Of Stilettos...More or Less

Case 1

Last week, I spent time studying in university until...well...past dinner time mostly. It was a rainy day and one those rare days when I parked inside campus (normally don't since it'll cost me a parking fee).

So I paid the parking fee and was leaving. The guards decided to open up the non-barrier side of the exit. In this case, they would normally walk up and take the paid ticket from anyone leaving. Must have been one of their blue moon days too, they didn't take the ticket from me and just waved me out. Result: I have one paid ticket unused.

I thought...maybe I could reuse it another day and save another RM2...or maybe let someone else have it. Someone even suggested that I sell it for a lower cost. @@ Well, I ended up using it...or tried to. I had only RM2 in my pocket today after lunch. So I decided to try my luck with the paid ticket and keep the RM2 in my pocket...for the rest of the month?! Unfortunately, the machine rejected the ticket and I had to pay up for the unpaid ticket (I took another one on my way into the carpark). There goes my RM2. If only I could forsee the future last week and saved RM2. Nooooooo!!! T.T *grumbles*

Case 2

Time flies. Today I reached university around...no idea, I didn't really notice but definitely before 2pm. I studied a bit until psychology friends finished their class and we went for lunch together. Return to study around...3pm? Studied on and on...I didn't really flip many pages...and it's 5pm already! Time really flies. If anyone can ever see Time, I bet it must be riding a jetplane. = =

Case 3

It's probably 6pm or reaching 7pm.. Some function was about to spark off in the multi-purpose hall of the university on the 4th floor. So you see lots of girls in cocktail dresses and boys in shirts and ties walking pass the foyer towards the lift. 

(Note: If ever you were in such positions as those girls and guys, think twice before you judge yourself imperfect or too perfect. I turned my head to look at EVERYONE and not at any particular person. You all look ok. Though if you saw me turning away really fast after looking, then you're probably not worth looking for long. *wince*)

I find it odd...most of the boys were wearing black or dark gray. There was no hint of colours. But they pulled it off well to not make it look like a funeral party.

The girls...took my breath away. Well...not them really, it's their shoes! They look like they can KILL!! x.x They seem so sharp...like stakes! >.o So imagine groups coming one after another. Everytime I turn to look at the girls, I'll get this...fainting feeling. It was definitely distracting me from my studies with the parade going on. (excuse...)

Well, I decided to pop upstairs to see what's going on, but the hall was dimmed of lights so I couldn't see much but I believe they were getting their...so-called buffet. And I enjoyed my way down 5 flights of stairs and journey home~

'Bob'ed

Hm...I'd been fussing about my hair for a bit. So I decided to go for 'snip snip' this afternoon. Hairdresser asked how I wanted my hair, I gave my opinion...but...the result was not as expected.

I wanted something like what he did for me previously. A very anime'ish look. The *cough* bishie sort. (For non-Japanese comic/animation people, bishie is just our term of a good (if not HOT~) looking guy and his sexual preference is of no matter to us at all. xD) Somewhere between the lines of, 'long front, short back'. But somehow I figured what got in to Hairdresser's head was a totally different idea. I suppose any hairdresser living on Earth at this precise moment would assume what I wanted was a 'bob' cut.

Anyway, I would not mess with the Hairdresser. His moods can effect the way he curves the blade~ Definitely not a good idea to mess with him, and not when my hair is at stake! So today I would deem his mood...good. I think he even had fun with the electronic razor. But...at one point, it felt like he had an 'oops' period although he didn't say anything. Such professionalism...

End product, it's a bob with a steep decline at the back. My front and sides are...untouched, so still long and suppose to cover my ears but it's so hot!! Grr.. Eh...my mom liked it. Everyone at home likes it? (Although my aunt asked why didn't I get rid of the front too) I'll...get use to it. In any case, it'll grow back. xp

Well, the razor cut parts are definitely nice to play with. @@ Some girls in Kendo even played with it after training. Oh yes, Kendo. Here's the thing, I wear this helmet thing with a cloth that covers my head. So the only part of my scalp left to see if actually the razor cut area. A training mate, Aimi, actually thought I was a guy since she couldn't see the rest of my hairstyle with all that getup on. xD Other fellas also commented on how short it was at the back. ^^'

Well...now it feels like all I have to wash and comb is the front. xD Kidding. Of course I wash the whole scalp. = ='ll Unfortunately I have no skill or jelly-arms that allows me to take a picture of the back of my head, so I'd decided to put up a "special picture". (especially for Kendo people)

MKA's beloved Mr Yap and his cute sport shoes~ xD

Sorry if the picture's blurred. I took it with my handphone camera in a hurry. =p  Hope you enjoyed it. xD

Not Something I Want To Try Again....Ever

It seems very much like my blog is crying out to me to post SOMETHING!!! The guilt is there...but laziness overrules. Besides, I hardly have anything in mind to talk about...at least nothing special enough. So today I bring you 'special news @ 11.50pm'. (At least that's what the monitor says the time is. Oo)

After a long while, I'm back at work. So for the first two days of the week...my job scope included 'kuli'. I had tonnes of exercise from shifting documents from one floor to another, to the car and arranging them at my boss's house. By the time I'm done, my brain is already threatening to shut down as if I'm running on emergency reserves. Unfortunately, I had something extra to attend to on both nights.

Last night was a Deepavali dinner. Nothing much. Mainly cookies, main course and television. In fact it was the same for the other Deepavali dinner I went for on Sunday. ^^'

Tonight was a little different. After work I had a so-called seminar to attend organised by ACCA. I took the monorail down and...I didn't really know my way (for once I was not really bothered about memorizing the map before hand). The monorail people didn't help much and their map just coincidentally did not label the building I wish to head to. So I decided to take a walk and ask for directions along the way. I arrived at my destination without much hassle.

I was early and a little worried about my stomach. Me being on a tight budget was being really stingy about spending at any of the nice restaurants within the building. Thank goodness there were refreshments (though lacks quality) and I couldn't care less about helping myself to the free servings, even if it meant exercising my soft skills with the registration lady and getting stares from the people outside.

The "crowd" slowly came and I decided to test my networking skills too. The mingle thing... It wasn't a total failure but neither did it go as well as I hoped it would. Next, seminar was suppose to end at 9.30 though registration lady did mention that it would most likely end earlier. Assumption: around 9pm. Just 30 minutes more, I can wait.

Oh yeah...my handphone battery died very much earlier. So here's the thrill. Seminar ended at 8pm. I wanted to contact my uncle to come get me so I don't have to wait so long. Go out to the counter, asked the guy if there was a public phone around. He says, "No. Go out." Now...it sounded like he was shooing me off. I thought of going back to borrow the registration lady's phone but she was busy.

Ok...since it's only 8pm, maybe I can take the train all the way back to PJ and call my uncle with a public phone when I find one along the way back. As I was walking towards the monorail station, no phones were in sight, the sky was dark and rumbling and I was...pretty much alone (due to my walking speed as well as off working hours). So I started feeling...paranoid. The phones at the station were useless too.

I went on the monorail and I passed Sg Wang...thinking, maybe I should go visit my friend. Maybe she can help. But I hesitated and missed the stop. My paranoia was getting worse. I mentally kicked myself and got off at Times Square. Tried the phones...no work and even ate up my coins!!! Grrrr!!!

Last resort...I went to DiGi and requested that they charge my phone for few minutes. Managed to get my uncle and I waited for his arrival. My phone battery decided to start dying again when he was about to reach. Now...I'm probably just glad to be home and trying to shrug off the remains of the horrid paranoia.

Lesson: Always bring along a charger just in case.

The Coffee Place

Wednesday evening (yes, the previous post was typed on the same Wednesday I’m mentioning here. Just to let you know in case the previous post confused you enough xD) before Japanese class, me, Kar Yee, her cousin brother and her brother was looking for a place to eat their dinner and my snack in Damansara Uptown. Hahah! We peeked at a cupcake cafe. Wow! It was trendy but expensive. So we left to check out another place.

The Coffee Place was rather simple. They served home-made western food with quite a variety of sandwiches and all-day breakfast sets. They even have a ‘Made Your Own Breakfast’ set. Cool! Unfortunately the menu didn’t have desserts. The waiter/owner? was friendly too. He even took the trouble to set the food nicely according to each of our order even though the table was already cramped up with Kar Yee’s laptop. Really nice. =)

I ordered a breakfast set and had tea to come along with it. It was ok. Simple really. Kar Yee and her brother had the same thing, sandwiches with fries. I had one of Kar Yee’s sandwich. It tastes really good! ^^ They drank white coffee and ice lemon tea respectively. (Note: I think Kar Yee was playing around with her coffee or just taking the extra pack of sugar home...whatever it was....she was high for AT LEAST 30minutes before class. Seriously high that it was dangerously contagious) Her cousin brother had spaghetti. Couldn’t get feedback about it from him though he did order 2 glasses of latte and mentioned that the coffee wasn’t strong. Good for non-regular coffee drinkers, like me. =p

Overall, just...simple and nice. ^^ We’ll definitely be heading back there again. Anyone interested, the cafe is just along the shoplots where CIMB Weath Advisors are. =3

Unexpected Visit

(Note: This post was typed out on a Wednesday night but due to internet connection failure, it could not be posted at the right time. Therefore, sorry if my days confused you. What happened on Wednesday was a confusing event anyway. Hahahaha!)

Just yesterday (Tuesday) I was thinking to myself that...on Sunday I actually dreaded going to work on Monday...but on Monday it was actually ok...then yesterday I forgot I worked the day before and therefore thought it was Monday until my boss corrected me...and after work I started to miss work and wish I could work more days. And today...my boss decided to bring the whole firm (the firm only consists of 4 people including myself) over to my house unexpectedly!! Such Law of Attraction... However, the visit was not due to work.

The past few days I heard that my boss would be bringing out the only other girl in the firm, Ms Oon, to do a special assignment today. While I was changing and getting ready to go university to do my self-studies, I got a text message from my boss..and that’s when everything started going crazy! The scenario went like this:-

Boss: *sms* oon come 2 yr hse now. Ok? (I copied the sms literally)

Me: *thinking* Eh?? For what?? Oh...maybe she can finally drive his manual car and is on her own for the assignment. Now...why does she want to come to my house?

*calls Boss* Eh! Why she coming over??

Boss: Ah! We bringing dessert. *Background: Ms Oon laughing*

Me: (Oh..so he’s with her. Bet the only person left, Matthew, is in office) Dessert??? What dessert??

Boss: Cendol. We come over ok ah?

Me: Uh...ok. (But I don’t like Cendol...) Where are you?

Boss: Nearby only.

Me: Oh ok..

So I waited by the door to see what would pop up and what they were seriously up to. I also informed my aunt who was suppose to send me out and do some bill paying chore after that...she was a little impatient with the news. My grandma was there too, so she heard that they were coming...she thought my boss is going to drag me off to work. Either way, it wasn’t good. My grandpa was asleep..UNTIL they came. My sister was eating really late breakfast in her PJs unaware of their due visit. We all shared the same feeling though...confused. Why the visit?!

I expected...ok...if it’s really dessert, maybe it’s something they like to chuck away extra stuff for convinience sake or something else...but it revolved around passing to me and leaving immediately. What I didn’t expect was what was really going to happen:-

From afar I see the car...I had a bad feeling. Then I saw that my boss and Ms Oon weren’t alone, they brought Matthew as well so that’s the whole firm! Oh no... Then they parked and they all got down! Oh No... When I opened the gate they all marched in and took off their shoes and stepped into the house! OH NO...Adrenaline rush.  I rushed into the dining hall and quickly informed my sister that she may need to create space for the guests to sit. My sister’s turn to “Oh No” though her reaction was bigger: What??? But I’m underdressed and eating my noodles! WTH! *rushes into kitchen to hide with her noodles*

I stood in the middle of the dining hall eying them cautiously as they enter.

Matthew: * pass me bags containing food* Here.

Me: What’s this?

Matthew: Cendol and Laksa (actually it was rojak)

Me: Who is it for?

Matthew: You?

Boss: *stands infront of Mathew* Eh...no. Matthew got the wrong information. The food is for us.

Me: *confused* Is the food for me or what?

Boss: Us.

Me: Have you eaten?

Boss: No.

Me: *still confused* Ok....have you eaten?? *the background seemed chaotic at that moment since my grandpa woke and introductions were made or...more confusion was made*

Boss: No.

Me: Ok...

Then finally it hit me...ARGH!!! THEY CAME TO MY HOUSE TO EAT THEIR FOOD!!! GAH!!!

So my aunt and me tried to prepare the food for them in a hasty and confused manner while my sister was shooting ridiculous questions at me:

Sis: Eh...the tall guy like you ah?

Me: No. He has a wife la! *meant my boss*

Sis: Eh...no la. I was talking about the younger chap. (she was talking about Matthew)

Me: What?? No la. @@ Why are you asking me such things la??

Sis: No la I though he does mah. *giggling*

Me: *was also laughing thanks to the already existing confusion and my sister’s nonsense* Eh! Stop laughing la! *trying not to shake the bowls half full of Cendol  I was carrying out of the kitchen*

Finally, after the food was settled. I shifted my accusing stare and finger at those three....

Me: Which one of you came up with the idea to come here?

They just looked comically at each other and of course...it was obvious. It was...MY BOSS. *groans* I gave them a warning of 15minutes and they should leave after that as I needed to go out already. So why did they come? Because they had 30minutes to spare in between assignments. = =’ll My house became a lepak place...  After 5 minutes, they left. Good riddance. I just couldn’t decide whether to laugh or cry the whole time.

However, I’m grateful that they dropped by no matter how inconvenient it was. It was a funny episode. Hahaha! Thank you! And sorry for halau’ing you all. xD Poor Ms Oon looked so uncomfortable. XD