Muslims who goes with the name PAS.

Today, once again I am very much embarrassed with the backward, neolithic (oh, maybe Paleolithic) way of thinking these PAS members (read: Youth Leader) portrays.

They are trying to implement Taliban way of administration.

Mind you, yeh, Malaysia is not Afghanistan, not even Brunei that you can have this kind of rule.

Malaysia is consisting of various races and ethnicities, and that, if you don't know already, comprises of various religion.

And it is NOT , constitutionally speaking, an ISLAMIC country.

Yes, yes the official religion is Islam, but there's no provision in the Federal Constitution says that Syariah Law is in any way above the Civil Law.

So, please, adhere to the Constitution, will you?

On October 25, superstar Beyonce Knowles is set to stage her long awaited concert in Kuala Lumpur.

She'll be singing, screaming, jumping, shaking her booty and all her stuff to entertain Malaysian crowds.

And there is NOTHING wrong with that.

That is what we call entertainment. And that is the cleanest form of entertainment you can get.

If you're saying that she has to wear hijab and standing straight while singing like a statue so that she could entertain us, man, I gotta tell you, you are on the wrong planet man!!!!

Royals

The squabble between the Raja Muda Johor (Crown Prince of Johore) with a Prince from the Seri Menanti Palace somehow shows the bad examples of the Royalties in Malaysia.

It was indeed very a shameful act, and what's more it was done by members of the Royal Families, which all Rakyat Malaysia regard highly of.

And the more interesting fact is that the Royalties were back from partying at a sqwanky night club in Kuala Lumpur, showing that these so called protectors of Islam and the Malay Adat (Culture) are somehow very gladly embracing hedonism.

We the Rakyat expect more out of a Royal Family.

While they were raised in palatial mansions, we the Rakyat has to work our ass off everyday just so that we could afford a DBKL housing project.

Please, we are not questioning your positions as members of the Royal Family, but you have to live up to that standard.

You are regarded as having "purer" blood compared to all of us, with all your dignitaries and sovereignity, yet you showed us that you can't even be the best example for us.

These circles of Princes and Princesses need to be sent to some Khidmat Negara project, along with us the lowly paesants, so that they knew, and emphatised our everyday life.

There should be a law, which among others imposing some "qualifications" before a Prince or a Princess could be accepted into a Royal Family. They should be tested with services to the people and the country.

For example, every Princes should enroll into "special military schools for the royals" right from their teenage life up until they graduated.

Every princesses should be sent to some "Islamic institution for the royals" so that they be more adhered with the Syariah law.

And before they were ever crowned as a Royal Family, they should serve as a civil servant for at least 1 year.

Whatever it is, we are just lowly paesants, we don't even have the right to talk.

F1 1 Malaysia?

This is plain stupid. Period.

The worst ever decision by the Malaysian government under the reign of Najib.

The running cost is estiomated to go from Rm60 million to Rm300 million per year.

And I don't have to finish my ACCA papers to figure out how much schools and hospitals could be built with that much amount.

And I don't have to earn some Economics Degree from some fancy UK institution to figure out that most Malaysians won't even benefit from this investment.

Think about those Orang Asli kids who can't even make a decent living, yet their homes are being chopped down to make way for some development project.

Think about those Penans, Ibans, Muruts, Kadazans, Bidayuh and so on who lives in some of the most remote area in the world, with no proper education, water, electricity and even irrigation system.

Think about US. Malaysians in every sense of life from the hawkers in Jalan Alor, to the bartenders in Jalan P Ramlee.

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EFFING LORD!!!!

An Indonesian maid was in a Hong Kong jail Thursday awaiting trial for mixing her menstrual blood in a pot of vegetables she was cooking for her employer. Indra Ningsih, 26, allegedly told police afterwards she mixed the blood into the meal in a superstitious effort to make her Chinese employer "more amiable and less picky" towards her.

The maid was arrested Tuesday and charged at a hearing Wednesday with administering a poison or other noxious substance with an intent to injure. She was remanded in custody until May 13.

Ningsih was arrested after her employer peered through the kitchen door and saw her acting suspiciously as she cooked vegetables for lunch.

When the employer checked, she found a blood clot-like substance mixed with the vegetables and a used sanitary napkin in the kitchen bin, according to a report in the Hong Kong Standard newspaper.

Prosecutors said that Ningsih told police her employer had been unhappy with her performance since hiring her last July and constantly scolded her.

She told police she mixed the blood with the food because she believed it would improve their relationship and make her employer kinder to her, according to prosecutors.

In 2008, a court in Saudi Arabia jailed two maids from Indonesia and the Philippines for four months and sentenced them to 250 lashes each for putting urine and menstrual blood in their employer's tea.

Another Indonesian maid in Hong Kong was jailed for three months in 2007 after being convicted of adding urine to the drinking water of her employer, believing it would make the family treat her better.

More than 200,000 women from the Philippines, Indonesia and Thailand work as live-in maids for families in Hong Kong, doing housework and child care duties for a government-set minimum wage of around 450 US dollars a month.

Viva Forever, My Friends...

Do you still remember,
How we used to be,
Feeling together,
Believing whatever,
My love has said to me,
Both of us were dreamers,
Young love in the sun,
Felt like my saviour,
My spirit I gace you,
We'd only just begun...

Hasta Manana,
Always be mine,

Viva forever,
I'll be waiting,
Everlasting,
Like the sun,
Live forever,
For the moment,
Ever searching
For the one...

Yes I still remember,
Every whispered words
The touch of your skin,
Giving life from within,
Like the love song that I'd heard,
Slippin through our fingers,
Like the sand of time,
promises made,
Every memory saved,
Has reflections in my mind...

Back where I belong now,
Was it just a dream,
feeling unfold
They will never be sold,
And the secrets safe with me...

Its Been Eight Years...

Approximately eight years ago, I was elated to found out that I was placed into this institution, which is regarded as among the best in Malaysia's Secondary Education, where the creme de la creme were placed and trained as to be the front runner of the country's leadership and economy.

I was a student of MARA Junior Science College Kuala Kubu Bharu.

So there I was, all alone in a secluded district of Kuala Kubu Bharu, the Sleeping Hallows, as the British described it about a century ago, where it was the first British Administration centre in the State of Selangor, before Kuala Lumpur gained its fame.

I was alone, emotionally.

And there he was. i'm not sure wether I like him at the first place. But one thing for sure, I like people who is interesting, colourful, cheerful, motivated and "very gay". All and all, there was something in him that I couldn't quiet put my finger on. Mysterious. I would say.

His name was Andi Rizal Za'ba. Hailed from the sleeping city of Shah Alam. He was a scorpion, just like me, and for some odd reason, we stick together.

Boy, I never thought It was going to be EIGHT years.

We literally done EVERYTHING together. We live together, we sleep together, we play together, eat together, study together, laugh, cry....dream....

And of course, being a super smart student Andi is, I always knew he would one day further his studies some where prestigious, somewhere farr away from this land of Sunshine. Far away from me.

The question is now, could I handle with the "thought", the mere thought of not having Andi by my side, not having Andi to cheer me up when ever I was down, not having Andi to show me how freak he is when studying, not having Andi to irritate me with his ultra liberal thoughts, not having Andi with.....almost everything?

I'm not sure I could handle that.

Now he is totally, absolutely, the reality has smack my face with the fact that Andi Rizal is really going off. To Heriot-Watt University, Edinburgh, Scotland.

And it's been eight years since we first met...

Stay the Same, Andi!!!!!

Dont you ever wish,
You were someone else,
You were meant to be,
The way you are exactly,
Don't you ever say,
you don't like the way you are,
When you learn to love yourself ,
You better of by far,
And I hope you always stay the same,
Coz there's nothing bout you I would change.

I think that you could be ,
Anything that you wanted to be,
If you could realize,
All the dreams you have inside,
Don't be afraid
If you got something to say,
Just open up your heart
And let it show you the way

Believe in yourself
Reach down inside
The love you find will set you free
Believe in yourself
You will come alive
Have faith in what you do
You'll make it through...

Don't change...

This lyrics "Stay the Same" is dedicated to my bestest friend, Andi Rizal Za'ba, who is going to Heriot-Watt University, Edinburgh, Scotland to further his studies in Acturial Science.