It’s nearing the end of Ramadan. Alhamdullilah this year my fasting was very easy and not once had I bowed down to the sweltering heat. This year Eid Mubarak celebration will be done very minimally.

I have decided not to get any new Baju Kurung for myself since the previous ones I had from all the previous years still hung in their very good condition in my closet. Even my festive cookies is brought to a minimal. I’m not making any Pineapple Tarts but instead made only 2 different types of festive cookies for this year. The rest of the festive food is being filled by Rempeyek and Keropok, cheaper and more convenient.

However since my shoes are very worn off, I did get a new pair of sandals. Instead of getting my norm Crocodile shoes, I settled for something much cheaper and simple. It only cost Rm25 per pair. Initially I had wanted to get a pair of comfort shoes, as my preferences, but after a stern glare from mommy dearest, I had to steer off from the Comfort Shoes Isle and browse to the Elegant Isle.

I don’t see anything wrong with buying comfort shoes since I will be walking most of the time instead of being driven around. My feet is as important as my brain. It needs alot of attention, good attention.

The Food Bazaar Ramadan in Perling is a small size compared to the previous years. All of the food sold is almost the same and not once have I bought anything from there except for the other day when I was craving badly for Air Kathira.

I also have not yet visited Plaza Angsana. From my previous years in visiting them, there are nothing cheap there and the traffic jam is horrendous unless you rode a bike.

Anyway need to rest now. Will update later.

While Kuala Lumpur is having major upgrading especially in the public transport sector, some parts of Malaysia still lacks solely on public transport. With a state that is as busy as Kuala Lumpur and Melaka, Johor is sadly lacking in the public transport.

There are no MRT or LRT that can ferry the locals from a city to their main city. Johor itself is huge. The beautiful land stretches from Johor Bahru to Rompin to Segamat and to Muar. An MRT should be made to ferry commuters to their workplaces especially the badly congested areas like the main city, Johor Bahru.

The Pasir Gudang highway and the Skudai highway itself is a major headache for motorcyclists. Every peak hours it is always in a jam. The title of worse traffic jam has to be given to the Pasir Gudang Highway. It only has 2 lane for both sides of the traffic and it becomes a quicksand when there is a heavy rain because the drains are all clogged up! It is even a bumper-to-bumper crawl after the peak hours.

The government should also think of other states if they wish to improve the public transport system. It is not fair to concentrate on the main capital city itself when the money they use is contributed by the tax payers, who came from all states and cities.

They could build an MRT route with Johor Bahru (Jln Wong Ah Fook) as their main point and then branches out with Gelang Patah as the West Point, Masai as the East Point, Kulai as North Point and Tampoi as the Central Point where commuters can change platforms to get to another part of the MRT line.

From there, the government could make a central bus station and coax the public bus operators to branch off their buses to other parts in the city. While the government is at it, they should have an audit of the public buses. Most of them are not in a good condition. Being stuffed in a bus with faulty air-con while the driver puffs away on his cigarette is a vomiting experience.

Some of them only have two working bells and trying to reach for the bell while being crammed like sardines in a can is a frustrating event. Plus, most of the buses carries more than they can carry.

I myself have the experience of the driver packing all of the commuters in the dingy bus that with unclosed doors and rounding corners at top speed nearly flew me out of the bus. If the bus is full, the driver should consider the passengers lives and not overloading their capacity to the point of the doors not being able to close.

No harm in losing 3 or so passengers while they drive safely. Forking out thousands for medical bills, summons and claims and bearing the deaths of many passengers should never be the option.

I really pity Singaporeans and I mean PITY. With the amounting population of both PR and Singaporeans, it is very, very difficult to get a house in Singapore. A few years back, getting a house will not take a long time. Now it take years to get a new house. If a buyer is urgently seeking for a house, the resale houses are very expensive. In fact the price itself is the same as getting a 22 x 70 double storey terrace in Malaysia.

The recent launch in Punggol by HDB was over subscribed by 6 times. I know Singapore is a great country to live in; great public transport, nice ambiance, good facilities, good healthcare, fine foods, good security and so on. And due to this cause, the houses in Singapore is badly over subscribed. A house in Singapore is such a precious commodity that some even rent them out at high costs.

There are even cases of buyers who was trying to purchase a BTO waiting for years before finally giving up and bought out a resale flat.

Anyway my partner and I did try to apply for a BTO in Singapore. Our application was rejected even though my partner’s credit standing was great. They needed joint applicants who are working and you can’t even choose what house type (3-room, 4-room, 5 room) you want. They will calculate the total salary and from there they will ensure match the house type in par with your salary.

This means even if you want to purchase a 3-room FLAT for economy but  your salary is more than their threshold, you would have no choice but to stick to a 4-room and 5-room FLATS and paid by both partners. By the time you reach your retirement age, you’d be left with a fat zero in your CPF.

So much for having savings for your retirement age.

I am luck to be staying in Malaysia since the houses here are not as suffocatingly small and not priced at sky-high. No doubt the security, public transport and bla bla bla is not as good as Singapore but at least I don’t need to worry for my retirement age. I saved alot when I am staying here and it is less stressful than in Singapore where everyone rushes to everywhere.

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There are many newspaper companies in Malaysia and most of them writes good and informative news. However there are some newspapers which leaves me with a shudder of disgust and they are what I have dubbed as the Kepo Press.

Take the Metro Paper for example. Always the news circles around artists in hot waters, rape news, accidents, black magic superstitions, government bodies being victimised and so on.

A great example was about a recent news on minors being caught by their mom for experimenting in sexual acts. It was supposed by their mom that their 8yr old neighbour son had taught them.

Then there are those about girls running away from their family to be with their darlings. Once they realise that the grass is not so green on the other side, these bothersome idiots called for the media, make a big fake story, bawled out their sobbing fake story and try to win the hearts of the sympathetic politician to get their ass back home.

There is also another news about how a family who lived in poverty stayed in only a shed. However after looking at the head of the family, I totally disagree on giving a helping hand to the family.

The head of the family looks very much healthy and being in the early thirties, he should be able to get a proper job provided he is hardworking! Most of the news that were flashed on the headlines of these Kepo Press were wrongly focused.

Lazy bums should not be given charity but should be given education on how to get a proper paying job.

Idiotic rampaging pheromones and testerones juveniles should be left alone with their counterpart and not be helped at all. Do not waste tax payers money in helping these unappreciative kids who thought that love conquers all. They dig their own graves, they must learn that every actions have consequences. And put the tax payers money on better things like public transport!!!

If you ask me, the newspaper should be filled with real informative news and not about disgusting gory stories that will leave readers emptying their breakfast. Furthermore as for a Malay newspaper, they sure have a lot of 4-D lottery advertisements, in fact all 3 pages (and still counting).

I know that hot news sells like hot cakes. But the way most of these reporters sensationalized the gossiping news are wrong. What happen to good reading materials? So much for doing your part for the community.

And they don’t come cheap! Why should I pay for Rm1.50 (30cent more) for junk news?

There are some things in life that scares me.. getting stuck on a bike with a daredevil, road devil and wedged dangerously in between 2 huge trailers at 100km/h. I was praying at every second whenever my brother rode at high speed and weaving through the jammed traffic.

Every minute I was on the bike, took a year off my shoulder. By the time I reached home from my errands, I felt like an ancient old lady. What’s worse it rained when I was in Plentong and it worsened into torrential rainstorm. I was drenched from head to toe and got dried and then wet all over again.

That was how unpredictable the weather was today.

Tomorrow I had to change my humidifier filters as the current one is pass overdue. Anyway gotta go now.. Dinner time!!

Had a fantastic roadtrip with daddy dearest today on my Modenas Kriss. On a normal road drive, the journey to Ayer Hitam via the Plus Highway would have taken an hour or less. It took a long ride on our trusted steed.

We headed out at 10.30am or so and went via the highway from Perling and exit at Kulai since I found the ride on the Plus Highway was very monotonous and boring. The traffic on Kulai Plus Highway was packed with heavy vehicles and speeding demons, all intending to head back north from their holiday.

Then from Kulai onwards, we took the old federal highway and enjoyed the scenery. I managed to terrorise the locals at almost every point and would have stopped and bought all the munchies I could take at every village I had been the rider.

We stopped at Ayer Hitam Pekan and had lunch there. I get to enjoy a lovely plate of Nasi Briyani Mutton at Rm6.50 and chit chat with the locals there. The shop is located on the right street side after you had turned left from the 4-way traffic light junction with the pump station on your right. Friendly chaps the whole lot of them and once our stomach was full, we headed out again.

We headed home using the Parit Raja–> Parit Betak (Raja Surani exit)–> Parit Maridono (Parit Martajam)–> Pekan Nenas–> Home. I love this road!! It is the only one that has loads of river, just scenery and it reminds me of  the days of when I was younger.

Anyway the torrential rainstorm caught us wet at Pekan Nenas. It left me shivering cold once I reach home. The lightning were striking beautifully over our heads. The wind was strong enough to drag us to the side. It left trees upturned and huge advertisement boards collapsed (even at Perling Show Village). We even had maneuver our way along a few upturned trees that had blocked our way.

No doubt we were left wet, soaked and shivering but it was fun and an enjoyable ride!!!

It shocked the nation and it sure made me nearly choked on my morning coffee when I read the headline news on TheStar paper yesterday. I am talking about yesterday School Of Terror.

What usually is found in the movies and read in fiction books is actually a living reality for a secondary school in Rawang, Selangor. Vandalism and bullies are a norm in schools but serious numbers of molests, drug trafficking, gangsterism, alcoholism and rape cases are certainly not. These offences are very serious in the eyes of the law and even as a human.

Students are sent to school to study, to become a model citizen, not to become the very devils that plagued the community. Whatever happen to parents supervision and the teachers should have brought up serious discipline matters to the ministry and the authorities if the warnings had ceased to make an impact.

image is taken from TheStar.com

From the pictures taken by the reporters, the school looks more of a prison than a school. The public must show their part in their community by complaining to the authorities and appropriate ministry if these bad incidents keep reoccuring.

The saddest part is that instead of bring up students to become model citizens, the school and community has managed to bring up hardcore drinkers and rapist, all who are still underage!

Come on people, do our part and eradicate this mess from our community. 1Malaysia, 1 community, 1 family.

I’m not sure what’s the real fuss about the kid who was shot by a policeman who was given orders to stop his car but didn’t. I’m talking about the Aminulrasyid’s case that was hot on the press on the 8th May.

The victim was wrong on all charges to my view. Firstly he is underage, 17yrs old, with no driver’s license and drove a car at 2 am in the morning with his group of friends.

Secondly the boy didn’t stop when was ordered by the police during a road block but instead continued to speed off and driving recklessly.

Thirdly, he hit a motorist and broke his leg, sending the poor guy to the hospital in his hit-and-run.

Lastly, the police found solid evidence of weapons in the car boot that normal boys who claimed to be innocent should not be in possession.

With these solid evidence, why the hell are the police sentencing the poor policeman who was doing his duty when the person at fault here is Aminulrasyid himself? Is the police trying to please the public ears and mind by doing this instead of acting on the safety of the public and uphold the law and order?

It has already proven that the boy is wrong. Why in the world is a 17yr old boy driving without license in the middle of the night to god-knows-where? Where was the parents supervision? Why did his parents allow him to drive or even go out at such a time when he is suppose to be sleeping to prepare himself for school the next day?

And why didn’t anyone raise the issue of the poor motorist who was hit by the car? Who is to pay his medical fees and bear the responsible of his broken leg?

The police have also found a stash of weapons in his car boot. What in the world is a group of teenagers doing with weapons? Are they involved with gang fights, robberies or terrorism?

How come all of these are not being brought up? Instead the press keep showing that Aminulrasyid is innocent, good angel and bla bla..

The police should never ever EVER crumble from the pressure of the media and public. They should instead take their time to fully investigate the whole scene before coming up with anything.

The MPs in the parliament and cabinets should support the law and justice instead of pressuring them. There are more important matters to deal within the country than the case of Aminulrasyid. Is the case so important that it beats all the matters of the country and are the MPs trying to say that the police are just stupid kids that need to be taught how to do their jobs?

Where are the justice and laws that the law enforcement has came up with? What happen to prosecuting Mat Rempit parents for their kids irresponsibleness?

Is the law in Malaysia crumbling down in pressure just to please a small group of people?

If this is the case, I’d suggest the police to just change their Standard Protocol for handling each emergency calls to “wait for the proprietor to die first before heading out to the scene of crime and hide when someone tries to go against the law” to make sure that the honorable policemen who do their job with pride doesn’t get wrongly prosecuted just to please the public.

I had a refreshing exhilarating jog with my family this morning. It was from my house to Perling Mall and back. Mom and dad walked there and poor daddy burst his stamina valve half way to the mall. It was great and fun and for the first time in the long months plus whatever incidents that had passed, I felt happy and alive.

I love to feel the adrenaline rush and the breeze on my face when I jog. Even though I do complain about jogging and running at almost everytime the topic popped out, I actually loved it. Perhaps the scientist were right, exercise makes people more happier and refreshed.

Anyway later I am heading out to Jusco Bukit Indah. I need to RnR and run away from the heat by lazing my time away at Jusco. Their air con is chilly cold! By the way, Angsana is having a huge event organised by NTV 7. So my dear motorists, try not to complain in case there is a jam there.

I’m tire.. no scratch that and make it exhausted. I’d like to give many thanks to the responsible darlings that managed to drive me to the point of exhaustion.