No One Cares

Since October 15th 1990, I have never met one single Malaysian asking me "Nizam, when would you would like to go to Canada again?" But instead I got a letter demanding RM70,000. That is the first SHIT. No one cares about my studies. The Malaysian Students Department officers were  busy playing golf ,polishing their Mercedes and have second or subsequent wives.

SHIT Number Two
The academic year for University of Saskatchewan starts in September every year. I came back in October 1990. What did I do between August 1990 to October 12th 1990? Playing with my penis hah?

SHIT Number 3
Who the bloody hell those students from Egypt whom the Malaysian government paid their trip home recently because of Mubarak the dictator? They were received at KLIA Vip terminal. Who the hell they are? Rulers, ministers or just 10,000 stupid dumb Syiah followers. In addition the government still pay their airline fares back to Egypt with RM500 cash. My god! You dumb politicians.

SHIT Number 4
I am not sick. Now I realized that I am not sick. If I look sick that is because I have been in this uncivilized country of mine for the last 20 years. I want to see the world.
Those interviewers at Putrajaya who interviewed me on April 15th 2003 were dumb as well. Continue my studies in a low class government or private Malaysian universities and learn back from scratch. Idiots!


Shit Number 5
I am a straight person. My sexual orientation is towards women. I do not like ass holes! Its full of shits.

What about my Canadian studies? You bastard politicians.