Send Which Prison (Sandwich Prison)

I would like to personally thank the 'Heavenly Divine' government of Malaysia for the wonderful blowj- err, jobs that you've done up in your office. Your relentless thrust to the bettering of your citizens from all walks and runs of lives. Day in and day out. Thank you.

Thanks for all your efforts too in making TM Nutsack the most powerful Internet Service Provider (ISP) of the nation which have done, suffice to say, loads of goods to the country and her people.

Again, in this Exalted Trans-Script, allow me to Trans-cend the luxury of gratitude to a government that I, and am sure am not alone in this, a government that we all hold dear, close to our hearts. And I have no more wonders why handful of Malaysians succumbed to heart attacks.

Last but not least, I thank you bastards, for sandwiching us between TM Nuts and its rival's rivalry only to force us to accept 'Speed at best effort' - and not what we pay for.

Normal Folk,
Obnixious Bastard
From The Temple of Cleaving Berserks.

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TM bangsat, charged me for 100 Kbps speed and what did I ever do to deserve not more than 75% at BEST. 75% speed AT BEST speed craps from you ? And it normally runs on a mere below 50% speed. Shit even snails are commuting in Megabytes. Are we walking backwards ?

Jaring is good so far as I've tried. But hey guess what ? Jaring is a tad too far to cover its wired Flite Broadband within my vicinity. Therefore it only leaves me with either Stimix or Wireless Jaring which I havent been able to certify which is which. Responds from around the virtual community have been mixed, ranging from VERY VERY GOOD to WORSE THAN STIMIX. And here I thought Stimix is world's end. And obviously statistics like that wouldn't be able to assist much in my decision making.

Plus if I were to go like "Hey lets just find out.." - The "Hey lets just find out.." concept alone will cost me about Ringgit Malaysia Five Hundred And A Graceful Seventy, for the start. So its not workable. What if I decide that this isnt it.

Sighs Sighs. Nice being sandwiched while chewing on dilemmas.

Public Service, Pubic Servants.
Nota kaki: 2nd rate facility, 3rd grade mentality.

I reread stuffs I wrote last night. Like what the fuck. lol. Even I am having a hard time deciphering the encryption. Blergh. Ngantuk. Not my fault. Its Blogspot's.

Going to UH this morning. Waiting for my cousins to come and fetch me. 10 was what I promise. Despite worrying about my 10, I still have enough span to actually worry about my cousin's 10. I wouldn't mind really about the timing. Its just that I hate waiting. I dread it with all the life within me.

The last time I was told to wait was a nightmare with Series of Unfortunate Events. Dislocated my shoulder at 8. Rocked a clinic's bed while the doc tried to reattach my arm back to its socket and triumphantly failed at 9. Rocked by Yan's superb driving skills and groan at every smalls bumps she crashed upon at 10. Arrived at the hospital at 10.30. Watching the staffs' ignorance, lack of responsibility, sensitivity, dimwittedness and straight up rudeness along the arriving period until 1.30 a.m something. A record breaking 3 minutes consultation by a non-smiley doc and told to wait again. Treated like 2 hours later. By that time I was totally knocked to even realize what had happened to me. A good dosage of 3 times sedation did the job pretty darn well.

Nice jobs you people at Serdang hospital. Most of them Malays, HELL YEA I INTEND TO MENTION. Big ups. Besides a few notable Medical Assistants and a female Indian guard, you're all probably ice-creaming on a Big ass wristwatch. COZ U GUYS SUCKED BIG TIME!

A guard for God's sake could be ever so sensitive to actually hold the door when I was wheel chaired. And you people couldn't posses even a simple gesture of courtesy as to even look for a wheelchair as you were too busy chit chatting about which schmug is dating which witch. You fuckheads. A nurse even told Yan to "Suruh dia duduk dulu.." because I couldn't stand having to walk on my feet when its painful enough for me just to sit around on my ass. And what happen after the divine " Suruh dia duduk dulu " ? She then nonchalantly proceed to her group and Hu-Ha. I should've stuck a kitchen knife to her throat. But the again, we ran out of those. And she's just too ugly to get a dick stuck in whichever hole she could offer. Wouldn't make any difference anyways.

And which nerve will you got damaged if you could just stretch that thin line of muscle on your face and JUST SMILE A BIT.

Gosh, public service ? Rather pubic service. Heh.