Update on My Totally Miserable Day

The shirt that I love so, sooooo much but which everybody told me not to buy because it will rip to pieces by the 5th wearing (yes it's that delicate), now has little holes in it. Today was the first time I wore it. FML.

Predictably in line with the pattern of my life today, I was late for work. I actually reached MV with like, 30 minutes to spare but it was congested as fuck around Midvalley. It took forever to get to Zone H, where I usually park and when I got there it was full. As in, a guard was standing outside blocking cars from going in kinda full. I had to make one big turn to get to another zone. It's like I spent more time circling MV than I did to get there from my house. And once I was inside the carpark, there were like 5oo cars zigzagging here and there, all looking for a spot. For every car that was leaving, there were already another 3 waiting at the sides. I parked somewhere totally illegal and prayed like hell I wouldn't get clamped. I was still late though. Just my luck that Mr-hey-I'm-your-supervisor-and-I'm-so-gangsta-you-betta-listen was conducting the briefing, and I was made an example of a bad employee who was late. Sue me bitch.

And I just deleted this whole thing again.

This is so depressing. I am going to the fridge for some good ol' pick-me-up ice cream.

Is this like, my quota of bad luck for this month? Does this mean that for tomorrow and the rest of the month, and February, and 2010 I will be absolutely charmed?

Sakit Hati!

I've been blogging so little nowadays. Today was the first time in a long time I've been so inspired to write here. I really, really needed an outlet to just WHINE.

I started off the morning with a loooong list of things to do. I had to send Jacqueline to the LRT station, then go to class, then go to Leisure Mall to get my dad's stuff then go pass it to him at Bukit Jalil then go to work.

And being the stupid party slut I am, I went to bed at 5 last night/this morning and almost didn't wake up this morning. I woke up with 30 minutes left to class and Jacq wasn't even awake. How to send her to the LRT and still make it in time for class? Halix offered to send her so I got ready. Usually for class I'm super selekeh all shorts and slippers and hair like shit but today because I had to go to work right after class, I needed to cantik a bit. And I managed to get school-AND-work-ready in less than 30 minutes, which mean I'm NOT late for my class. As I was rushing to college, I got a text. Saying class was canceled! WHATTHEFUCK. Wasted precious sleeping time and rushing around getting ready... for nothing. Sad case.

But never mind lor, it means I have more time to do the things that should be done. I go to Leisure Mall to get my dad's stuff and it's not the usual people in the store. The usual ones were always so nice and sweet and friendly. This bitch was downright rude and disrespectful. Just because I don't look like the typical taekwondo instructor who walks in the door. It's like she took one look at my skeleton tee and was like, "who are you? who's the instructor? what, what's his name??? what club you from? state?" Eh bitch please la, I don't need to take that attitude from you at 10 in the morning k.

And you know what, the delicious icing on the sweet sweet cake was that 45 minutes after my friend texted me about the cancelled class, she texted me again. She made a mistake. That was last week's notice. This week's class was still on. AAAHHHHHHHHH. I've missed two classes on a subject I'm totally clueless about. WTFWTFWTF. You know, in certain situations right, I'd prefer if information is withheld from me lor. Like, if I didn't know that the class was actually on instead of canceled, I wouldn't feel the many things I'm feeling right now. Like, guilt for missing it. Pek chek and Regret, also for missing it. Anger, at my friend for telling me the wrong thing. Then guilt, for feeling angry at my friend who's just being nice. Worry, whether am I gonna get barred or fail this subject because I've missed TWO classes. WORRY, if I fail WHAT WOULD MY PARENTS SAY? Dilemma, should I go for the last 45 minutes. OMG EXPLODE.

It's not even 12 yet and I'm already like, blasted with bad luck. I wonder what the rest of the day will bring. Oh God.
P.S. If I need any further proof that today is not my day, I just accidentally erased the paragraph above, the long one - and had to write the whole damn thing all over again. Seriously WTF.

Wheels: A Belated Welcome

Life's funny sometimes. And so are parents.

You can beg and plead, persuade and reason, argue and debate, with them for YEARS to get you something but if they don't want, memang they don't want.

Then all of a sudden, at a moment when you least expect it, when you are not even talking or thinking about it, when you not exactly don't want (how can you ever don't want??) but the crazy, unreasonable teenage yearning have dimmed a little, they just pop up with something like,

"Hey, we are getting you guys a car btw"

...................................

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I am so speechlesshappy but I would have been so unbelievablycrazyhappy if this happened like, 3 years ago, but also very irresponsible I guess. I'm glad it's now. Jacqueline needs it more so it has been with her mostly but she's very nice. She lets me take it for the weekends, for long trips and she even sends me back all the time. I can now be the guy that can pick up my friends and send them back and stay out late and get tickets for speeding on the highway! Oh wait, oops.
Don't ask me why there's a picture of Howyee here. It's the pic that best shows the prettiness of the car! I helped chose the pink-grey color scheme. So schweet right? Howyee says it's very Victoria's Secret, and therefore all the posing heh heh. All the lebih, cute, girlish, pretty things and touches were later added on by Jacqueline =)

Back to School

Today I spent the first 2 and a half hour of my morning class (Yes I have class on Sat morning boooo) trying to figure out why the hell my lecturer looks sooo damn familiar. It seems like I know him from somewhere but I just can't place him. Then in the last 10 minutes of the class, I got it. He looks like Hagrid! Physically, with the hair and the beard, they look sooooooooo the same I don't know why I didn't get it sooner. But not just the looks lor, the voice AND the accent is like totally Hagrid! Even the way they teach also the same. Like, talk a bit and then get distracted and is like, talking to himself like that. Freaky! Though, now that Harry Potter and I got 0.25% similarity then maybe life won't be so dull. Or waitaminute, it might be even duller. Cuz my Hagrid, like all the other journalism lecturers in UCSI, only know how to talk politicspoliticsandpolitics. Yawn.

This week has been quite a productive week. I managed to tick off around half of the things on my to-do list. Granted, the list wasn't very long to start with, but it was major for me lor, the super procrastinator! The other half isn't done yet cuz it's the weekend now, so yeah I think I did pretty good for me. And I didn't miss a single class this week! Which is a big, big improvement cuz I missed 50% of the classes last week! It's not that I'm lazy or what, it's cuz I was still getting used to the student's timetable and waking up early in the morning. Of course, I actually woke up much earlier for work last couple months and I never reached late but dunno, with classes just no motivation to get out of bed la. It's not like you get your salary cut if you're late. You can just get the notes from the photocopy shop or your friends then just catch up on your own.

Oh My Look at the Length of This!

So I was thinking, it's my first post of 2010; maybe I should make more of an effort because these beginning-of-the-year / year-end ramblings and thoughts are usually a little more profound/deep/meaningful?

I didn't mean to end the sentence as a question but my writing skills are totally failing me and I can't think of a right way to finish the thought (heee luckily I'm taking writing skills class this semester) so I thought maybe a question mark would do for now.

And I was thinking and thinking like why, what is it about year-ends and new-years that make people wanna think deep thoughts about how their year has been, what have they achieved, how they could have been better, etc etc etc? Cuz that is so totally Not Me.

Maybe I'm not at the right age to be reflecting on Life just yet. Though you do see some 17 and 18 year-olds who are very mature and like they know what exactly they want and where they are. So maybe I'm just bloody immature and shortsighted.

Yeah, Whatever. All I can say for 2009 is that it went by really, really FAST. And it's not in the way where it feels as though time flies because I was very busy or doing Very Important Things. In fact, it might be the exact opposite. The year just passed by in a haze of like, nothingness.

Like, oh there goes April, and May, and June... What? It's November already? Funny, feels like I haven't done anything at all lah this year. Ya know? That kinda feeling?

In fact, the only month that felt like it had any significance to me was October. Apart from my birthday month la of course. That one is significant because it serves as reassurance for me that people really care and love me enough to spend time and money to celebrate the fact that I was born. Yeah, I'm really shallow/insecure like that :p

So yeah, October. It was the one month where I did several things that I always said I wanted to do but never did/things I only thought about but never took a proactive step towards/things that are New. You get the idea. So the first one was I got a Job. Clap clap, old news by now. Every sem break I say I'm gonna get a job, I'm gonna get a job but this time I really did. To those who laughed and said I couldn't last one week before being fired for giving customers Attitude, HAR HAR HAR. I knew I could do it :)

The second one was going for the 8tv Quickie host search. Which doesn't seem that big of a deal considering that I got nowhere but still! It was a major step on my part, especially taking into account my HUGE self esteem issues! Usually I'd be like, he auditioned for a reality show!? Isn't that a little attentionfamewhoredesperate? But what to do, when you wanna be famous, you gotta be desperate! And I Wanna Be Famous! I AM Desperate!! Ha kidding. Sort of. I mean like, talking is something I know I can do unlike, singing for example. Heehee. So Why Not? You never know till you try, right? Maybe if I wasn't so gelabah I'd be all up in your TV right now! LOL. So yeah, this year I been telling everyone that I'mma go all out attentionfamewhore cuz I wanna be famous before I'm 21. Yeah right, famous in 3 months. Good luck with that. A bitch can dream though riiighht?

The last one was the most unexpected. Me, commercial, okaybye. You know what, I think if any of my friends are down, I just need to play this video and when my fat face shows up on screen, they be smiling again.

P.S I can't believe I cannot escape from the word 'whatever'. I was trying so hard to write something that was bimbo-free, something that would make people go, wah I can't believe he wrote something like this but aiyah whatever lah! This is me, no use changing this and that just cuz it's 2010 :D

The Last Day

My employment at Topshop Midvalley has tentatively ended, TODAY!

That sentence sounds like I'm saying it very happily, but I'm not. Damn tak sampai hati laaaa :(

I know, 2 months is only 60 days and you're just a promoter, get over it.

But I'm starting to miss my friends there already! I don't really miss the job itself but it's such a happy place and they're all so fun people! It feels like I baru only get to know them and wanna close to them and then... now I have to leave.

And ya, there's facebook and text messages and Midvalley's so close and you're always at Topshop anyways so we'll all keep in touch, but things won't be the same one lor when you're no longer spending 8 hours a day with them day in day out.

Over the past 2 months, they've been not only my rakan sekerja but also teman for everything, especially gossip. There's always someone to go to for whatever you wanna bitch about; customers, colleagues, clothes, college, BFs, BFFs etc.

It's so bittersweet when we're all busy taking pics at closing and they tell you things like,

"we're gonna miss you so much laaaa'

"surely gonna be boring when you're not around anymore"

"you dah takde, tak sama dah"

"don't go laa, stay la few weeks lagi"

"owei you quit already, who am i going to talk to?"

"let's meet up sometime and go to chili's"

"let's go clubbing!"

"i'm gonna ask you to my birthday!"

"come to my wedding next year kay?"

"come and work part time when you're studying la"

"you're my best friend dekat shop"

BIG AWWWWWWWWW~~~~

FML to the Max!

I wanted to post this in bursts of 140 words or less but nooo, I needed to do a long rant-whine-and-bitch post soooo much. It's been days but I still feel so friggin' pek chek.

It started on Wednesday. It was my off day and all I wanted was to chill out and watch a movie. Later, I needed to go take care of my sister lah, but that I didn't mind. What got me was the effing massive traffic jams in KL, from KL to KJ and then in KJ itself. Garhhh. I spent close to 3 hours on the roads that day itself.

In the end, I got to watch my movie though. I'm not usually into sci-fi but Avatar was sooooooo much, much better than I expected. Okay frankly I had no expectations, but still, I would totally pay to watch this movie again. In 3D this time! Can't remember the last time I so happening go watch movie on opening night. Hehe.

Anyways, it was a late movie, ended at midnight so I got home real late and the next day I woke up super late. Like, 9 am. That was the first time since I started working that I woke up so late. Damn panic. I was dressed and out the door in 15 minutes and speeding towards MV. I even drove in the motorcycles' lane just to get past all the stupid morning traffic. I was soooo happy when I sampai just in time and then when I see the timetable; I saw that I was supposed to come in at 1 pm. Fucking great. I then had to work FULL shift on that day.

And then on Friday right, I was just sitting at home doing nothing when Howyee just called all of a sudden and asked if I wanted to go to Genting. Hell yes I did! I got dressed super quick, grabbed the thick jacket and scarves I never get to wear and I was in the car, speeding towards GK, Mariah on full blast.

Then suddenly, the radio turned off and the lights dimmed and I was like, Fuck. So I stopped at the side and thought maybe if I restarted the engine, it'd be fine. But once I killed the engine, I couldn't get it to start again. I was like soooooo fucking panic it was a total breakdown. I didn't know who to call and started to text random people.

I approached a bunch of uncles at a restaurant nearby for help but they were drunk and started shouting at me. Wanted to cry, I tell you. Called H and he wasn't giving helpful advice. He was trying to help but I was hysterical at that time. Called Howyee and she was as clueless as me when it comes to cars. Wanted to call Justina cuz her house was nearby but paiseh. A police car passed by. They stopped and looked at the car for awhile. And then they asked me to call my friends and to be careful while I wait cuz I might get robbed in that area. After an hour plus, another few policemen passed by. They fucking interrogated me like it was my fucking fault I was stranded in that godforsaken area.

After a couple more hours, Howyee and Junce and Rickeez and Chinyee came to my rescue. I am so grateful you would not believe. Thank you! It's nice to know you have friends that care so much they'd drive to an unknown place in the middle of the night and wander around lost more than a few times just to help you. And I'm sorry I ruined your plans! I was so disappointed cuz I was so looking forward to Genting. At times like these, I ask myself why am I not macho enough to know about cars and machines just so I can get myself out of shit like this. Haih. I've been so traumatized ever since.

Not a Fashion Designer

Yesterday I attempted my first fashion DIY and at first I bangga because it was the first time I ever did something like that. Pride came a little too early though. It was a total failure. Lucky I didn't waste my parents' money studying design or something. I'm totally hopeless.

Reason for the sudden project was because I suddenly really, really wanted... no, NEEDED fierce shoulders. Once I had this need right, it was all I thought about. I even walked the whole mall during my break looking for tailers to add them in. But because they were all so mahal and took so much time, I ended up trying to do them myself.

I knew I should have paid more attention to those articles and tutorials about how you can recycle and cut up old bras for the season's biggest trend. And also, I should probably learn how to sew so that I don't need to rely on Sellotape like it's my best friend or something.

Now My Sister Hearts Topshop Too

It was worth sangat braving horrendous public transportation to get to Topshop Pavilion for their X'mas parrrtaay.

At first I wanted to just give up halfway at KLCC and just sit at Chili's eating chips the whole night.

Glad I didn't. It was fab with hot models and a DJ and free food and pretty people and 20% OFF STOREWIDE.

I can't remember the last time I shopped with my F3 card. I even got into the X'mas mood and bought cute, Christmassy stuff =D

And OMG, Howyee was looking sooo pweeettyyy, I actually thought her clothes were loaned and her make up done by a pro. SO HAPPY to see her, even though she's a busy, busy girl now.

And OMGGGG LOOK, gorgeous male model getting hot and steamy with my teenage sister woot!

Who Doesn't Love a Good Sale?

I can't remember the last time I was so excited for a sale! Sales are usually such disappointing affairs and you end up going home empty-handed cuz everyone else got to the merchandise before you did or the sizes are all wrong and stuff but NOO, this was like the exact opposite.

All of the new part-timers (me included) were super excited for the staff sale cuz we heard soooo much about it but the old staff were all very blah about it so I thought maybe it won't be all that great after all.

I certainly didn't go with high expectations. I'd be fine even if I didn't buy anything or even if all I got was like a stupid tee or polo cuz you had to keep in mind that these items are more or less damaged and then when I managed to sneak a peek the day before, there were only like 2 rails of guys' stuff compared to the girls's stuff, which were hanging on like 10 rails. I told myself I was just there to see what a staff sale was like. Hehe.

Now I'm so HAPPY that it's not for nothing I woke up at 8 am on my OFF DAY and drove all the way to MV; the bargains were fantastic. Gor geous shirts and vests and cardis were going for 10 to 15 bucks, some virtually undamaged except for a missing button or something minor like that.

At first I felt like I was The Greedy One because I'm the only one from my outlet who came even though it's their off day. The rest of the staff were there because it was their shift. And I was there before 9! But that's totally because I was having breakfast with Howyee whom I haven't seen in ages, okay?

Then when I saw those who came all the way from places like JB just for the sale, I felt better about being there. I was also glad I wasn't working because all those who were, they couldn't come in even though they sooooo very wanted to. I spent hours inside! The staff from other places were scary though. They were waiting in front of the door waiting to serbu, like it was a race and there'd be someone blowing a whistle and then there'd be a mighty stampede.

Inside was pure havoc. Within minutes, 50% of the clothes were on the floor but thank God things remained civilized. Maklumlah everyone's like rakan sekerja so it was all very light and fun and no bitchfights broke out as I imagined. The most kua cheong was when the accesories was brought out. Everyone went crazy and in less than a minute, everything was gone. Sebabnya? Cuz they were friggin' FOC.

I managed to grab a couple but dropped it cuz I was carrying toooo many clothes. Some were mine but most of them were Azleena's who went totally siao and spent like 250 bucks in less than 15 minutes. I'm happy to know that something useful actually came out from me carrying armful after armful of clothes and hangers day in, day out. It was to prepare me for the sale because at one point, I was actually carrying god-knows-how-many-kilos of clothes what with Azleena's sequinned and feathered thingies.

Now I'm broker than ever but totally satisfied. Better than sex. When I came out, I felt like I had just finished running a marathon.

P.S. I wrote this last week but forgot to post it. Now I've already worn one of the shirts, given a dress and a vest to my sisters, sent two to my personal seamstress for repair hehe and bought a couple more things on a second round ;)