Working with Our National Brand

1st thing 1st. Do you know what does Proton stands for? Perusahaan Otomobil National. Thats Right... thats why they are still Berusaha.. Jokes which lingers on the lips of events coordinators and organizers after setting up at the Proton City.

All started with Parking our van and lorry outside the event venue to unload.. a very rude Malay security came up to us and ordered us to remove our van from the spot immediately. But we managed to talk him to let us finish unloading our stuff. But the DOGS were there.. watching every momevement we made. Right after we unloaded our stuff, I parked the van just infront of the security post at the main entrance because our task only require us to be there for less than 2 hours. Anyways, I went back to finsih the set-up quickly.

not too long after, The security came back and rudely inform us that we are not allowed to wear short pants in the premises and he asked my friend and the organizer to leave immediately. So we asked the DOG whether we can stay and finish the work 1st and come back tomorrow with the jeans. He disapproved and wants the two of them to ask permission at the Guard post which we all know what the answer's gonna be. So anyways, the two of them went and came back furious. The security was rude and sat like a gangster when he talked to them with a cigaratte in one hand. The DOG totally disrespect my friends. so we asked the guard what is the solution.

It said
Either you go home and change into long pants or just buy a track pants from their kiosk!

I said
The business must be so bad that they have to con people into buying their products!!!

anyways, I told my friend that I just need to finish some wiring then we can leave... The security lingers on and finally, when I came down, both my friend had their bare legs wrap in black clothes.. lol.. so anyways, We stayed on to finish up the set-up. At about 1pm, we asked the guys to finish up so we can fix the final piece. to my surprise, they have left early for lunch and we have to wait on them. anyhow, we left for lunch at their executive dining inside the building.

another incident, there was this indian guy who delivered the ice-creams. He parked his car truck at the entrance so he can deliver. The security walks up to him and screamed at him like he's a pest. Shouted at him to asked him to remove his vehicle.... poor fellow...

The best part is, the menu and the price was extremely cheap. Milo @ RM 1 - 1.20, Fried rice village style at RM1.50 - 2, and a lot of the food is at RM1 - 2. When I went to pay for both the milo I ordered, she charged me RM3. I asked isn't it RM1 for small? She kept persistantly insist that its RM1.50. so I left. When I took a sip, it's just vico, which is a cheaper brand of Milo. so anyhow, I guess they donno how to differenciate the two products or they are just unethical business people. When I asked how much was my rice, which was stated on the menu board @ RM1:50, She charged me RM2:80 and RM1 for an egg. I felt a bit cheated and asked why is the price different from the menu? She stammered and couldn't answer. I could tell from her expression that she is trying to find an excuse.. after a couple of questions like, why the price on the board is so so and so.. she finally found the BEST excuse. THAT IS THE OLD PRICE!! wicked.. brilliant answer.. Well, they charged differently when you are different.. so BEWARE!! DO NOT PURCHASE ANYTHING FROM THEM!!!!! THEY ARE A BIG CON

anyways, We went back to our jobs and finish at bout 3pm. Thought we can leave but they wanted to do a rehearsal. So we waited.. and waited... and waited.... and waited........................................... for a lady who showed up, not knowing what she is there for. UNPREPARED LAH TU!!! then more started showing up and well, same old story.. Donno what they WANT!! and they kinda waste time standing there not doing anything, worst, don't even know what to do!

anyways, they have a very weird culture inside the company.. at 10am, the siren will go off to remind staff to have morning tea break.. then the siren goes off saying "To all staff, its time to go back to work, please be at ur stations and happy working" well, lunch is lunch.. then the siren goes off at 3pm to remind people to break for high-tea... and the same "GET BACK TO WORK AND WORK HARD" shit came off the speakers... and the last one is to remind them to go back.... I wonder if there is any siren to remind them to smoke???

"SMOKING IS BAD FOR YOUR HEALTH, PLEASE USE THE ASH TRAY AND THROW THE BUD IN THE BINS" -_-|||

anyways, we finally left the building.... Thank God we survive... lol

Human Masterclass

I think we have tons of seminars, masterclasses, and forums being thrown about... whether its free, $10, $25.... $2500 .....etc... most of which, teaches or trains you how to make money... more money... and even more money..... some motivational classes... and skill classes... but the major problem that we are facing now is not all bout money.... its about how to be a proper human... Its totally priceless!!! cause if you know how to be a human, everything will come your way... STOP IT!! forget about "Oh! If I'm too nice, they will take advantage of me!" or "If I don't fight back, they will think that I'm a wimp" and "An eye for and eye"... If every1 thinks like that, when will there be peace? When will there be total harmony.... don't take bout racism issues... we can't even live peacefully as human, why talk bout race?

Out of the blue, I took out my phone today and read my inbox and saved messages... I'm really disappointed by how people communicate...the poison in their every words in the msg... and yes... I save all the hurtful and depressing messages people sent me... as a reminder... "why nice people die faster!!" lol...anyways...I was hoping that these kinda messages will decrease over time... That Loren Bong live up to his name as 'The person who affect every1's life whom he's crosses path with"..lol..guess im losing the touch..Come on people... learn to love...

anyways, this is not going to stop me from being a nice person... but if one day, I am to turn into a devil... you will know why... muahahahaha......evil laugh.... Gosh... I tried to be nice... I come to you with a sincere heart... in hope to find friendship and family love.. always looking and observing as to not hurt you in any ways unconsciously.... nor with my words or actions... but for certain reasons... im not able to input Gods love into any1... maybe Im just not cut out for any of this....

Why do you have to send the message when you know its going to hurt some1? and right after that, you sent "Hope there is no hard feelings" or "I know this msg might make you unhappy"... Don't you all even use your brains when you want to do something? Why do you think God create humans with brains to think? its not just for show!! if you don't wanna use them, you might as well strip youselves naked and run into the forest and live like a baboon... I think even the baboon can co-exist harmoniously... better than us.... I have no problem with that... im born in the year of the monkey anyways... lol

But I thank God cause I'm also blessed with kind souls recently.....

Thanks Kerryn, you are a very good friend indeed.. I think you are one of the few Im able to pour out my thoughts and still sit still and listen without yawning... lol

Thanks Conny, for offering a handy hand if ever Im in need...

Thanks Elaine, for being truthful to me, helping me in time of need and working together to fulfill our same dream-act for the sake and love of art...

Thanks Sam, for being a close friend whose is always there when im in need...

Thanks Jerold, for reading my blog :P and an understanding friend...

Thanks Wywn, for being such an angel and caring friend even when we have never met..

Emmm... hey... its kinda late now.. and i've very little sleep recently... lol... so If I missed out any of u... please don be mad... if I remember, i'l update this log... lol

please, all I'm asking from all of you is to be a Human!! It's not that hard.. If you try

sleeping at kl sentral McD after training for Ransan

well, as what the title said... its just a normal day and I was required to come in for the training... i mean.. im the only chinese coming in for the training.. and I TOTALLY understand that they need to conduct the training due to the puasa month now... so the training usually starts at 10pm and lasted till 2am.. which means, the only one without a car... tats me... dont have any transport to go home... usually, if the production house requires us to come for the training for the sake of the movie, they will have to provide transport for the artist to come and go... well, that is done internationally throughtout the whole world... hmmmm.... anyways... maybe cause Im just a newbie in this industry and have not been considered by them as an artist?? hmmm... mayb... who knows.. but I know it has nothing to do with the company.. nor the director or the producer.. cause they are totally innocent... like always, a company's name is ruine by some irresponsible staff who thinks that being given a task, they rule the world.. so please don't judge the whole lot due to some inconsiderate people of the certain group... anyways... I was suppose to follow azie's car to the training and back.. but she din come.. so the next option was to follow another person who was suppose to be responsible for our wellfare... which.. she fail terribly... anyways.. i had to ask around but no one wanted to help... so the moment come.. and its time to go... I was pused to one of the artist and well... we talked bout it and he was really reluctant to send me home or to any nearby location... so i asked him politely to drop me off at KL sentral so that I can take the earliest train back home... I reached at 3am.. and waited at McD till 6am... and well... what can I say... I hope the management would trust the power and task to some1 responsible enough not to be racism discriminating... Malaysia Boleh?

How KL sentral looked like when its closed...

Prove that im there...

another prove that im at McD at 3am... due to disfunctional management skills and trusting the wrong people

waiting for the earliest train back home..

well.... last prove that im at KL sentral since 3 to 6am

trying to catch some sleep before i head over to my next shoot..