::..Wednesday, May 22, 2003..::


[kAy� straight from the toilet bowl�]

Have you ever came across a situation where you have a coffee candy earlier, and later you find out that the aroma of coffee exists in your urine? Fascinating! I mean, you only eat a small coffee candy and next thing you know, your urine smells like you just had a cuppa REAL coffee!

� Ey! Where is the toilet paper?! Guess it�s too tempting till they eat the whole roll�

Malaysian level of toilet cleanliness is at it�s worst. Go to KL Station�s, Pudu, waterfalls, and some other places and you have to struggle real hard to breathe. The trick when dealing with unpleasant smells like drying blood, decaying body, shit and so on is to breathe using the mouth instead tru the nostril. But do you want to breathe using mouth when the idea of the yucky, stinking particles of the �polluted� air, sticking at your tongue and then swallowing them when you drink or eat? Err�can I use a breathing apparatus???

Lemme take you for a �tour� to my former secondary school�SMK Seri Kembangan. Nice school with nice learning atmosphere. (being in the school where majority of the students are Chinese makes you have the spirit to compete with them academically)�
The school is up the small hill with an abandoned bird cage on your left and the new building on your right. (been told that a student died after falling from the�erm.. 2nd floor, if I�m not mistaken lah. Maybe in front of my former classroom? Erk!).
Come, come and follow me. Don�t worry as I�ll give you the time to wander around later.
Nah! Here ya go! Brace yourself and enter at your own risk�

The LADIES wasn�t being decorated with fancy tiles and nice coat of paint. Being an old school, the design was just a simple, no-cost-consuming type. The taps were just the typical type with concrete washing basins instead of the Johnson Suisses�. The paint was peeling off the wall and the only decorations were the �artworks� by the �artsy� bitches, who were too chickened out to express themselves out loud. (jadi samseng boley, bile nak komplen kat pengetua takut!) Some of the doors were lockless and the bowls were�.erm� malfunctioning. (imagine trapped water that is about to overflow with floating erm� solid stool and for that; flushing? Don't be a smart ass okay! TOTALLY PROHIBITED!). The smell? Lets just stop there�It�s unexplainable�Only God knows the exact level of the SMELL-O-METER. I sumtimes sneaked into the teacher�s washroom just to avoid from passing out while peeing. When it comes to this, I sometimes wish I could just take a piss at the nearby bush (sum fertile imagination you have there ey Kay?)...