My senses are dead, thanks to MAS.

On my way to KL via our country's national carrier (not for long, if their services doesn't improve), I experienced the worst 2 hours of my life. EVER. The flight there was nothing short of a mini bar-mitzvah. I swear.

First, there was a baby wailing at the top of his lungs non stop for about 2 hours.To top it all off, his brothers and sisters decided to sing along to his wailing. Imagine sitting around for 2 hours listening to Rasa Sayang and other malay kindergarten jingles! I swear, my hearing is now fucked up! But, I did my best to block it all out and decided to go back to my latest addiction, Tycoon City - NYC! This game rocks.

But unfortunately for me, the lights along the side and upper part of the lights just wouldn't stop blinking. My eyes are still hurting. Even after three days.

Then came the food. I was about as hungry as a horse, not having eaten since 2 days before. As usual, it was chicken or fish. Why do they not give any other choices? Can't they make it chicken, fish or beef? What if I'm craving for red meat? But alas, there was no red meat for me. I chose fish instead and Oh My God it was the worst meal I've ever had in my entire life. My tastebuds died. I'm still mourning.

The landing was nothing short of being hit on the butt with a softball bat. Trust me, it hurts.

Finally, after 2 hours of near-death experience for me and for everyone else (yes, I think I might have turned either suicidal or homicidal if I had to take another hour inside that plane), I arrived in the beautiful city of Kuala Lumpur, hereinafter referred to as "SmogLand".

SmogLand is full of drugs. SmogLand is full of Indians and dark skinned people. My motto is "the darker the skin, the more I hate them". I'm not being racist, just American. heh! But I shall not digress.

Anyways, people that live in Kuala Lumpur are generally very unhappy people inside. Maybe it's the stress of being in such a huge city. Maybe it's the level of competition either in the workplace or social life. Bottomline, everyone looks too busy and too determined to actually enjoy their surroundings. Not that there's that much to enjoy over there. The air stinks, the people stinks, the cars and the fumes stink, the food stinks (except major fastfood lines) , everything stinks and if you live there long enough, the stink will stick to you like glue. Infact, the stink will even become hereditary that your kids and grandkids and great grandkids will stink too!

Gross.