Leading the wild into the ways of the man…
I met up with Wai Ching at Niu Che Shui for a couple of beers and some food. I haven’t been to Niu Che Shui before – we hung out at Full House Cafe until it closed and then adjourned back.
K, you’re gonna be so fucking surprised. Small world eh?
Okay, scheduled posts resuming tomorrow. I’ve gotta hit the sack. *cough*
I have a tendency to forgive easily and I don’t hold grudges. I’ve been reconsidering my stance since this character defect (?) allows people I care about to hurt me again and again (and again, for good measure).
I always maintain that I won’t ever forgive anyone if a transgression is deemed to be serious enough to justify it. I can be nice to you, I can work in a professional capacity with you, but no, we won’t be “friends” ever again. I’ve only been able to do that coz I approach it like my relationships – I distance myself.
It can be hard to distance oneself when the other party goes out of the way to patch things up. This is a bad thing coz at the slightest enticement; I’ll just fall back and go back to trusting that person again…just like nothing ever happened.
That’s my Achilles’ heel and over the years I’ve learnt that in order to learn from mistakes, I should never let someone who’s embezzled my trust to ever get close again.
It might sound harsh, but it’s just self-preservation. I know myself. I’m the type of person to just brush off apologies and easily slip back to being friends again, and a lot of people have abused this personality flaw that I have.
This is a reminder to myself – never get close. Trust no one.
Okay, to counter that short and concise overshare, here’s something I found funny today.
Link of the day: 20 funny job related charts and graphs
I’m going to have to evac my current premises by 27th of May. It’s rather unfortunate that I signed a tenancy agreement that allows for a 1 ½ month termination notice by either party. I didn’t think much of it when I put my John Hancock on the dotted line since I needed a place to stay. This condominium has great security, plus it’s spacious and quiet. I’ve grown to love it in the six months that I’ve lived here.
Anyway, I’m quite adaptable so I don’t mind moving. It’s just the hassle of finding a place that’s close to the office AND affordable that’s the problem. I’ve been looking into Kelana Sentral Apartment but the place is a bit too small for my liking. The rent is RM 1,100 (which is essentially the same amount I’m forking out right now) and it doesn’t even have air conditioning to boot.
I guess it’s time to hit The Star and look for places to rent…which brings me to another dilemma – should I be purchasing instead? Paying 1.1k for rent every month for a place you won’t ultimately own is a financially ludicrous arrangement. I hear Casa Suites is going for RM 1,100 per month after the initial down payment, but it’s a bit far from my workplace.
Does anyone have any idea where I can establish the sixthseal.com pad in Petaling Jaya? I work in Kelana Jaya so I need to be reasonably close. Cheers!
This weekend has seen a series of unfortunate events of such magnitude that I can’t even begin to describe it.
…and you know what the worst thing is? The weekend just started! It’s only Saturday night. :p
I shall go to sleep now.
I stumbled upon this article in The Star today. Jess Teh, aged 30, and still looking mighty fine, is facing two drug charges. One is for methamphetamine consumption and the other is for the possession of 0.79 grams of cannabis. I’m puzzled. 0.79 grams is a minuscule amount for cannabis – it’s usually sold in amounts of 10 grams and above.
I digress. I like how the article described her as “always fashionable” and my favorite description of the delicious Jess is “She walked past pressmen in her usual unapproachable manner, with a scowl and in a black T-shirt with the words “Don’t ask why” printed on it.” (emphasis mine).
She’s got attitude, and the photo I nicked from The Star shows that she isn’t too hard on the eyes either. It got me wondering though, why do guys like “bad girls”? I know why women like “bad boys” and the dark triad of personalities theory but how does that hold for the XY chromosome persuasion?
I sat down long and hard thinking about this and all I could come up with is The Offspring song Want You Bad. 😉
I know your arms are open wide, but you’re a little on the straight side, I can’t lie
Your one vice is you’re too nice
Come around now can you see?
I want you all tattooed. I want you bad.
Complicated. X-rated.
I want you bad, bad, bad, bad, bad.
Seriously though, for me, I think it’s the appeal of familiarity and the thrill – Aries are notorious thrill seekers.
What about you? Do you get attracted to bad boys/girls?
I was browsing through my dSLR, looking at the photos taken last Saturday night and I noticed a very disturbing thing…
I remember most of the photos I’ve taken that night. However, there were a series of photos of Yiling drinking a full jug of water that I did not remember taking.
There were 32 photos in all – burst mode. I thought it was someone using my dSLR since I was pretty messed up by 10:30 pm so I checked the time on the photos.
12:01 AM.
It must be someone else since I don’t remember anything from 10:30 pm onwards so I assumed I passed out…
…but wait!
There’s a photo of me. The timestamp says 12:14 AM. I was apparently still awake (though the definition of “awake” is used very liberally here) then. I can’t for the life of me remember anything from 10:30 pm till 3 am in the morning.
I know I got home at 3:30 am and I must have survived the drive since I’m writing this and there are no dents or scratches on my car so I assume I didn’t run into anybody or anything. I can’t even remember driving home! Dahsyat-nya…
I need someone to F5 my memory from that night. I have been through this before, and during episodes of ethanol induced amnesia I usually end up behaving very badly.
Oh well, to my credit, I haven’t drank a single drop since that night.
The logistics of condominium mail is bound to produce some interesting results. The occupancy density practically guarantees it. The system at my condo is quite secure (if you trust the fallible homo sapiens) – no one gets in or out to deliver mail. The mail is passed to the guardhouse, who distributes it to the respective resident’s mailbox. I opened mine yesterday to get my Streamyx bill and was aghast at the sheer amount of correspondence inside.
There were four (4) different people’s worth of mail inside. I recognize one as my landlord, there were two other girls – Adeline and Siew Choon, and a guy named Suresh. There is another envelope that was supposed to be delivered to Kelana Parkview Condominium (which isn’t my condo and is quite a distance away).
I don’t really trust the system so I prefer to have my mail sent to my mailing address in Sibu.
Anyway, about the fire, all has been resolved. My landlord asked me to pay for the cabinets, which is fair enough. The condo management didn’t ask me to pay for the damage and got an electrician to fix my power for free.
I guess that’s the plus point of condo maintenance fees. 😉
I’m going to tell you my little breakup story. I arrived home to find the letterbox key slipped under the door. Hmm…I thought, surveying my surroundings. It seems a little on the empty side, but nothing out of the ordinary. I walked into the bedroom to find out that…
…she had left (and taken my bed sheets with her). OMG! What am I going to sleep in tonight?
I went to take a bath with my newly purchased soap and threw the wrapper into the non-existent rubbish bin. It landed on the floor. I’m just so used to it being there that I didn’t look before I disposed of the wrapper. She had taken the rubbish bin AND the laundry bin as well. Ish.
Oh well, no biggie. I’ll deal with it tomorrow, not thinking that if so many things are missing, others have to be as well. I took a shower and went to sleep on my (sheet less) bed.
I woke up the next day, smoked my first cigarette of the day while looking at the traffic outside. I went back in to brush my teeth and found…
…NO TOOTHPASTE!
I remember we had at least three (3) tubes stocked up and all of them were missing.
Man, this is just petty. Toothpaste? Crass…
I didn’t want to be late for work so I rummaged around and found some toiletries I liberated from random hotel rooms for use during budget travel. I usually take shaver kits and toothpaste kits.
Eureka!
I texted her to tell her that taking all the toothpaste is just ridiculous.
She replied:
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
I just woke up, having repaid my sleep debt for the week. I’m still feeling a little groggy though, slept for more than 18 hours (!). I was looking out my window while having a smoke, and saw two groups of people packing their bags into their cars to head home for CNY.
I’m not going home this Chinese New Year. 🙁 I’m sure going to miss my friends back home and the traditional grand fireworks display by the good citizens of Sibu. The tickets are too expensive and I didn’t think it was worth it to be going back for just four days.
(Un)fortunately my workplace decided to implement a one week compulsory holiday since too many people are taking long leaves for CNY. I checked AirAsia when I heard the news but the tickets are sold out to be in time for the reunion dinner (tomorrow night). The return tickets are also too expensive so I think I’m just going to chill here in KL.
I’ll be reading a lot, catching up on my sleep and all that. I just started on this book – Train Man, literally a translation of Japan’s 2-Channel forum about a nerdy young guy who hooks up with this girl Hermes (which was dubbed so due to the teacups of the label she gave him when he “saves” her from a drunk on a train).
Engrossing read, I love the forum format of the book. Its funny and endearing at the same time.
Anyway, more updates later tonight. I haven’t properly woken up yet, I shall go in search for food.
Since this is a random post, I shall embed a viral video that’s been going around the office like crazy December 2008. I heard it just hit a friend’s workplace:
Anyone else not going home for CNY? Come, email me and we’ll work out something. Trip to Genting perhaps? Uncle Lim’s son owes me money from a disastrous trip there last year (lost on the fourth day after a winning streak on the first three days – arrgghhh) and thus I have decided to go back this year and get it back…with interest. 😉
I was in the process of hailing a cab in Bangsar when three motorcycles stopped abruptly in front of me and five people alighted. I knew I was in trouble coz they were wearing full faced helmets but before I could do anything, one of them punched me in the stomach and pulled out a knife.
I knew I was fucked – five people, three armed with edged weapons and me, totally unarmed and alone. One of them demanded my cell phone and wallet and tried to physically get it from my pocket. I could see they were kinda nervous – I think they’re still newbies to the whole mugging scene. 😉
That, and the area is actually pretty well lit and it’s along a main road. I knew it would be a really bad idea to set a precedence by allowing him to get into my pants (no pun intended) since I’m likely to lose everything if that happens so I brushed his hands away. He didn’t really like that so he grabbed me by the collar and pointed his knife and me while shouting miscellaneous threats detrimental to my general well being.
I quickly got my cell phone out and passed it to him, and got my wallet out and threw it on the ground before walking (at a very rapid pace, which some people might describe as more as “running“) to the shops behind me.
I didn’t want them to get my dSLR – which they probably didn’t see as they didn’t surround me – they came from the front and the bag was slung around my back. Thus, by throwing the wallet on the ground, I can make a hasty retreat in the opposite direction.
Oh well, at least I wasn’t stabbed or beaten up before being relieved of my belongings. I think that’s a combination of good luck, amateur muggers, and being at a relatively well lit street. It was an opportunistic crime, me thinks – I was alone and thus an easy target. I was just at the wrong place at the wrong time.
I hailed two other cabs after that who won’t take me home when I told them I’ve just been robbed and can only pay them after I go up to my condo and come back down. I just kept mum the third time and only after reaching the condo did I tell the cabbie that I had to go up to get the money to pay him. He was quite unhappy about all that, but I told him to trust me and I give him RM 10 extra.
Thank God for cash reserves at home. I actually have to thank Zoe for that, coz she was indirectly was responsible for said cash reserves. I spilled her soup all over some RM 50 notes and laid them out to dry on the breakfast bar.
I lodged a police report at the station after that and went back home and realized that my power has been disconnected due to outstanding issues with the previous tenant (which I thought had been resolved and the bill paid!). It’s like Murphy’s Law, anything that could go wrong will. The HTC hasn’t been charged since I got it, and the battery died when I used it to go to Google Maps via EDGE.
I woke up this morning and went to Maybank first thing to get a new ATM card. I only had a couple of hundred in the house and I needed to pay TNB so I could get power reconnected. I need to have power to get some work done over the weekend in time for Monday and I needed the Internet for research.
I went back home and realized that I couldn’t call anyone at work to tell them I have to take emergency leave – all the contacts are in my cell phone! I couldn’t get online to type in the company’s website to get the number or MSN my coworkers coz my house does not have power (and thus no WiFi). I knew I had the business card of the boss somewhere from the interview so I searched for that and called him to tell him that I was mugged and needed to take a day off to resolve everything.
I should have drove to the office instead, it would have been much faster, but I was so stressed out at the thought of getting lost in PJ and KL that the thought never occurred to me!
Good things:
I still have my RM 3,800 Sony alpha 350
I still have the RM 3k + HTC Pocket PC which isn’t even mine
Bad things:
I lost my MyKad, driving license, credit card, debit card cum ATM card the first two of which will take AGES to replace.
I lost ALL the contacts in my cell phone and I haven’t backed it up for a long time.
I had to take Friday off so I could get all my stuff sorted out. The worst thing was, all the contacts for work was in my cell phone so I didn’t have the office number.
I got lost all over PJ and KL since I didn’t have a cell phone and couldn’t call to ask for directions.
I even got so lost I had to resort to paying a taxi RM 14 to guide me back home by driving in front of me!
Thanks Suanie! Appreciate you giving me directions to TNB and letting me into the office to use Google Maps.
I just got my SIM card back from DiGi Center in SS2. I need everyone who knows me to text 016 888 2069 with your name so I can repopulate my contacts list. I just got a replacement SIM card. It’s a good thing I have a HTC Touch passed to me by a friend so I can use that for the time being while I hold off on purchasing a cell phone until next month.
I am really broke this month, and I can’t buy a new phone until next month at least.
Anyway, thanks for all your concern, I’m fine and I still consider myself lucky coz I got away with the dSLR and the Pocket PC. I do not relish the thought of losing RM 7k + in gear.
Count the little blessings. 🙂
