Strange...me...

Sunday afternoon, bored. The kuey-teow soup does not taste as good as it was two weeks ago. Wanna, find a place to online with my T42, decided to go Centro, but don’t know why ended up in JJ.

Maybe it is because of the crowd. People walking around. To a certain extend, better people than those crawling in KP.

After a couple of tries to get my batter charged properly, I found a corner place, close to the outlet. But it is also close to the pathetically low fence that dividing Starbuck with the rest of the mall.

The weird thing about Starbuck in Bukit Raja’s JJ is, apart of there is no smoking area, it is situated right in the middle of the left wing. Right in the middle, which make the patrons looks like animals in zoo, fishes in aquarium. Weird. And there is little privacy, for people can look over your shoulder and see what you are doing in your laptop.

The corner seat, though close to the power source, but it is right in front of Guardian. Some brats where their ignorant parents let loose like wild dogs are chatting right behind me. How annoying. Broken Chinese, undeveloped mind, ugly and stupid. Fuck, they don’t produce children like they used to. Are we still evoluting into a better species? With these kids around, it is rather hard to believe than evolution still happens to humankind.

Strange, weekends should be relaxing, but why am I so grumpy? Is it the people? Or is it me? Strange…

A Sudden Rant

Don't know why, am getting tired of the town where I live.....

Saturday, as usual, sleep till noon, and as usual, after having an insanely heavy instant coffee and read the paper, I head out for my late breakfast or lunch. And of course, loitering around, sometimes read a book I bring along, smoke, observing...

What is this place? Who are those people or rather, what are they? Lala everywhere, Bah Kut Teh(not the dish, those insanely fat and ugly people) everywhere and their children who they left roaming around like stray dogs. Filthy, simply disgusting.

Perhaps all the better people has all gathered around the new big mall, and what left here in my area's mall is nothing but leftover waste. Regardless if they are educated or not, rich or poor, man or women, the way the speak, the way they behave, the way they live...just fucking annoyed me, even I am just observing, not in the crowd, not interacting with them...just looking.

How can this happen? What has happen to this town? Why can I see one likable being in the whole afternoon? Where are they?

Or...should I ask, what happened to me? What's wrong with me? With my mind?

Am I really grew tired of this town, or I just grew tired of myself? Or am I already, mentally, disengaged with current running in this town?

I...do not know.

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Mindset on food

After 6 weeks in Witbank, in less than 24 hours after returning to Malaysia, I flew again. This time, to Taiwan, for vacation.

How is Taiwan? Great. How is the trip? Great. But still there are ups and downs. Strange, I may not be the keenest member to go to Taiwan, but I think I enjoyed the most. My friends, however, also enjoyed it, but when it comes to the food...hmmm, I kind of miss my Witbank gang.

When my seniors complained about Witbank's food, the first idea I have, after trying to food there is, do not expect it to be same as Malaysia. Same goes to Taiwanese food, or any other countries. Reason being...should I say it? It is totally logical to expect things to be different when it is from different country!!!

My colleague is a Muslim, she has limited choice in Witbank, but as long as the meat she eat is halal, she does not particular if the cooking utensil has been used to make non-halal food. I'm impress with her flexibility.

The irony is, my Taiwan gang does not eat beef. I don't think they are Buddhism, for it is never a Buddhist thing, and Buddhism does not encourage stubbornness on choice of food, it does not have any commandments like those religions that has God as the central figure. They are more like typical Chinese religion that worships the deities which is more like a blend of Taoism with the appearance of a few Buddhism figure in their rooster. So what happen is, when I was happily indulging myself in any food I am interested in in Taiwan. They were restricted to things that they can eat. They can't even accept it if the soup in steamboat has been used to cooked beef. But luckily one of their Taiwanese friend unknowingly dip a piece of beef in it. After this, I am free to use the soup to cook my beef. Everything is different, of so many food we tried, they only like one. How sad for them.

Funny thing is, despite being 10 years of friend. There are still a lot of behaviour I totally do not know, and need time and patience to cope with. Like my Witbank hater senior, I mentally comment the Taiwan gang that they shouldn't bring along Malaysian mindset on food to Taiwan. But when think about it, didn't I did the same mistake. My friends are good people, but in terms of food and culture, they are not as open or adventurous as the two ladies I went to Witbank with. Maybe I myself are too accustomed with them that I brought my openness and adventurous mindset to Taiwan and forgot that I actually going there with totally different group of people?

Still perhaps the group is too small. Hopefully next year we have a bigger group. The bigger the merrier ma. But then again, it was a great trip. More on that in future entry.