Yesterday , before my sis sent me back to UIA, we had lunch at BK. *Cause I was craving to eat burgers especially those big , fat , juicy burgers*. So my sis drove to Alamanda.

After the fulfilling lunch , my sis wanted to buy ant killer since in the house there are LOTS of ants crawling around the house. Their favorite spot , as expected , around the garbage. It’s so disgusting. We can’t do anything about it. There lots of ants since the people in the upper level keep on throwing their rubbish down. Which then , will be accumulated at our level. The 2nd floor. That is so disgusting. Not only there will be lots of ants but also maggots and what’s not. It’s just so so disgusting. And the management didn’t do anything about it. They said that the cleaners will spray water to let the water fall down to the ground. But then , it’s only an empty promises *As usual*. The worst part is not only they throw their left overs and ciggies, BUT there is also CONDOMS. I saw few of them. The thought of condom is horrid and the view of it is just godawful! It makes me wanna puke.

Anyway..Back to the story of Alamanda.. She couldn’t find ant killers at Cold Storage, Then she suggested to Carrefour in hope that there will be ant killers. I told her I wanna go to CIMB to withdraw my cash out.

Ok, now this is the real reason why I wanna blog about my adventure in Alamanda. My atm card got ‘telan’ by the machine. Well, or so I thought. But then , the machine was just being an asshole to me. I started to panic. I didn’t know what to do. *First time this ever happened to me*. So , I called my sis. There was this one guy stood behind me. I told him what happened cause I wanted him to use the different ATM machines while I’m in the middle of this crisis. And his reaction was : “Do I care?” with his bitchy face.

OMG. Bitch much!! Inside I was flaming in fury. I just wanted to chop his head off and feed it to the dogs. I swear I wish I could.

This is not the first annoying incident happened to me. There were lots of fucked up incidents in alamanda. That’s why I don’t like Alamanda. There are lots of malays and uncivilized that is.

And in weekend , there are lots of KIDS. LOTS of them. I’m suffocating in Alamanda just by the view of KIDS running around and making noises. I hate when there are bunch of KIDS running around.

KIDS + ANNOYING OLD PEOPLE WHO ARE IMMATURE = ALAMANDA.

Urghh…