Seeing as the KFC incident is now a hot topic that keeps popping up on my newsfeed (which I have been trying to ignore for the past few days). I am going to share my 2 cents on it.
I think both parties are at fault and I am not going to stop going to KFC because the cheesy wedges are ORGASMIC. First of all, was he waiting in line to order or did he ordered first and is waiting for his chickens? That sound weird. Waiting for his chickens, if you know what I mean.
If he was waiting in line to order for an hour, that is really silly. Superbly idiotic. He could have just use that precious 1 hour by finding another franchise nearby and actually get his well deserved fried chickens, no?
But if he was waiting for his orders to come through, then management is at fault and should have just apologize.
The dude who threw punches at the customer. Maybe he has a bad day but that does not mean he should resort to violence. Period.
I would like to think there are more to what we can observe from the video. Instead of constantly bashing on the employee, the customer should be partly blamed for too. No one is always right.
Business should be about mutual respect between each other. Stop blowing things out of proportion and make it a racial issue when clearly it is just anger issues between 2 males.
I love Malaysia for its cultural diversity and I hate it for its racial tension. Everyone, make peace not war. Have some manners and decency to keep those nasty racial comments in your head or some notebook.
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Analysis
I tend to think things to a whole new level. I could think of an ant and make it into a freaking beast of the west.
I am holding back on thinking too much and take things just as it is. Sometimes an ant is just an ant. I got to stop thinking like a freaking paranoid person.
Jumping to a completely different topic (to distract myself), I am obsessed with lipsticks. I don't use them but collecting them is just blissful. The colors are so pretty to look at. I do not own all the colors of the rainbow but I wish I did. Sadly I only have 1 mouth to paint on and lately, my lips have been cracking like mad.
Also, I like breaking tablets into 2 with my fingers. My newfound obsession. I have discovered it last friday during an experiment. It is very comforting. How exactly? I have no bloody clue. But it just is. I broke the entire plastic bag of it. Although, my thumb is sort of hurting from it now as the skin and the nail separated a little. Ack. Stings when it comes in contact with any liquid.
Well, all obsessions has its downside. Boohoo.
I have been daydreaming way too much these days. Creating many scenarios in my head. I wish I had took up a course that is non-science like journalism or language.
Not wanting to end this post in a sad note, let us rewind to the previous topic.
IMHO, being obsessed with something or many things is a good thing. There are people out there still living their lives to quench their object of obsession. I am not saying that they live solely for that one reason, it is one part of the whole reason of living. Everyone has that object kept as their small little secret. Every one of us.
Cheers to how ever big or small the obsession that drives us to wake up each morning and get through the day.
xxx
I am holding back on thinking too much and take things just as it is. Sometimes an ant is just an ant. I got to stop thinking like a freaking paranoid person.
Jumping to a completely different topic (to distract myself), I am obsessed with lipsticks. I don't use them but collecting them is just blissful. The colors are so pretty to look at. I do not own all the colors of the rainbow but I wish I did. Sadly I only have 1 mouth to paint on and lately, my lips have been cracking like mad.
Also, I like breaking tablets into 2 with my fingers. My newfound obsession. I have discovered it last friday during an experiment. It is very comforting. How exactly? I have no bloody clue. But it just is. I broke the entire plastic bag of it. Although, my thumb is sort of hurting from it now as the skin and the nail separated a little. Ack. Stings when it comes in contact with any liquid.
Well, all obsessions has its downside. Boohoo.
I have been daydreaming way too much these days. Creating many scenarios in my head. I wish I had took up a course that is non-science like journalism or language.
Not wanting to end this post in a sad note, let us rewind to the previous topic.
IMHO, being obsessed with something or many things is a good thing. There are people out there still living their lives to quench their object of obsession. I am not saying that they live solely for that one reason, it is one part of the whole reason of living. Everyone has that object kept as their small little secret. Every one of us.
Cheers to how ever big or small the obsession that drives us to wake up each morning and get through the day.
xxx
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Mi Papa
Here is the 411, my dad got drunk last night. Accidentally revealed some secrets from his shady past. Let me quote him, "I was not naughty, I was bad."
He sang karaoke which never happens in my entire lifetime. But when it was time to go home, my dad was clearly incapable of driving back insisted that he should. "I have been driving for so many years" That's a very poor excuse Dad.
Which lead to the scratches on the side of the car and a malfunction gate.
He was swerving on the road and driving at 40km/h. As we were approaching our house gate entrance, the accident happened as if it was a slow motion movie.
If the roles were reversed, I would never hear the end of it.
Exciting Chinese New Year holiday indeed.
It's time to face the ugly side of reality and study my butt off so I can be back in the comforts of my awesome home.
Below are some pictures I captured during the flight back. Enjoy.
Toodles.
He sang karaoke which never happens in my entire lifetime. But when it was time to go home, my dad was clearly incapable of driving back insisted that he should. "I have been driving for so many years" That's a very poor excuse Dad.
Which lead to the scratches on the side of the car and a malfunction gate.
He was swerving on the road and driving at 40km/h. As we were approaching our house gate entrance, the accident happened as if it was a slow motion movie.
If the roles were reversed, I would never hear the end of it.
Exciting Chinese New Year holiday indeed.
It's time to face the ugly side of reality and study my butt off so I can be back in the comforts of my awesome home.
Below are some pictures I captured during the flight back. Enjoy.
Toodles.
Friday, January 27, 2012
Living it up
Below is a picture of the leftovers from the night before.
I had one of the best nights ever. It started out awkward at first but everybody warmed up with each other fast with the help of alcohol.
See how it helps makes the world a better place? Well, drink responsibly of course.
It's been more than a week since I got home and gonna spend these last few days with people I love and care about. :)
If I keep this up, I'm gonna gained shit loads of weight. The food back home always taste incredibly delicious. Hitting another open house tonight. Woots.
Ciao y'all. xx
I had one of the best nights ever. It started out awkward at first but everybody warmed up with each other fast with the help of alcohol.
See how it helps makes the world a better place? Well, drink responsibly of course.
It's been more than a week since I got home and gonna spend these last few days with people I love and care about. :)
If I keep this up, I'm gonna gained shit loads of weight. The food back home always taste incredibly delicious. Hitting another open house tonight. Woots.
Ciao y'all. xx
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Intoxicated
Alcohol makes you do ridiculous things.
Gives you that awesome courage but at what price?
You have just traded your intelligence for it. Good or bad, it's all up to you to decide in the morning after. All the memories from the night before flood in as soon as you gained consciousness in the morning. Combined with the hangover: the worst feeling in the world.
I just experienced mine last weekend. Oh boy, I was completely in denial but by the 24th hour, I came in good terms with my actions. I'd like to think so.
Although as you drink that last shot you know it's gonna make you take chances and give as little thought as possible to the ugly consequences. Maybe that is how the end of the world is going to be.
Everyone would be in their drunken state, doing things they never thought possible.
I should probably grab the world by its disco balls. (quoting Drop Dead Diva) Hmm. I think I am having a quarter life crisis here.
Getting back to the main topic, there are a lot of people out there who needs alcohol in their system.
Have an awesome week ahead.
Loosen up y'all.
Cheers.
Gives you that awesome courage but at what price?
You have just traded your intelligence for it. Good or bad, it's all up to you to decide in the morning after. All the memories from the night before flood in as soon as you gained consciousness in the morning. Combined with the hangover: the worst feeling in the world.
I just experienced mine last weekend. Oh boy, I was completely in denial but by the 24th hour, I came in good terms with my actions. I'd like to think so.
Although as you drink that last shot you know it's gonna make you take chances and give as little thought as possible to the ugly consequences. Maybe that is how the end of the world is going to be.
Everyone would be in their drunken state, doing things they never thought possible.
I should probably grab the world by its disco balls. (quoting Drop Dead Diva) Hmm. I think I am having a quarter life crisis here.
Getting back to the main topic, there are a lot of people out there who needs alcohol in their system.
Have an awesome week ahead.
Loosen up y'all.
Cheers.
Monday, January 16, 2012
Greed
I will always have a problem when it comes to choosing food of different portions.
For example, earlier we went to the bakery and I was torn between charcoal bun or the entire loaf of it. Trust me, it is to die for. It's sweetness is mild and I am not sure what is the actual taste of charcoal but I'm gonna assume it taste like the bun.
Dedicating this post to Fransazellea, I'm so sorry that the title of this post is greed. You shall now begin reading wonderful things about you. I was supposed to post this up on your birthday.
Happy belated birthday and may you have a wonderful year ahead. You are one funny and loving housemate anyone could ask for. I think you should try cooking some meat for a change yea? Haha. Be brave.
Shall end it here.
Toodles.
For example, earlier we went to the bakery and I was torn between charcoal bun or the entire loaf of it. Trust me, it is to die for. It's sweetness is mild and I am not sure what is the actual taste of charcoal but I'm gonna assume it taste like the bun.
Dedicating this post to Fransazellea, I'm so sorry that the title of this post is greed. You shall now begin reading wonderful things about you. I was supposed to post this up on your birthday.
Happy belated birthday and may you have a wonderful year ahead. You are one funny and loving housemate anyone could ask for. I think you should try cooking some meat for a change yea? Haha. Be brave.
Shall end it here.
Toodles.
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