Archive for January, 2008

Recuperation.

Published on January 5, 2008 in Ugh. 5 Comments

Mmm joke aside, my body really aches today. Can’t turn the wheel of the steering wheel properly so i’ve been driving slow(er).

I’m not the only one in pain, QueenKanch got knocked down by a car of people (we think they were drunk) the other day, so we’ve both been hobbling around like creaky old women.

Just when i thought i could top RowdyRudy in terms of disastrous drama, he told me his car got crashed into by a taxi last night.

0_o

“Tyre puncture, phone spoilt, summons, kena knocked down by fucking snatch theif… Kanch got banged down…” i listed misfortunes to him.

“Yeah man! What’s up with all this?!”

“You know what this means? It merely means that we’re getting all the bad stuff over with this week so the rest of the year will be fantastic!”

“You’re such a clever girl.”

Our delusional optimism is the root of our gratifying lives.

No, i’m serious.

No, i’m not drunk now.

Look, i’m not even out on a Saturday night because i’m healing, okay?

 

At Least I Still Have My Anya.

Published on January 5, 2008 in Ugh and Women. 9 Comments

Someone tried to rob me last night. They failed and everyone was concerned over my badly swollen hand and bloody knee, but the first thing i could do was clutch my bag and go, “At least i still have my Anya!”

Will storytell later, gotta run out now.

 

What Are The Chances

Published on January 3, 2008 in Ugh. 16 Comments

What are the chances of getting a summons, getting your phoneline barred (okay, i procrastinated and didn’t pay my bill for four months), having your second phone spoil all of a sudden the next morning (i can’t call out, and i have to talk on speakerphone when someone calls -_-) and wait, i’m not done yet, as i approach my car to drive out to rectify all my rubbish, stare in disbelief at a decidedly about-to-die tyre because a nail got into it last night.

All within 10 hours.

-_-

I love being me because something interesting always happens every day.

 

“I Went To Feed The Fish!”

Published on January 2, 2008 in Alcohol, La la la and Spa + Beauty. 13 Comments

I kept on telling everyone that the week before Christmas.
Because we didn’t have much work to do, DatinTini and i ran out of the office and IceCalvin joined us cos he wasn’t doing any shoots that day.

So there we were hang-kai-ing (i just learnt the word hang kai ha ha!) around Pavilion and in order to kill time to avoid the jam, i dragged them to go try the Kenko Reflexology Fish Spa, just next to GSC.

I met the owner on the night of the La Bodega launch and promised i’d try it some day.
Basically you get to put your legs into water whereby these tiny fish eat your dead skin thus exfoliating them.

Weird right? I’m all for trying something new!

As you walk into the spa centre, a huge tank faces you and you get to see how it looks like…

Kenko

Kenko

Before you put your legs in, they make you wash your feet first.

Kenko

Then you slip on these generic turquoise slippers everyone wears, keeping your shoes on one of the shelves provided. No locks.
Me: “What if… someone steals my shoes..!?” Shocked *thinks of 300+ shoes*
Calvin: “Urm… hide them la.”

I must say… the room where everyone removes and keeps their shoes… stinks of feet a bit.
Not downright unbearable, but a lingering stench nonetheless.
They really should put stronger air freshener or something.

Kenko

Then we went to dunk our legs into the tank!
It was super ticklish at first and us three couldn’t stop laughing and squealing.

Kenko

Kenko

Kenko

RM39 nett for 30 minutes. I think.
We paid 39 bucks… but we sat there for 45 minutes cos nooone shoo-ed us, so i’m not sure of the time limit :p

Went to The C Club again to have some snacks and beer after that.
I wanted to try the Belon but they were sold out that day.

C Club
IceCalvin

C Club
DatinTini

The bathroom is bloody nice man. But it’s off limits to claustrophobes, i swear.
Everything’s black and mirrored inside, i stopped dead in my tracks and walked slowly to feel my way around.

C Club

Imagine if you’re high and get pushed in there. Confirm cannot find your way out.

Then i went to visit the chairs i like so much.
I realised the extent of my admiration for the chair when AshleyTheMonkey started staring at me strangely. Cos i was stroking it gently.
I didn’t really care tho and started hugging it too. Shy

C Club

 

Another 5 Minutes of ‘Just Looking’ = Even More Fail.

Published on January 1, 2008 in La la la, Shopping and Women. 2 Comments

New Year’s Day was spent in KL.

I merrily popped confetti in the bedroom. In truth, i would have loved to have fallen asleep nestled among shiny blue, red and green spirals of metallic paper before awakening in it as well, but they were hastily cleaned up.

Bummed

I took my time getting ready to go out. Seeing it was New Year’s Day, i wanted it to be a chill out day. Looking good and feeling even better. I carefully ironed a white dress, slipped on white sandals and had my white-rimmed sunglasses perched atop my head.

Happy, sunny outfit! Too bad it looked like it was going to storm -_-

… But still! Happy sunny outfit! Laughing

Thinking back, i can’t help feeling slightly guilty that i don’t give much of a rat’s ass when it comes to wearing new clothes for Chinese New Year but i semangat dress up for New Year’s Day. >.<

Had burgers, Guinness and scotch ginger ale at Chilli’s before oh-rowdy-one and me trolled through KLCC.

Dahlah before that i bought a(nother) Flower Fairy sticker book and Dr. Seuss’ Oh, The Thinks You Can Think in Kinokuniya. I read it ages ago when i was a kid, and seeing the book again conjured up memories of encouragement for flighty imagination and all things whack.

They’ve moved the children’s fairy book section to the shelf behind Dr. Seuss and as i knelt on the floor forcing myself to put back some of the books so as not to purchase them, a little girl of about five stood right next to me. She stared curiously, looking me up and down. I, unable to have the ability to stare unabashedly as does that of a child, looked away and noticed her cartoon fish sneakers from the corner of my eye.

A few minutes later, i overheard FishSneakerKid telling her mother, “No, not this one. I want the fairy one.”

I beamed inwardly.

Looking to my right, i saw her mother sifting through the other books, “Where is it…”

After they couldn’t find what she was looking for, i spoke up to FishSneakerKid, “If you really want fairy books, there’s a whole shelf just behind this one…” I gestured to the front of me, while bobbing my head with big helpful eyes.

FishSneakerKid ignored me and her mum said, “I think she wants this particular one she had just now… then she hid it here or something!”

Man. I keep on getting dissed by kids of late okay.

RowdyRudy wanted to go to the Apple store to get this alarm clock to go with his iPod. It was sold out and i ended up walking out with a charger for mine -_-

Then i wanted to check out the LG Viewty cos my bloody Nokia 3250 has been hanging on me every time i send an sms and i have to return the Dopod (that always crashes on me -_-) once i quit end of Jan. Retailing at 2K, it looks great, touchscreen and all, but i was quite disappointed by its picture quality.

Might as well just stick to getting a better digicam and much smaller hp. I don’t know. I’ll keep hunting but i’m already tempted to buy the same Sony Ericsson as RowdyRudy, DatinTini and two others on my team have.

We went to see what’s up in Banana Republic. Rudy went right. I went left.

And we didn’t have contact for a good 15 minutes cos we were too engrossed checking out everything that was on sale.

Again, evil sale signs. 30%. 50%… Die.

I picked out two dresses to try (Danger, danger!) - a sleeveless blue silk babydoll with embroidery on the upper chest area, and another babydoll of soft grey wool with pleats down the front.

Not only were they a perfect fit, but the cutting was fantastic as well.

RowdyRudy came to give his opinion as i twirled in it, “Ooh… very nice. Very you! *touches silk* Ooh..!”

At first, i told myself i’d allow the purchase of one dress. Just one. Think about Bangkok, Joyce, think about Bangkok. And as i placed them at the cashier where Rudy was already paying for his purchases, i picked up a third dress to try on - a dark blue silk shift with butterfly sleeves and a silk ribbon to tie round the middle into a bow at the front.

Besides the fact that they were half price off each (Wow! What a steal, man!) i got suckered by their design, material and detail.

So… since i had to choose between three, i gave myself an allowance of two.It just made sense, see.

>.<

“I think we’re very bad for each other!” i told RowdyRudy, cos we’re always egging each other on to get ‘just one more shot’, buy another gadget, go for another holiday, or in this case, buy everything we liked cos it’s on sale.

Plus i just went to the ATM thinking that by withdrawing more money, i wouldn’t have to visit it for another three days, at least. Super tak jadi sial.

Whatevah