If I will have a daughter

I will name her Hanna
Just Hanna

If that day ever come anyway haha

Does it ever occur to you...?

That try to live your life is difficult?
That to follow your own advice is your greatest weakness?
That to be free from prejudice is impossible?
That to buried your so-planned-payback is beyond your own freedom to do so?

I am yes, sceptic to myself. I prejudice with people. I mostly rely on my instinct to trust a person.
Does that make me a better person..?Or just some sick psychopath?

Trust, it can't be forced.
It should be earned.

Dear Cubicle neighbour,

Today I heard you raping the space bar hard today again..very hard. Don't you have pity to the cute boxy alphabets and numbers there..oh my..the keyboard is such an innocent pet, don't you think?

Or am I just susceptible to hate the interns?
Oh well, I am.

Daily rage

What I wished to say out loud: Go fuck yourself!
What I really say : Yes boss, yes.. yes again.. yes..

First world problem

I already have someone.

But I had a crush with someone from my class.

And that person do seems like me too. 

*Scumbag brain! Scumbag hormones !Shut up!

Do you realise how hard it is to be loyal??

Patrick Lim Notes

Tomorrow I’m going to have an exam, but due to this matter at hand, I’ve been running around for the whole day. So this would be my last strive, to hope that all my friends, family and all who will be reading this to help me find the culprit who stole my phone. It’s not for me, but for all of us who believe there is still justice in the midst of our society. 

The following would be my encounter during the time of event: 

Yesterday, when I was driving home at Jalan Shamelin which is near PGRM, as I attempted to avoid the incoming motorcycle that just zooms pass me, I unfortunately ramped into some construction barricade. My tyres were stuck between the barricade and the mud within and it was impossible to reverse the car. I was frightened and my first reaction was to get down and survey the condition. However, I forgot that I left my phone on the car seat. In a matter of moments, many good Samaritans (mostly motorists) came by and lend a hand. The first motorist self-volunteered to help me reverse the car. As I thought the location of accident is impossible for one man to drive my car away, I accepted his help without a single doubt in mind and let him took the driver seat. 

In the end, he was just acting in the car by pretending to step on the accelerator. After that, he quickly got out and left the scene in the confusion. Still in a panicked situation, I never noticed that one person had actually left the scene. When I realized that my phone went missing, people around me which includes all three races informed me that the person who helped me just now had already left. I was deeply disappointed and was eventually lost for words to describe it. Already preparing to get a lecture at home, now the situation just got worse. The Galaxy Note that I have used only for a few months was stolen by a cold-hearted person who acts like helping out. 

Do not be mistaken, my article here is not meant for reflecting any race group or to instill any racial issues. It is not to incite hatred. Just last night I have stated in one of my Facebook post saying “During the time of incident when my car was stuck, a group of Malays, Chinese and Indians which is very much 1 Malaysia spirit came to drag my car out of movement impairing mud. Though my phone was stolen by an idiotic person, but the aid of the diverse group managed to clench my anger and also my heartache from the accident. Before I left, I hugged the Malay man who helped the most. I said “Kita memang satu Malaysia.” he even said “Tak per ma, kita Peng You (friend)!!” in mandarin. The next Malay man who helped me out told me not to simply believe anyone who volunteers to drive your car, he also informed me to drive home quickly. 

Therefore, I’m only discussing what really happened. The Malay person who thought he was giving hope actually preyed on my already downcast emotions. He’s really an unscrupulous outlaw with no sense of conscience. On the following day, I was already not expecting anything more but my friend gave me a ring and told me that an Instagram photograph has been uploaded on my Facebook page. The person who took a self-portrait was a Malay girl. I was thinking that my phone was already stolen and yet I do not own any smartphone to use Instagram, who could it be? Put aside help from other parties the truth is already shining as clear as day. 

The Malay man who stole my phone must have given it to his girlfriend (refer to pictures). To make it a laughing stock, this Malay girl actually forgot to sign out from my Instagram account. In so doing, posted a picture of herself onto my profile. 

Without hesitation, I told my friends to share her picture around. Very soon in the afternoon I received a notification from another friend saying an anonymous lady recognizes the girl in the picture. Her name is Ellina Maulad Mahather. I immediately contacted the lady and found out the girl in the picture (Ellina) was actually a previous show girl which helps her to dance and so on so forth. Now she has opened her new shop named “The Empire” dancing studio. The anonymous person gave me Ellina’s number and constantly reminded me to sort the matter out diplomatically and not making it any worse. When I asked regarding Ellina’s address, she said she was unclear but gave me a guy driver’s (Ken) number, asking me to ask him instead. Upon giving my gratitude, I rushed home from college and contacted Ellina, hoping to solve the case by taking back my phone peacefully without interference from the police. 

Tried calling the number for quite a number of times, she did not chose to answer. I SMS-ed her saying I would like my phone back but she played dumb stating she doesn’t know anything and please do not find her that sort of thing. So, without any choice left I called Ken. Sadly, Ken does not even have her address and only said that it’s around Seremban highway Wenworth Hotel. My uncle tried calling again but only received a cold response from the receiver. I asked the receptionist to get “The Empire” dancing studio’s address but she said she was busy and it’s inconvenient. 

Lastly, I resort to reporting the case to the police, bringing along all evidence and proof found. After giving a statement to the police, they replied with the utmost “sorrowful” tone saying “Sorry, This case is not within our district. You should go to Pudu district. The Sergeant in charge of your case is currently busy with another case, and therefore cannot help you investigate. Please return home and wait for our call.”

 Without satisfaction, I push the question by asking “I still have their pictures in my pendrive, I also have the girl’s number, aren’t you guys going to have a look?”The policewoman only gave their standard procedure “I can’t help you” smile. 

It really pissed me off to be treated like a football but I have to show discipline. So I went home and prepared to post their pictures and to notify people about their actions. Now since the authority is turning a deaf ear towards the case, I would have to be rely on myself, and rely on all Facebookers. This man who stole my phone constantly check-in at the places he and his girlfriend went to and also left posts that contains elements of threat. Warning me to be careful and all which I ‘thought’ is a crime towards the general public. 

What is this world becoming? Why people who committed crime have the guts to warn to victim to be careful? Why despite all my evidence, the police are not willing to take responsibility? They can just ignore the evidence? Is losses occurred to the public not important? Is it not worth their effort? I heard that the man had committed repeated crime and has been published in the papers before. Filled with a criminal background, why the police aren’t budging from their most comfortable seat? 

I do not know.

What I do know is that, the Sergeant that is trying to save the world has not given me a call. This will be my last effort to do what I must. In the middle of exams and all together with a lost phone life still continues. I would prefer to spend time together with the people I cherish and love. It would be much better than giving trouble to everyone to share things on Facebook.Although I do not know each and every one of you who helped me, I would like to give my thanks to you.There are things which can be repeated, things which can be bought again, but there is only one life which does not allow any take two.

Facebook profiles of them

Profile of the malay thief 

http://www.facebook.com/3j4L83#!/3j4L83

Profile of the girl who doesnt know how to log out from instagram

http://www.facebook.com/elleladyexodus

Important Information

The girl’s name is Ellina Maulad Mahather, phone number 0104381201 ， 

IC no: 850530-14-5006

Her dancing studio is called “The Empire” , which is around Shah Alam , Plaza Masalam.

Her boyfriend live in KL and also The Curve area.Besides dancing, her job is also a prostitute , according to a friend who refuses to reveal her name , NOT ME!

This is Ellina’s dancing group page. https://www.facebook.com/pages/Empire-Dance-Crew-EDC/206633319392336 

The following is related news.http://www.utusan.com.my/utusan/info.asp?y=2010&dt=0907&pub=Utusan_Malaysia&sec=Mahkamah&pg=ma_01.htm

According to Miss Anonymous , she used to dance in this club 

https://www.facebook.com/groups/hqbar/

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My note: 

Honestly I think how slow the police could ever get..? When there are various technology avaiable, supposedly with all the proofs Patrick had, why can't we get the culprit ASAP? If the evidence if not strong enough to put him under thievery, we still can arrest him under Akta Memiliki Barangan Curi Sec 414.

I.e Beban membuktikan pemunyaan
110. Apabila soalnya sama ada mana-mana orang ialah pemunya apa-apa jua benda yang dibuktikan sebagai ada dalam milikannya,
beban membuktikan bahawa dia bukan pemunya benda itu terletak pada orang yang menegaskan bahawa dia bukan pemunyanya.
(For this, the culprit must show the proof that the phone was indeed his. I do hope Patrick already has his side of evidence ready: warrantly, IMEI no, details on the instagram upload & screen capture)


I do hope we can catch the culprit...not for the sake of the phone, for the sake of 'getting sick of people screwing you around and you are not being heard'. Still, waiting for Patrick's updates.


Source: 
https://www.facebook.com/notes/patrick-lim/met-with-an-accident-yet-why-do-you-still-steal-my-phone/432769970077599
http://www.agc.gov.my/Akta/Vol.%202/Akta%2056.pdf

Poket barai

Shit
Baru 6 hb duit aku tinggal 80 hinggit je
* korek tabung, korek ASB


Bila la gaji aku nak capai 3K ni. Kalau buat freelance dgn company competitor agak2 aku kena pecat tak?haha

Jokes on him again

Hari-hari muka dia aku terpaksa tengok. Ah, agaknya aku kena pasang astro channel animal planet baru aku dapat lupakan dia. Gila kau, hari-hari kot?

Aku tak boleh blah time dia buat ucapan rasmi.
Skill? Zero, wajib tengok teks baru boleh berucap. Kalaulah ucapan teks rasmi Malaysia ni pakai teleprompter, dah lama aku sabotaj potong wayar, biar dia terkebil-kebil atas pentas.Stail dia, 3 perkataan sebut-tgk teks semula-3 perkataan lagi-teks lagi. Shit, I better watch Barney reruns. That's definitely made my head clearer.

Lagi satu, sumpah aku terkejut tengok benda hitam besar penuh skrin aku masa sambutan birthday Agong lepas. Aku ingat cerita seram. Rupanya rambut Rosmah. (Rosmah xtau ke stail layered lagi sesuai utk orang yang berbentuk sfera?). Ah cukuplah dulu. Ingatkan aku ye geng, aku nak pos tudung sarung kat Rosmah esok.

*yawn