Shell Jalan Tun Abdul Razak, Ipoh FUCKING SUCKS ASS & RUDE

June 28, 2011 at 2:56 AM

I am FURIOUS.

I went to fill up my petrol at Shell (in Jalan Tun Abdul Razak, Ipoh) and I swear from this day onwards I will NEVER fill up petrol at that fucking place ever again!

EVERYBODY WAS FUCKING RUDE.

I was cleaning my windshield and I saw some dirty spots on the roof of my car.. so I wiped it up with the squeegee.. then suddenly this fucking bitch went and said “Hello…!.. This is not a car wash. You clean the windshield only, not the whole car!” ….ON THE FUCKING MICROPHONE. OUT LOUD. FOR THE WHOLE WORLD TO KNOW.

I was so fucking embarrassed. Okay, sure, if I can’t clean a damn spot on my car’s roof, get your lazy boney ass out of the fucking shop and tell me personally not ANNOUNCE IT FOR EVERYONE TO KNOW!

And then, my mom asked an attendant to fill up the tank because we don’t know how to fill up full tank and she refused! Asked us to fill it up ourselves because she’s fucking lazy I guess? We ALWAYS have somebody fill up the full tank for me.. if I have to fill up specific amount I can do it myself, I’m not retarded.. AND THEN.. I asked for someone to check the engine and all.. NO ONE WOULD DO IT. EVERYBODY REFUSED. I got so pissed by this time that I quickly told mom to fucking leave it, get in the car and left. Why the fuck were they hired if they don’t help you fill up tank and help you check the car?? Hired for DISPLAY ONLY?!

I swear I prefer when the foreigners (from Bangladesh) to work at petrol stations.. they were always so welcoming with a warm smile and friendliness and so helpful..well majority of them. I actually love the Bangladesh people working here because they’re so friendly everyone.. unfortunately we don’t see them anywhere anymore.

Should have gone to Petronas.

And then I went to a furniture store opposite of shell, and the guy was fucking rude also! I was looking for TV cabinet and this guy acting so snobbish as if we were from some rural area and drop dead poor just because we asked for a discount and free lorry transportation (er because we live 5 minutes away??) That’s customer discrimination. RM30 for lorry transportation?! No way! He said if he marked up the price and give free transportation it’s still the same.. just because some rich people prefer would come in their trucks or huge car and prefer to take the furniture themselves. As far as I know, the place is usually empty..

So I was in bad mood again. WELL IT’S HIS LOSS. Because of his fucking rudeness, I went to another furniture store far away and guess what?? Because the guy was so friendly, and I could get quite huge discount, they gave me good price, mom and I bought a new dining set, a new TV cabinet and a new display cabinet all costing at RM2500.. PLUS they gave FREE TRANSPORTATION (and they’re like 30 minutes away) and was willing to transport my old dining set (and some other junk) to my cousin’s house for extra RM30 (normal lorry rental price is RM50).

Or maybe, looking at it positively, probably God guided me away from that rude furniture store so that we could get the stuff at other furniture store exactly how I’ve been wanting them.. so I’m very happy with my purchase.

If you give good customer service, people would come. THAT’S GOOD BUSINESS! If you’re fucking rude and snobbish, how the fuck can you do business?? Or is everyone at Jalan Tun Abdul Razak fucking rude and snobbish?? At least the people at petronas next to it, and my fave peugeot branch next to it were never rude to me..

To the bitch at the Shell station, DROP DEAD YOU FUCKING CUNT.

Untitled Emo Post

April 20, 2011 at 12:54 PM

Everyday I keep trying to convince myself my life in Ipoh will change, and I’d be happy here. I’m just bullshitting myself. Truth is there hasn’t been a single day since I came back June 2010 that has been happy, good or worth thinking about. My life in Ipoh is pure shit. It’s a fucking boring town. Nothing ever happens here. The people here are fucking boring & lame. There’s just too much drama around that drives me insane.Too much problems in life that drives me insane. I’m already at the edge now. You may say, oh no, not another lame emo post of me whining and whining.. well fuck you, ktnxbye.

I keep saying I wanna go back to KL. I miss the busy city life. I miss doing all the things I did. My life wouldn’t be such a bore in KL. But it’s easier said than done. There’s so much things I have to consider if I go back.. just the same as there was so much consideration and sacrifice when I decided to come back to Ipoh. But the people here in Ipoh are driving my up the wall, seriously. I’m being general, not pointing at anyone specifically.

This past one week I’ve been sick. Terribly sick to the point that I thought I was gonna die. If you follow my FB and Twitter updates then you know… no one but myself knows how serious the problem is. People just think oh it’s normal, but no, it wasn’t. Well. I’m just gonna disappear into oblivion now. Don’t wanna care about anyone’s crap anymore, not even gonna care about mine. I’m just gonna ignore everything, and won’t give a shit anymore. I’m tired of not getting any credit that I deserve.

No Title

March 23, 2011 at 4:42 PM

I can say I’m once again facing God’s toughest challenge in life – my cat is sick.

My cat Jojo suddenly fell sick yesterday and just wouldn’t eat or drink, sleeps all day, no energy to walk, cloudy eyes… you know. I’m so not used to this. She’s usually a very happy, bouncy, loving kitty and to see her like this just breaks my heart into a thousand pieces. I couldn’t care less any other shits that happened in my life at this very moment which I can’t mention here. I just want Jojo to get better today.

Sigh.

I guess I really am cursed in Ipoh. There hasn’t been a time where I’m happy here. There’s always SOMETHING. ALWAYS. Well all I can do now is pray for her to get better. If she is destined to ‘go’, then I wanna be here with her, no matter how much it’ll break my heart. I don’t know if I can recover from it though because Jojo is very close to me.. she’s my everything. She accompanies me when I do my work on the computer, sleeps with me, she does everything I do.. she understands my words (or my language that I created for her)…

I must have done something wrong lately for me to be punished this way. Well, all I can do now is pray. But I don’t want to whine too much, because I know out there, there are people who are suffering much worst than I am. Like in Japan, they’ve lost their home, furnitures, clothing, pets and even family members so who am I to complain about my sorrow. However I just wanna let this out of my chest so I don’t go crazy from depression. I have to accept everything that happens to me.

But I also believe that everything happens for a reason.

 

The Trial Of Life

March 22, 2011 at 1:29 AM

Life. Life just bit me in my fucking ass and yes, it hurts.

No matter what I do, I’m still an epic failure. Failure in everything. I thought I had it good. I thought my life in Ipoh is finally changing, but shit son, who am I kidding? It’s still the same ol’ story. Same ol’ shit happening.

I’m still trying to figure out whether I should go back to my Japanese school or not. I’m no longer happy in Ipoh. I feel I lack something. I seriously fucking miss KL. I could have done so much more in KL. I had a job waiting for me in KL… Hundreds of jobs I could apply to.. why the fuck did I decide to stay in Ipoh? Nothing but a chain of epic failures. I guess I feel Ipoh is my comfort zone, therefore I tend to step into my comfort zone again whereas in KL i learn to be the best, beat the rest.

I. Hate. Ipoh.

There are certain things holding me back. A very tough decision to make if I want to go back to KL and sacrifice everything in Ipoh – my comfy home and my cats. No matter what I do in Ipoh, I’m still all alone in the end. I’m tired of this shit. I’m tired of drama. I’m tired of people treating me like shit.

It’s okay, I’ll move on. I’m used to all the shit that I always get.

 

Cat Bite

January 31, 2011 at 5:34 AM

Yesterday was just a very, very, very bad day. Started out at 2 or 3 am. Realized my outdoor kitties weren’t outside so I figured the mother must have took them to my neighbor’s house. The last time that happened, one kitten hid inside the car’s engine area and my neighbor just drove away WITH her inside. Poor kitty. I blamed myself for not doing anything that night because I thought the brother and mother would lead her back home. Boy was I wrong. I’ve been depressed about it. I wasn’t gonna let the same thing happen again.

So at 3 am I went outside, with dogs barking so loud, empty neighborhood… calling out to my kitties. I was totally risking my life there but I didn’t care. I managed to lead one back home but as soon as I picked him up, he was so terrified and fucking bit me. My left index finger and my right palm. I was in so much pain, bleeding bad, but I managed to take him home. So ignoring the stinging pain, I went back for my 2nd kitty. This one was the hardest. I just stood outside, calling to her, with food as bait and my other fucking neighbor went outside to check! With a torchlight some more. Asking who I was and what I was doing.

I was so embarrassed but seriously, that wasn’t my priority. After he found out who I was and what I was doing, he was quite nice to help me to open the gate so I could go in as he has spare keys. I was fricken scared if the owner wakes up and find out the other neighbor let me in at 4 am! Wtf. What an experience. But no, after almost an half an hour, no luck. So he left me alone and after a while, she finally took my bait. Fuck me. Luckily she wasn’t struggling as much as the other kitten or I might get bitten bad again.

After putting medication and stuff, I just wanted to rest. The partially blind kitten wanted to go inside and I told her no. Unfortunately that was the last time I saw her because when I woke up at almost noon, she was gone. She ran away. I now feel guilty as hell. I HATE THIS FEELING. I shouldn’t have pushed her away. Fuck me fuck me fuck me. So despite having the other 2 kittens back, I lost this partially blind kitten. This just add to my many list of regrets in the cats category. If you make insensitive remark on this, FUCK YOU, DROP DEAD AND GO TO HELL YOU INSENSITIVE FUCK.

My misery did not end there. Googling about cat bites led me to feeling paranoid. So I went to the clinic. Do you have any idea how hard it was to find a clinic that’s opened on Sunday in my hometown?! Found one, was hoping for no injection but the doc was so friendly and nice and sweet so I didn’t freak out. It wasn’t bad thank God. I was afraid I’d get the tetanus shot like when I stepped on a nail about 2 years ago or so. Fucking hurt like hell. I couldn’t move nor let anything or anyone touch my arm. I had a shot to the butt when I was in elementary school for cat bite.. wasn’t able to sit for a week. I still feel something to my right arm now but it isn”t as bad.

Went back home, and my friend coincidentally was having a bad day too and we were supposed to go out with a couple of other people last night. He had a series of unfortunate events and wtf he was just blasting out his rage to me. Seriously, I was still in pain, wasn’t feeling well, and I had to listen to someone going on and on about his anger and hatred and shit? I had my own series of unfortunate events, do you see me yelling and hating and screaming about how life is unfair? Fuck me. NOT something I need at time like that. He also told me that he saw a crushed kitten nearby .. THANKS. Such an appropriate time to let me know that! Now I keep wondering if it was that missing half blind kitten of mine. GOD. I don’t need this shit. IGNORANCE IS BLISS.

Whatever, fuck this shit. I need to be alone this week. I’ll just do my work quietly and hope my luck will change. I’m just too depressed to care about anything or anyone right now. I’m shutting down communication for a day or so because I don’t want to get more depressed now. I’ll be fine. Just need some time alone. The only good thing is that I had absolutely no appetite to eat yesterday for the whole day. Just had a small box of orange juice, that’s all. And 24 hours later, I’m still not hungry. Keep this up and I’ll be skinny in no time. Unfortunately I don’t want to get sicker so have to eat something later. Oh and my palm and finger are not stinging/throbbing or swollen anymore yay. Just a little bit weird feeling for my whole right arm but should be ok soon.