| Bitching n Cussing
A place for The Cusser and The Suffragette to cuss and bitch all they want. |
| Tuesday, August 23, 2005 |
TM's slogan now:- 'You're heard' -- Tomorrow I give you answer.What does TM stands for?Tomorrow. TM means tomorrow. In TM, nothing gets done today. It's tomorrow. Besok, you call balik?Bayar dulu. When I went to apply for 2 lines last week. I was quite happy with the changes I've found in TM. The service was not really fast but acceptable. Everything was done within 30mins. All I had to do was to call back in 1 week to check when's the available time to get my phone lines sorted by a technician on site. I called back yesterday, and found out that the promotional plan they told me about last week was not valid. I had to pay DOUBLE of what was told me me. They said to call the shop back and get it sorted. Went back to TM-point and waited for 1 hour while the manager was serving only ONE-1 customer. It was obvious, the customer que was not moving at all. Most irritating was the one customer, a malay aunty. She had a number, 4129. The serving number at that time was 4120! She cut que! She's probably some rich aunty alright! Somemore she bloody bitch about everythign and ask the manager to help... I heard they were talkign about their friends in Tomorrow. Oh yeah, they were blind that the whole shop was filled with pissed customers. Finally she noticed me. Take a seat she said.... My answer:' eh blind ah? Where got seat? you all so slow! (being polite I only look at her and said, it's all taken!) finally, it was my turn. Turns out the promotion was still in place. But the line that I registered for is not available. Only got 1 line. So fine, process the 1 line and get it over with. Unfortunately having 1 line while registered for 2 is not okay for the Tomorrow's high-tech infrastructure. So it jammed up her whole system and she had to start me all over again. So what happens? you've guessed it. call back Tomorrow! Is anything confirmed tomorrow? Mesti Check la. Yeah Malaysia Boleh. TM will check again Tomorrow and see if we meet the mark. TM may have rebranded, but the core is fundamentally unchanged- the feeling I get is that they are a lazy bunch and very slow at responding to anything. TM's slogan now:- 'You're heard' -- Tomorrow I give you answer. posted by The Cusser at 11:48 AM 1 comments  
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| Monday, August 22, 2005 |
Grumpy mondayIt happens to me sometimes. I lay on my bed, just can't sleep.Looking at the ceiling fan, my mind races with its spin to the endless oblivious boundaries. My mind ran miles, while I'm travelling without moving. Still stuck at this dimension of consciousness. Where is the door that exits to dreamland? I just can't find it! Finally sleep overcame me at about 4am or was it 5am? It can't be. I saw dawn rising on me. I can hear my neighbour's cars starting. Ohhhh sleep! I need the energy later to work. So much work, so much work.... In a flash, it's already 12pm. Thankfully I am self-employed. Unfortunately, much has been lost, time is money indeed. But I can't buy back time with money and certainly not sleep. Now I'm half awake, half mad and grumpy. I'm going to work like mad today, tire myself out then I'll sleep like a log later posted by The Cusser at 12:57 PM 0 comments
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| Tuesday, August 16, 2005 |
Hate Being Behind The Lens** Warning. This is a super vain post** I don't hate hate hate this lar. Just dislike NOT being in the picture, that's all. What's the point of being photogenic when you are not the one being shot or snapped at? Huh?? I mean, God must have given me all these natural great looks for something, right? To bless others with my dazzling smile and sweet shy eyes. Oh gawd, I nearly puked over the last sentence. Heh. Anyways. I do get a rush snapping, uploading and sharing photos and videos with my pals and all. But it's sad when I realise that at the end of the day, I forgot to take a pic with the VIP of the event itself. What the heck lar. My next beau would have to have a decent digital camera or at least learn to use mine. And be worshipful of my goddesic beauty and snap my beautesque face in all possible angles and light of day. You can tell I'm day dreaming, right? posted by The Suffragette at 12:24 PM 0 comments
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| Monday, August 15, 2005 |
The Irony of LifeI hate it when this happens.The people you like, don't seem to like you back the same way. And there are others who are pursuing you but you don't feel inclined to give them the time of the day. Where is the fairness in that?! posted by The Suffragette at 9:23 PM 0 comments
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| Wednesday, August 10, 2005 |
Cost of HazeYou know, I've always complained about the air quality in KL. It's bad. It's really bad. Just go out of KL and you can tell how bad the air is.I never knew I can take anything worst until of course today. What the fuck is going on?? Gotham invade KL?? I can't even see where my own pee lands when i go to the loo! (oh shoot, I ought to becareful I don't hit my own leg... bad visibility.. bad aiming.. bad bad bad). Equally worst, there would be no more ass-spotting from a mile away until October!!! reports from thestar.com.my says. Hello?! October is almost 2 fucking months away? And until then, according to the people who knows what to do, nothing can be done. What the fuck does that mean? nothing can be done? We boast the tallest building, the most riddiculours AP distribution, the NEP that didn't work but still planning to go on, the less than 1% broadband penetration rate (despite the VERY early construction of MSC etc etc), the high toll to road ration (compare us to germany or england or australia or heck singapore), the high quality national car (which is cheaper in price and better in quality overseas than in Malaysia? Why are the consumers subsidizing for this?) and there's nothing we can do? How's this for a quiz? If your my neighbour does open burning and all the smoke comes into your house, you.... a) go and tell him to fuck off and do his open burning elsewhere or b) you stand there and watch while the children and the elderly in your house falls ill and you happily accept all the lame excuse your neighbout gives you. The answer is obvious. Maybe they need a taller building than KLCC to see clearer than their own egos. The people will be more happy if the government listen to them. NEP or not, we want to have peace - not an absence of violence - but a presences of love. If our neighbour is really trying to do something about it and says they need help, help. The cost from the lost of production, medicine, and the long term lost of responsibiliy and trustworthiness (which is priceless) from the government would be much higher I suspect. If the neighbour doesn't know anything about the open burning outside his house.. because some illegal shit is going on or s/he's being plain stupid or s/he's being bribed to sit on their fat ass and unable or don't want to do anything about it. Then shouldn't we send in our troops to take care of our national interest? It's like havingweapons of mass destruction released upon us. Biological weapon. Death by Haze. Slowly, but surely. If every cigaretts shorted our lives by 3min, and each cigarett last about 5mins of smoking. Our lives are truly in danger!!! Somemore the haze is said to last until October! Looking at the situation, how's this for motivation? Can we sue the neighbour or anyone else and claim for damages caused in health for this 3months of haze, the lost of years in my life, and all the other damages caused to my work...etc etc. Multiply that by the total population of Peninsula Malaysia. It's quite a hefty some. How much do you think that'll be? Is that a figure that will prompt a nation to do what's necessary to stop the haze asap? I think so. posted by The Cusser at 12:03 PM 0 comments
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| Monday, August 08, 2005 |
All Bummed OutThis is your lucky day, Cuss. Here's the pic you soooo wanted. My bum and yours. In some form of glory. To get those buns of steel, try Jane Fonda's videos. They rawk. posted by The Suffragette at 4:24 PM 0 comments
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| Friday, August 05, 2005 |
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I was talking to suff the other day. Apparently the asshole in her life became better. He became ------------- sexy ass :) Here was the conversation: The Suffragette: he said both oso really nice looking (something she showed her, could be her ass I wished I know) The Suffragette: that just thawed the tip of the iceberg The Suffragette: then we had a loooong nice chat The Suffragette: and he offered a listening ear to some thing i'm going thru The Suffragette: man, girls are such suckers for that The Suffragette: me melted The Cusser: ahhhh.. The Cusser: works everytime The Cusser: oohh... and then we try to get into your shorts The Suffragette: hmmmph The Suffragette: guys I think since puberty, our hormones has been programmed into us to breed. Women's bottom has since captivate us... me :) The first time I thought someone's ass nice was this girl who lived at the girls hostel near me. She would walk pass and I would be playing basketball. I can still picture the scene! At that time I was too shy to do anything. Years has pass, the next ass that I have a fond memory was this girl. I don't know who she is. All I knew was on a Saturday monring, she was wearing a nice tight white skirt. She had a good posture so her curves was so obvious. I just got up and was still blur. Halfway driving, I lost my focus. By the time I knew I was in lala land, I hit the brakes so hard the car behind me crashed into me. If you're this girl or you think you have such a to-die-for-ass, you can post here and I'll get back to you. We have alot to talk about :) (I scolded the lady for crashing into me and I think I got paid also. Yeah what, she banged into my car from the back mah!) The latest ass fascination would probably be the one belonging to Suff. She tells me she's got buns of steel. If we're lucky, we may see it here! hahaha. posted by The Cusser at 4:48 PM 0 comments
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| Thursday, August 04, 2005 |
Fondle a Bum, Pay the PriceI love it when I see this happen. Go, sisters go!
PENANG: An amorous man who fondled the buttocks of a woman was slapped, beaten up by the victim and her friend and then dragged to a nearby police station. The two women were at a shop in Carnavon Street looking at some kitchen utensils at 1pm yesterday when one of them felt a pair of hands rubbing her buttocks. The woman, in her 20s, quickly turned around and grabbed the man by his shirt collar. She and her friend then pushed him outside and started slapping, pinching and beating him up. ************************** The arse. It's fascinating. (http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2005/8/4/courts/11671832&sec=courts) He's smiling for ear to ear. Maybe he knows something we don't. Or the trial was just to stupid. posted by The Suffragette at 2:51 PM 2 comments
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| Wednesday, August 03, 2005 |
Near Kisses and MissesSome guy very nearly kissed my car bum today. Dang.What is it with these folks who dream while they are driving and are totally oblivious to the traffic that has already been stalling in front of them? And he doesn't even look like a young punk who just had his driver's license. The dude is freaking old. You would think that he's old enough to know that you have to be alert at all times while driving on Malaysian roads. Gah. I so need a hug and a kiss. Now. posted by The Suffragette at 10:19 AM 2 comments
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| Tuesday, August 02, 2005 |
MinishortsYou've gotta love those minishorts.The other day I was at Mcdonalds at about 4pm when this chick walked in with those minis. Smaller than her butt!! It was a nice pair of shorts but there wasn't enough butt. There wasn't much cheeks to squeeze. Well, in case you're wondering, it's hard not to notice such thing at 4pm. So, I'm just wondering how mini is minishorts.net's short? Oh Ms. Mini, I failed my editor's exam. You're going to spank me? No! (Yes!) Have mercy on me! (Harder!) Please stop Ms. Mini... ! (don't stop! I'm loving it) You are so wise and good at what you do. (I don't really give a shit, I just want in to that pair of shorts) ... would you help me with my work? You're the best in what you do in sentul and some say chinatown. posted by The Cusser at 6:00 PM 0 comments
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Men Are AssholesFor my maiden entry, I chose this topic.Why? Because it's true. Because men are harder to understand than women. Really. That bit about men being simple creatures is just pure hogwash and baloney. Men have mood swings. Men can get sensitive over the slightest things. At best, men are just plain weird. At worst, men are assholes. Why bother trying to understand them anyway? I've got better things to do. Pah. But I'll be back. posted by The Suffragette at 5:20 PM 0 comments
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First EntryThis is the brainchild of The Cusser actually.Sparked by his need to blog something about some hot chick in shorts. Hmmmph. Typical. posted by The Suffragette at 2:36 PM 0 comments
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