Now I know why Beau gets really touchy driving on Malaysian road, especially on peak hours. Heck it wasn't even peak hours when I was driving home last night, it was way past 10 and God knows what bottleneck all these lousy contractors are interested in, converging 5 lanes into 2 small puny gravel unfinished lanes. On Persiaran Surian that was!
And all of a sudden, this bloody Kancil cut into my lane without signal, that I had to make an emergency break. Luckily the car behind me wasn't too near or else there'd be some chain accident causing even more backlogging.
Whoever this driver is (gay couple), be more courteous on the road please. Bloody hell. Can't wait to get home for some f**king is it?
Guys who've read this piece of news from my Facebook status would've known this encounter. Was in Starbucks one day and there was this couple walking in, early 20s, one muscular the other lean. After a while, they were gone...
It was actually an accidental incident. I headed to the loo to find the muscular guy washing his hand. Toilets inside Starbucks is actually something like, both the male's and female's toilet were behind another door. So while there is only one room for the male, the other's for the female; while there's a common sink for washing hand. I tried to open the door to the men's and it was locked. So I left t
A while later, thinking the men's were already cleared, I went in again. The second time, there was a lady instead. I opened the knob to the men's and still, it was locked. So I headed out again. Then another lady followed, assuming the one waiting inside managed to get her turn for the loo.
Not long after that, I see the couple came out of the toilet
The puzzle here... if the ladies' occupied by the lady... and th
ere's only one room for men... why would the 2 guys be coming out together, when none of them were seen by the sink when I went in the second time? LOL
Beau was almost about to blow up. The chubby kid of a Indian Muslim family was running around and singing. Beau had been staring at his parents for a few times, trying to give hints so they would control their child.
But just as I finally lost mine too, the parents finally brought him home. He was reluctant. But his Mum left him straight away. His dad too, pretended to leave. They'd been telling him, he could run in one of their uncle's house, in the kitchen and what nots. Kid was reluctant, but had to give in at last.
Living in a high rise isn't all that well, though according to the Chinese proverb, the higher you stand, the further you can see. Indeed, I see as far as the Petaling Jaya old-town from where I stay. But there's some drawbacks as well. Apart from the long waiting for the elevators sometimes, some of the residents have clumsy fingers.
One fine day, I was venturing out to Mont Kiara to get familiarize with the place, heard there's a new gym branch there. I drove around the narrow road in that highly populated area, looking for the designated building where the gym is. Two rounds circling the area, and I still couldn't find where the building is.
Finally, I gave up and headed out to Avenue K instead.
That night, I told Beau...
Clayden: Can't see 1MK.
Beau: It's just by the side of the road.
Clayden: I saw Plaza MK though.
Beau: It's exactly opposite the plaza!
Clayden: Really? There's some construction across the plaza!
Beau: No not the other side, if you're on the main road underneath the elevated highway, you won't miss 1MK.
Clayden: I was! But there wasn't any signs or anything.
Beau: It's the big white building... just after the traffic lights.
Clayden: THAT's 1MK?! *smacks head*
And hence, the status update "From Mont Kiara to Avenue K".
Saw a status she posted 2 days after we found out about our result.
"You won't do this if you see how suffer he is."
I don't know if she was talking about me, be we went out in the morning, and it was very likely she was commenting on how miserable I was. She was probably aiming it at another friend of mine who boasted about his success.
This exam that I was taking, it was indeed very important. Since I didn't pass, I'm probably stuck here for another 6 months or so. My plans were all ruined. My drafted future and everything.
I was really really very sad.
But if you're gonna say, serve me right, I suppose you could.