Category: Ranting Is a Right

I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I feel like screaming. I feel like I’ve lagged for a thousand years. I feel like smashing someone’s face through the glass door, followed by loads of kicking in the gut. I feel like stapling someone’s mouth. Would you stop talking? Would you stop wasting my time and let me wallow in my self pity? Because if I were to pay more attention to you, I would be distracted from my misery. Then when I’m reminded of it again, my pain would be stretched longer and stronger. It doesn’t get easier. Everytime it happens, you’re aware of it and you try to fight it but it doesn’t go away. That alone makes it worse. It is a jagged pill. The more you swallow, the more mutilated your inside becomes.

ok people. just in case u think im lansi coz i never reply your sms, please figure it out. MY CREDITS HAVE EXPIRED. like every impoverished student i’m delaying it as long as i can, so bear with me, OK!? email or call me, don’t be kiamsiap. MWAHS MWAHS MWAHS

Remember the incident where I thought I was going to die? More than two weeks after Andreas graciously made a complaint on my behalf to Chili’s USA, they have finally responded. I’m quite dissapointed with the lenght of time they took to respond, as well as the underlying tone of their emails. How, you ask me? Condescending and unapologetic. They asked Andreas for my contact information, to which Andreas gave them my email address. This afternoon, I received an email from COO of Chilli’s Malaysia. Read about the development here.