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Quick entry – I have Chinese homework still not yet completed and a Price Theory tutorial homework due tomorrow for my 8am to 5pm tutorial classes (yeah all 4 of them -__-), and THEN I have to go for my Chinese class at 8pm. God knows if I can stand the extreme hectic-ness of it all (I’m doubtful that I can stay awake, but more on that later) – my Quantitative Analysis lecturer personally told me during our first lecture, on seeing my schedule for Thursday, that in her years of teaching, good students who have such a busy timetable will see a drop in grades WTF. Sigh that’s a wee bit demoralising, but belum cuba belum tahu kan?

Anyway after my class ended at 10am, I went with my mum to do some banking in Taipan. And lo and behold, as a consequence of parking indiscriminately by the roadside (opposite the Maybank/Secret Recipe row), we got a nice present from MPSJ worth RM80. -____- Cibai. I recall again what my LAW 100 lecturer used to tell us – that he disagree with certain laws, like these parking ‘offences’ that do not contradict any moral values, because people won’t just park anywhere they like right if there are ample parking space!

My parents and I went off immediately to MPSJ to pay off the summons – which was reduced to RM40, but haih still sakit hati ok – being the law-abiding citizens that we are wtf.

On reaching home, I waited for a while for Andy to pick me up, then we went off together to Pyramid for yet another farewell session. :( So many people leaving these few weeks. This time it was for Vick Kee, my classmate from the class of AC2 alllll the way back during our Foundation years – my AC2 family was a clique that I enjoyed being with in retrospect, too bad all the physical distance (we live too far from one another) and maybe language differences (it was just me wtf – back when I was still a perfect banana) didn’t pull us closer together.

So we went straight to Red Box – Andy and I were the first to arrive, so we took the chance to sing as much as we could until Jo Vie arrived a short while later. Continued singing some more for nearly an hour until Vick Kee, her boyfriend, and boyfriend’s friend finally arrived.

Damn puas lah – I got over my shyness of singing ‘cause I can’t really sing but once the don’t-care attitude sets in.. all’s well. :) Got to sing a few of my favourite English songs (Superman!) and Chinese songs (mostly Jay Chou wtf) and because I have been going karaoke-ing with Andy and my AC2 friends for some time, I find myself able to remember parts of lyrics of the songs they sing even though I don’t have the songs in my computer. That, plus I can read snippets of Traditional Chinese (I’m only learning Simplified, so..).

Vick Kee and Jo Vie.

The dude whom Jo Vie said look like a foreigner wtf, Vick Kee, Jo Vie, Andy – part of the class of AC2!

Vick Kee and me.

Vick Kee’s boyfriend’s friend (sorry forgot the name, Alex IIRC?), Jo Vie, Vick Kee, Vick Kee’s bf.

Then we parted ways at about 3pm. Oh and we had to pay like RM30 extra for a jug of coke because the lousy male staff accidentally keyed it in and told us it’s hard to delete it from the bill because he has already entered it in. WTF is that kinda excuse zz. We gave in ‘cause too lazy to argue (actually I’d argue if the conversation was done in English >_>).

Andy and I walked around Pyramid to both Parkson and the G2000 store to see if I can change the size of my shirt that my parents bought for me from Parkson Subang Parade (it was 1 size too big). The G2000 didn’t have that particular shirt, while Parkson Pyramid didn’t have a G2000 section, so I went to Parkson’s customer service to ask if I could refund it for money or something.

And.. get this. As I was talking to this very polite Indian lady, halfway through I realised she was insinuating that I was a foreigner WTF , when she mentioned things like “we can’t refund the shirt because of our policy and the fact that you are from another country and are using a credit card, making it very hard to refund” (note that I didn’t even show her the receipts yet or anything) and “I understand that you don’t want to go to Subang Parade’s Parkson ‘cause you may be rushing from one place to another” like I was a busy traveller on a tight schedule.

It must be the cap, and my camera backpack. =.=” I was very very amused by this and played along as the English-speaking foreigner (oh I realised I didn’t use lah and mah and wah and stuff also), and SMSed Jo Vie thereafter about it ‘cause she said I looked like a foreigner earlier. I’d understand being assumed a multitude of nationalities when I was backpacking abroad, but NOT being thought of as a foreigner in my own motherland wtf.

In the end we did go to Parkson’s Subang Parade and had it changed – my parents had earlier told me that they went back there to get it changed but there wasn’t any more size (turns out they only asked for half a size smaller, instead of 1 size). Reached home at about 5pm.