Friday, September 26, 2025

25th September 2025 (Thursday)

 Employees who labeled as white shirts,
and employees who labeled as broken coffee machine.
broken machine may be old, but parts still able to fix and get running again.
 When it broke, it and starts spilling, it doesn't stain as much as the white shirts do, in fact, it can easily be wiped off clean and be fixed as good as new.
 
White shirts have different story. 
When white shirts get too close to a broken coffee machine, 
it stained white shirt.
It took a damn long while to or probably never be cleaned off completely to its original state. 
More importantly, it did nothing but get stained on, and all it get from the voices is the blame, "why get so near.".
 
White shirt, no matter how damn long the time pass,
Once it get stained, chances of seeing it in the trash can, recycle box is a high possibility. A very Expendable outcome, tragic incident with rumour roaming debating true or false.
 
I am the white shirt that got stained not even completing 3 months probation and has already finger pointed, fucking thanks to a broken coffee machine, shoving responsibility, have me to clean up the dirt and deal with ends, still begged of me to respond with a smile. My image can be stained and affected how others believe false rumour of my performance, my mentality is disturbed, my job stability and lateness seen.
 
 
  

Tuesday, September 2, 2025

Movie - Dead To Rights

 

1st September 2026 (cloudy/rain)


I found out the movie that recommended by an ex-colleague has been officially aired in Malaysia is available in GSC, seeing myself slacking off for the past 2 days lying bed, it’s best that I go for a movie, so I quickly book a ticket online, quick dress and leave the condo.


8pm,

I regret buying popcorn, well… it’s not an enjoying comedy I’m watching but the historic years of Nanjing Massacre. It all started with tense on the scene of the invasion by Japan in 1937-1947.


It depicted the cruelties of the Imperial Japanese treating the civilians like pavements and dogs to torture, rape and execution of their so-called achievements, trophies and glory.


How civilians survived or died were in their hands to choose. In the end, those generals and commanders were executed after found convicted and guilty, thanks to the bravery of survivors secretly hiding negative films sown to clothes which all taken by a Japanese war photographer as evidences against their war crimes.


I have this feelings of reflection, for being the survivors’ descendants who put their lives to escape and finally settled down to have families in another land, where I’m born and raised as Malaysian Chinese.


Mixed feelings :

Feeling ashamed that I didn’t spend good time to make my family proud enough and wealth when