A BAD Breakup.

We know that when we loves someone, something or someplace, we are tend to do anything that we could to preserve it. We willing to go through any kind of hurdles, glued back to cover up the crack, shoved all in the bitterness down to our throat, wiped dry our tears so that by the time we turn our face to the loved ones still looks gorgeously strong and tell them everything is fine... Im not sure what all of you may called it.. but to me.. it is deep soul sacrifice.

And in my case, I mistakenly fell in love with a place, a company, a small organization in a small square feet office, which is very green, very far away to be in a successful list, not to mention KLSE 1st board lists nor the 2nd. It was a baby and very humble from the beginning, it even has no proper label filing systems when I was first joined in.

I was offered to manage their financial accounting, performing solo on company full set f accounting with below the average pay. I took it because of the 'maternal' instinct in me, I want to grow this "baby", with or without sufficient fund, because this baby has a good father, sisters, brothers and cousins around me. I felt contented in this small but safe environment and to me, 'happiness and open heart' are the most important key in whatever I do.


But as I mentioned, it was 'a mistake'. Once the father of this baby a.k.a BOSS, identifies my love and devotion towards his baby he starting to trick me and overloaded me with all the possible job that 5 men supposed to do;

# 1 -  Full set of Accounting
# 2  - Reservations - from calling the hotels for the availability up to the payment as well as manage the contract by ALL hotels in several states : KL, Malacca, Penang, Langkawi, Terengganu/Pahang, Sabah/Sarawak.
# 3 - Administration - from managing the stationary and filing up to liaising with authority
# 4 - Human Resource - Issuing the salaries and recruiting, interviewing new staffs
# 5 - Cleaning lady - from buying the sugar up to make sure pantry area is neat (I was once issued a warning letter by him and it costs me a cut off of  RM500 out from my yearly bonus just because there was a dirty cup inside the sink)
# 6 - A Dispatch - drove my car all the way to bank, to secure the rooms for fucking stupid last minutes booking by those low, stupid mentality Uzbekistan and Khazakhstan peoples who doesn't know how to find an electric kettle switch inside the room and doesn't know what is the difference of LUNCH and DINNER. Nah, I dont worry about this statement will provoke the population of those 2 stupid countries, because they can't even understand a word Im writing in here!  
#7 - Kindergarten teacher - handling the summer camp students activity and games in july/aug for full month - every year. 
# 8 - HIS OWN WORK - doing the PR and marketing with all Sales Manager, Assistant Directors and Directors of Sales from all hotels (because his head is getting way bigger than his cock head combined in 1000 - stating that he only wanted to meet General Managers and owners of the hotels ONLY) Manipulating and tricking hotelier to hosts us hundreds of FREE/COMPLIMENTARY rooms night for his Russian agents through out the year, while he still charging those agents for a payment. Not to mention all the complaint letters towards those famous hotel, straight to their GM's inbox. yep.. he turned me into a fairy bitch too.

I did fight for my rights. And this trickster manage to sweet talk me with 1001 promises and hope. Hey!! What to do? I am a human and human tends to succumb towards words by the DEVIL okay?????

....until HE ASSIGNED THE JOB #9. No, not a blow job. If its a blow job, I would walk off too. Not because he is not my boyfriend, but because I cant deal with sharpei look alike cock. I like it unskinned. The #9 job really made me walk out from that place, like a walk off from a bad toilet with a broken flush handle plus water and tissues were not provided after a big wet shit.. How is that sound like?

and after 1 day, he sms-ed me :

Normi, people of your position are not supposed to quit like that. You are not a dispatch or a cleaning lady. You are a contracted employee and supposed to give 1 month notice. Your feelings and business have nothing in common. Job has not been done and I have warned you about it before high season. There is still an outstanding debt from clients amounting to RM713,516 majority of which you were supposed to trace. Winners don't drop everything and run when they have difficulties, they challenge it! I practice our team as winning team and we are growing because of that. If you want to go, it is sad but you can, provided you give 1 month notice since you are a contracted staff!!

Oh, now he's talking about the outstanding of RM713,516. How about millions I've manage to track? How about the total hundreds of free complimentary room nights stay I manage to get for the company, which  valued more than his own savings? How about the deals and the PR, I manage to mend the relationships  between hoteliers and our company because they hated him very much in the past???

He always visit his beloved agents back in his home country, so? Just bring the list and knock their door for the payments can? Or he have better proposal for me? like send me to Russia and asking for the payments? yea.. I admit, I knew few russian words like ZAIBAL, PIZDIETS, IBIS, DURRAKH, SUKHA, MUDAKH, PIDARAS, TRAKH and IDZINAHUIT, I dont think that is enough for me to use for payment collections, do I? I think my boss already confuse about what's mine and what's his job here. Maybe because Im doing his job for too long. I only update, whatever I see inside the bank statement, I update. Whatever uncollected, none of my business. Is not me who doing the sales with his travel agents back in Russia. It's him and his communication manager. Since when I am responsible in collection? LOL.

So I replied him;

I was planning to give the company 5 months notice as well as providing a good replacement, closing company's financial accounting when you come back from MITT in June. Asked Anna and Karen, they knew about good deeds Im about to give to EA before I leave. But the way you throw things at me, worst than what you able to do to a dispatch or a cleaning lady. You gave me the title and responsibility only to charge me when Im fell behind it, but not what I am able to and had already accomplished. I even stayed till midnight on that day you disgraced my devotion towards my job, tracing and listing the uncollected payments while Vova left the office right on time. But hell, suddenly the conscience in me telling me this Michael Mitryakov wouldnt even care and recognize my dedications towards his company. I love the job, I love my fellow officemates, I love the challenges, i love the hurdles in completing my task, I love the hoteliers - they are the reasons why I stayed, encourage me to keep going on, but I HATE YOU. My hatred towards you has diminishes all the loves that I had for the company and things I mentioned before. This has nothing to do with winner or loser, winning or losing. Because I've lost my freedom and my dignity once I stepped under your wing, learning  how to manipulate peoples and things just to have it all according to your ways. I didnt quit because I cant overcame the challenges, I didnt quit because  I cant traced the figures, I didnt quit because of workloads and responsibilites, i didnt quit because you holding my salary... IM QUITTING FROM YOU, MICHAEL.

I couldnt bring myself to split the whole picture. I love myself too much and I couldnt bear to see my gorgeous face and body split into pieces even though through the pictures.

..and finally I got back my wings, and refused to go back to that hell hole. Adios.

Peace.

Camwhore.

I think this isn't a strange thing among girls/ladies. Dont deny the fact that there is a narcissism and self worship inside every of us. Myself included. We get up early in the morning and the 1st thing that we looking for is a mirror. The bigger the mirror, the better.We check the reflection of ourselves every time we passing by a glassed wall/door/ or from tea inside our cup!. 99.9% of girls mobile phone contains self portrait of pouting, grinning, smirking, squinting, stick out tongue pose are among prominent scene =)

 

Im very proud cuz still able to look good in my camwhoring process even minus the foundation and lippy gloss. It took out at least 3 years of maturity looks from my face.

Is it a healthy or bad habit? Its yours to judge. But to me it is good to have an abundant sense of self-loving, it prevents you from hurting yourself and low self esteem, in serious case, suicide :P .I encourage self worship among the ladies, love yourself and the whole world will loves you!

...ah, like I care if the whole world doesnt loves me. Im scorpio!! - self contained and self-centered, never care what people think as long as I know what Im doing.

So girls, let's bring the every whore inside of you out! (men are invited too!)

Smell the roses while you still can...

Getting up close and personal with nature.

We are all so blessed to be able to sit tightly and browsing through pictures and blogs, whimpering about boyfriend/girlfriend, slow internet connection and low traffic's website. It brings me down to my knees when knowing how unfortunate of some people living in deficient environment as Haiti.  Already, there is 70% unemployment and most of them survive on only under $2 US dollars a day and now being tested by our mother nature, leaving them to survive from the scratch.

Lets do what we can help to make world is a better place to live in (whether it is too late, is not a question now), maybe we unable to turn Haiti's catastrophe into a heavenly state, but at least give them a chance to sense back a better life like we do. Click HERE to see a list of organizations that are helping in relief efforts. 

May God bless.

Dalat Vietnam : Travel 1000 miles away just to prove that I'm crazy.

..and entitled myself to be registered into a mental asylum.

This is plain crazy and stupid. There is nothing jaw dropping sight over here and to me it just more or less like haunted house at cheap fun fair. Still in the middle of construction some more! That was so unfair!

I did read the other tourists and travel blogs profess about how unique this crazy house is... but still it failed to impress me. Only a few angle did shows that the spookiness of the architecture, and the rest are.. just plain creations and works of cements mold. I didnt see "fairytale" in it at all. Sorry. 

 

One of many theme rooms they had it in here...

 

You can experience the craziness of the rooms and layout with as low as USD30 with a breakfast. seriously.. I dont see this room is.. sleep - able.  Can u? Look at the mattress and low ceilings.. by looking at it, I can imagine how poor the air ventilation..

 

As museum or place to to complete your travel itinerary, yes. But to stay in here, and oh... all the writes up about this place are totally overrated.

 

 

 

Real queen termite inside.

 

This is the guest house / Crazy house lobby I think...

 

..and maybe breakfast is served in this area/room.. I dont know. There is no proper layout / room descriptions around here. Not in English!

 

 

There is 1 single souvenir stall selling locals handmade.

 

..and it is normal trying, posing with it -  without buying it

Ok, next stop - even more boring - er

 

This place called Bao Dai's Palace. It is a summer palace of former Vietnam's Emperor Bao Dai (1926 - 1945). But Do not expect to see object de'art inside the palace.

 

The garden is well maintained, thanks to dalat's natural cold climate which helps put a charm into the surroundings with pine trees and hydrangeas flowers. Or else, macam Tasik Titiwangsa aje..

 

I had to put some kind  of shoe comdoms in able to walk around inside the palace..

This is nothing to compare with Emperor palaces in China. The furniture is alike living in modern 2 star hotels. I was like.. wtf... I thought all emperors cribs looks something like Forbidden Palace, China... Arrgghh 

 

 

 

I Guess this is the master bedroom.

2nd bedroom - and I believed the workers slept on it at night... look at the bed sheet!

Guest's rooms? Hmmm most probably for male guests

and this for female guests? Cuz it's pink?

That is the only interesting artifact I found in this big square house. And I believed that was a gift or imported / bought by Emperor Bao Dai during his trip to China?

Emperor's official office. Pfftt.. Telekom Muzium ada ni berlambak.

Some of Emperor's Corningware collection.

It is a boring trip indeed. So, to complete it, I feel it is not enough to end this boring trip by not making myself looked utterly moron. So paid RM2.50 (15,000 dong) for it.. They have this room with all king/queen/princess/gundik costumes for rent.

 

 

Stupid.

Ah, beware of these 2 kutu. They were like forcing you in a very friendly way to take pictures with them. They will pose with you like real monkey and pig who never saw a human in their entire life and in the end asking you to pay 5,000 dong for every snap. Fucker.


After wasting 3 hours time of the most boring tour in my whole life,  We asked the taxi driver to drop us at the best / famous restaurant in Dalat town. He was not helping at all.. dropped us at his friend's restaurant where there were no sight of customers in it. Wth? Then we walked further up and down until we saw this one.

Ok la, consider unique since the interior were made by bamboo, sticks and branch. It is a very clean and cosy spot. The owner is a pretty mid age lady who can speak English very well. Ah, I totally forgot to take a picture with her.

I hope they took this from a dead tree and not from the poor young live trees just to decorate the ceilings.

There are few other restaurants tagged and recommended by the "Lonely Planet" along the street. But the price of the food are twice expensive than the one which wasnt recommended by that popular travel guide show. 

and the menu not bad. I had enough eating shell grilled animals already.

Grilled fish. The fish was so hard and tastes like a chicken. Sigh. Not good.

BBQ squid. It was ok. different than what we had in Bagan lalang or seafood restaurant in KL

Seafood spaghetti. Wasn't mine. Anyway, the sauce was a bit sweet. Urgh.

Mushroom soup with asparagus. - Urgh.


If u ask me what is the best food I had in Dalat... is this.. homemade croissant...soft, creamy, buttery..and it smell very...milky... I loves this cute soft small croissant ... more than the stupid tour, the princess outfit, grilled fish and dalat town itself...

As a conclusion. this croissant was the only best thing I encounterd in Dalat.

crazy.