A rare day today I would say.. Yesterday too although not as much as today. What did I do? Read on..
Yesterday yesterday yesterday...I dropped my car off at my dad's place early morning. Went to Nirvana Memorial Park in Nilai with my dad's side of the family to pray to my late grandfather and great grandmother. It's been a long time since I'd been there. The place is a rather nice place actually. In fact, the first time I saw the place it was as good as going for a relaxing holiday. Hahahahahha! (Hey, they have to make the place peaceful for slumber, if ya know what I mean.)
Then we headed off to...some place where parking is hard to find (yes, I know. It's an excellant description that doesn't help you find the place. xp) and had lunch. It was...Bah Kut Teh... = ='ll So healthy... Sigh.. But that's what my dad likes to eat so, oh well. =x (Not to say I don't like it but but...it's....just not healthy, no? >.<)
After lunch, we headed back to my dad's apartment and...we spent about an hour trying to open his apartment's main door (He locked himself out earlier). = ='ll It sure takes patience and strenght to open the door unprofessionally (use a card to pry open the latch) and we managed to do it just before the locksmith arrived. Hahahaha. My dad and his gf actually gave up on the door much earlier but I just wanted to keep trying. Hey, you don't get to open doors that way everyday. ;p
Ah yes, it was also the first time I officially visited my dad's apartment (the unofficial one was when the apartment lacked furniture. xp). I had mixed feelings about the visit... First, horror...on the lack of cleanliness. Second, irony...the excess dirt against expensive furniture (I found mold in the piano bench. T.T). Third, awe...at the wonderful yet simple kitchen (you can't really cook in it actually since it has no stove of all sorts and the fridge is 98% empty). Lastly, nostalgia...well, he did use many furniture from the previous house. But the first impression still overrules the others. >.<'lll
The rest of the day was nothing much. Just went out with my mom, got home late and suddenly remembered that I'd not done my homework. = = So I ended up sleeping late and got up ALMOST late (oddly I reached school much earlier as compared to other days. Oo'll). And so we began today...
Hm...it was a rather cooling day, the weather I mean. And it somehow set a relaxing mood for the entire day. Yes, something you don't get very often in the city. I went for class and left immediately after that. Went home for lunch and rested abit.
Left the house again with mom to a small warehouse sale in Bangsar. Got some shirts after much rummaging (the lady didn't sort the clothes really well and the place was small). My, I should salute the lady there. At her age (assuming retiring age), she wears much more groovy stuff as compared to youngsters. *jawdrop* Geng..
Next stop was Mid Valley. Mom left the car to wash and we walked around tiredly looking for food. And...we ended up in Red Box for the next few hours. Yes! Imagine that! Me going for karaoke. How rare! Hahahah! But the deal was good. You get to sing off tune and eat too. =p The queer day's happiness lasted until here 'coz the next thing ruined my mood for the rest of the night although it didn't ruin the day totally.
Mom went to meet a friend at CoffeeBean as that friend wanted to show her his daughter. I was in the mood to shop for books and was looking around in MPH. I had a book in my hand that I wanted to buy and was looking at another that I was contemplating the purchase. Then my mom called my handphone asking me to come out and see the little girl. I absentmindedly walked out of MPH looking for my mom, still on the phone and HOLDING THE BOOK. Voila! The security guards came after me and thought I was attempting to steal the book.
I wasn't even paying enough attention to even notice the guard beside me requesting back for the book until seconds later. Even then, I just hand the book over and was about to walk off to meet my mom. But...the security guard insisted I follow to a back room to receive what seems to be a disciplinary act. My mom followed too since she saw what happened. Signed some form that says I won't repeat the act again, blah blah blah... And I still bought the book, although with a less satisfactory feeling now. Sigh..
So yes, that's what happened today.
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