Journey to the Center of the Earth (part 1)

Having severed ties from the cyber world for almost a month, things are getting pretty stale. To rewind my fortnight, memories of the land of chocolate, cheese and watches should start it of. Now imagine with me.

Many Many days ago ah,

I take the aeroplane go to the guai lou place hor. The one with the mountain many many one. I took the aeroplane hor from the kiasu land. The plane hor flew so damn long I could feel my ass flatening over time. Then hor, got 13 hours to spend in my miserable seat with leg space so crampy I had to keep farting to shoo my neighbour away for more. Luckily they had superb online entertainment.














Here comes the however part. This game is called "Oraelicon". As the screen suggests, it's loading. I waited with a eager heart so thirsty to quench my boredom. 5 minutes, then 15 minutes and still on the same loading screen. Half an hour later, I wanted to scold KAH NI NA BU oredi but was afraid to wake all the ang mors up.

Man, if it was to happen on board the MAS, people would definitely say Malaysia Boleh! Semua boleh rosak! SUE NI AMA! KNNB CCB.

The same loading page went on for another 6 hours. At which point, my faced turned very tulan.

Finally, a miracle!














But then this thing took so damn long too but I prayed with sincerity and patience. The screen turned black after the prayer and then...














At this point of time, I wanted to open the emergency exit and jump down the plane like what happened in airforce one. JUST LET ME DIE.

Say "NO" to "Good and Honest Education"

Yesterday, I had my Company Law finals. That subject thought by some goofy lecturer screwed me so bad I wanted to sue everybody.

Fistly, the given timetable for this particular subject was 9.30am to 12.45. Well, that pretty much incurred the meaning of 1 hour per question and an additional 15 minutes for reading time.

It was later affirmed on the whiteboard in the examination room-exactly what was written on the notice board.

Here came the time when it was 11.59am. The examinor came about shouting "OBU candidates, 1 minute left". What the hell? where did my other 45 minutes go man? I looked up and saw the time change executed on the board. It wrote 9.30am to 12.00pm. They changed the time without even announcing it. Bloodly hell. The best part was that, throughout the whole exam, no time check was given. None at all. Oh yea, sorry my mistake, I forgot the "OBU candidates, 1 minute left" part and now I am fuming mad. Damn, it sure gave me the urge to rape Ms.Quah and to cut that goofy lecturer's dick off and fry it to become pisang goreng and then roll it around it black rojak sauce and then wrap it up in an envelope and later send it to his parents.


FUCK YOU KDU. I HOPE YOU GO INSOLVENT SO I CAN USE MY COMPANY LAW KNOWLEDGE TO SUE YOU AND GET MY MONEY BACK. IF ANYONE OF YOU READERS WANT TO COME TO KDU TO PERSUE "GOOD AND HONEST EDUCATION", I SUGGEST YOU SIT ON YOUR THUMB...