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There are certain contrived reasons why there was an absence of entries – mostly explainable and understandable because it’s the Chinese New Year, and following last year’s trend since most of us now can already drive (most of the guys anyway heh), we were out like crazy.

My few visitors better enjoy this entry as it’s probably one of the last entries in the few months to come to have dozens of pictures dominating this blog – after this week it’s slave to college workload as usual.

On Wednesday evening (21st Feb) at about 4pm plus, it was raining like anything but the plan has to go on. Daniel arrived in his black little Myvi at our doorsteps to pick up a party of people to go to Summit to watch a movie.

Snapped while the traffic lights were red.

We initially wanted to watch Ghost Rider, but tickets were full so we ended up with Prot?g? instead. Movie review can be found in said link – but for archival purposes let’s just say the movie is really good, especially for a Chinese movie.

We had dinner at SS2’s William’s (we went in two cars – Daniel’s and FC’s), a very satisfying and filling one too. Let me kid you not that the best food in the world can be found in this haphazardly built shack, which even lacks a signboard.

After dropping by at Wai Hong’s house for that subliminal intention of grabbing a red packet, we went to Jessica’s place to gamble.

Gamble we did.

Jon the holy dude becoming the banker in our game of Blackjack.

After the entire session ended at close to 2am, Ding, Heng, Jon, FC, Esther, and I headed to the Kaos cybercafe at SS15 for 3 hours of DotA frenzy (RM4 for 3 hours punya package) – Esther didn’t obviously join us for DotA btw, but surfed Friendster like crazy, surfed blogs, and chatted on MSN.

We still had 20 minutes worth of credit left but after the mind-boggling hours of staying awake forcefully to play DotA and CS, we finally resigned – screw that 20 minutes.

I finally reached home at 5.30am and slept at 6am – only waking up at 1pm later.

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Most of the guys in our gang have developed a simply theory that none of us wish comes true – that we’ll die at an early age with such horribly unhealthy activities. :) Not by smoking or drinking or sex with the waylaid prostitutes (never crossed my mind once, ugh, god invented two alternative hands for a reason), but by staying up till ungodly hours and waking up at an equally ungodly hour.

Ah, but yesterday’s activity was something new to the most of us Subang-ians – our gang (un)fortunately isn’t like many other cliques that patrol bars and clubs like their second homes.

After the insane planning which took a decidedly last minute turn (which isn’t hard to see why I hate being one of the planners while the rest easily participate in it), after picking up the rest, we went in two cars (mine and Ding’s) to KL to Luna Bar.

Also, I’ve finally gotten used to KL – after going to KL a couple of times in a span of 10 days, I no longer fear this place. :) Meaning, I now understand that no matter how you get yourself lost, simply by following road signs and plain instincts, you’ll reach your destination in one piece.

For instance, after missing a turn to go pass Istana Negara, we drove on and make a what seems to be a logical left turn. Then after droning on for a while, we were posed with two choices – left goes to Jalan Loke Yew, and right goes to Jalan Tun Razak.

I remember myself exclaiming loudly to the rest, “I like Tun Razak’s name ah so I turn right lah!!”

Brilliant instincts, no? We did finally reach the elusive PanGlobal building hehe, to go to the top floor (Level 34?) to Luna Bar – it isn’t any ordinary bar mind you, meaning dark and seedy with rainbow lights flashing at every interval and bad loud music emanating from the nearby speakers, but the ambience and the environment are simply rad.

I’ll let the pictures speak for themselves.

From the top floor of Luna, you can see the brightly-lit Twin Towers (at least, one of them) up close.

My iced cocktail in the middle, a Strawberry Daiquiri (mixed with rum and other assortments), which was amazingly sweet – I like. Pretty large glass too. :D

So yesterday was my birthday and guessed what I did the entire afternoon!!

Three pithy guesses, come on.

Alright never mind I’m sure you got all of them wrong anyway.

I spent the entire afternoon playing Wii, or more specifically, some one-player action-adventure game titled Zelda: The Legend of the Twilight Princess. Mrff that was one of the original holiday plans anyway – to complete this game, and I’m only almost 20 hours into the game, with the end barely in sight.

After more last minute changes to the original Midvalley midnight movie plan, both Andy and I settled for dinner at Pyramid – where frankly it turned out to be one of the best nights out I had in the longest time.

We ate at Manhattan Fish Market and ordered the Seafood Platter for Two, where a server would come and ignite a burner and inflame the large prawns buttered with cheese.

So sinfully tasty.

Two sliced juicy tomatoes, fried squid, prawns buttered with cheese, garlic butter rice, french fries, and the highlight was the fish, of course, which I’m not too sure what type it was exactly.

Very happy eh.

We talked a lot – mostly about ourselves, our insecurities, our fears and worries for the future, the things that amused us.. everything. Anything. To think that you can talk to someone about any topic under the sun, even your darkest, worst secrets – it’s everything everybody wants in a good, close friend.

To be able to confide in someone about anything – isn’t that rare? Love you bro.

OK cut semi-emo post short since I gotta go out to KL soon.

Supposed to pick up Shawn at Pyramid but after some long wild goose chase story, I ended at my house where a tiny group has prepared a surprise of sorts, complete with a few slices of cakes and all (courtesy of Shawn’s Renaissance Hotel, with the purportedly hard-to-obtain Opera cake). Aw. <3

End up sitting on my garden ‘cause we’re a bit too noisy to enter the house when everyone else is sleeping.

With tripod.

I woke up on Friday morning complacently, and somewhat lazily I might add, before I received an SMS from Bryan that our 2nd semester’s results were out.

There were rumours about it the night before, but that couldn’t be ascertained, so I brushed it aside and slept quite well. I didn’t have all the usual butterflies ala my SPM results day, somehow taking your own results alone can be quite daunting.

I parked illegally outside my college – was quite apprehensive to do so because I was slapped with a fine when I went to my college alone for not wearing my seatbelt, but under Malaysian’s sunny little drought, you have to be mad to want to walk about 500 metres away from an equally illegal but non-tow-able makeshift parking spot opposite the college.

Funny, it was almost like a d?j? vu because I collected my 1st semester’s results alone, and I helped check my other friends’ results on their request (also partly because I’m obliged to do so). As I approached my UFP bulletin board where the notices and results are normally put up, my heart was shooting like a bullet train.

I looked at my results and jotted them down on my darling Roxel (if you don’t recall, it’s my fugly Sony Ericsson P990i) for my parents’ evaluation. Quite happy with all of them particularly Accounting, because it was the last subject I expected to score a High D for – in fact, was merely hoping before my study break commenced to at least pass the bloody subject so I wouldn’t have to repeat it.

Not because I want to brag, but I’m happy, and joys should be shared:

Advanced Accounting – 80
Advanced Academic English – 84
Business Communication – 74
Basic Mathematics for Business – 91
Moral Education – 79

3 HDs and 2Ds. <3

Had the usual mamak session, but this time at USJ 17’s Sri Melur for their infamous, crunchy roti canai from about 11pm to 1am before the rest headed for Jessica’s place to hang out and discuss about Saturday’s dinner plan.

I went back home instead of joining them because I have my usual weekly Mandarin class the next morning at 8am. -___- Also lent my camera to Ding as he would be going out with his Mei Yee the next day, so when the camera was returned to me there were so many pics of them camwhoring. Minus me.

On Andy’s car.

Malaysia’s Next Top Pyjamas Models.

Since I wasn’t there, I can safely guess that Esther’s in a trance.

Aww.

When Shawn contacted me the next morning, he told me that their discussion got to nowhere rofl. Okaylah quite typical of us, but we hooked up onto Jon’s idea of a ‘high-class Western restaurant in Cheras’, and planned all the necessary details. The plan was going in 3 cars since there were originally 12 of us.

As with all plans, they change, and we were reduced to 10 at the last minute so we went in 2 cars instead, minus mine.

We left at almost 7pm, and my friends and I were down at KL together for once, together in a large group of 10 of ours, which reminded me oddly of our PD trip late last year.

Seeing as that was our first time driving all the way to KL (I remembered a few people who was shocked that us living in Subang don’t drive far – like KL – very often), getting lost is part and parcel of the entire experience – we rounded Cheras for quite a bit cause they have shitloads of flyovers on a single road leading to 5 different destinations at one point.

I phoned Bryan to get some directions since I’m in Shawn’s car who was following Jon’s car, who led us all over Cheras’ hills. We finally reached Sakae, which isn’t exactly as ‘high-class’ as I envisioned but it’d do – to celebrate both Shawn’s birthday and mine (his falls on the 8th while mine exactly a week later HINT, the poor intern dude who is not paid for his work at one of the restaurants at Renaissance Hotel didn’t even get a day off on his birthday).

It’s more of a delicate little cafe which serves both Western and Japanese food, although their ambience is quite questionable because it’s a weird funky fusion imbalance of both worlds. Food is alright I reckon, drinks look quite normal. Oh, and the toilet’s really dirty btw, which quite detracts it from its supposed high-class-ness.

On Wednesday evening, when I was at McDonald’s Taipan all alone (Andy ditched me after studying with me halfway to go out with his sis some place else), a sense of boredom took over me when I felt my head filled to the brim with godawful accounting questions.

At that point in life, I suddenly pondered whether I had made the right decision to immerse myself in the business world, but I quickly brushed it off because it’s quite useless to be regretting a decision one has already made quite firmly.

I took out my Chinese homework, in which I have 6 pages of writing after writing of more than 30 Chinese characters waiting for me. I was sitting at the usual spot of ours upstairs near the kids’ playground, successfully ignored brats after brats whose facial features only differ but their vocal clarity do not. I was wearing a green military-like cap so my eyes couldn’t wander over the top of my spectacles when I bent my head on the homework at hand.

I felt someone staring at me (probably one of the mysterious sixth senses everyone has) but I ignored it, putting myself in the place of the stranger who saw another stranger-youth doing primary school Chinese in McDonald’s of all places.

“Wah learning Mandarin ah?” a woman in her late 30s or 40s peered at me closely.

She reminded me of those kindly old ladies so I gave her my longest reply ever to any strangers who bothered to talk to me, 2 sentences in all.

After chit-chatting with her for a bit (in which she enquired where I studied, where I lived, etc), it turns out that she used to be a teacher at MARA but retired early, and currently conducts tuition classes for Add Maths and Calculus for college students. She mentioned that there were quite a few of Metropolitan students there who were struggling with their Calculus as a result of their lack of a foundation in Add Maths.

We chatted for a bit, and when that big conversation killer came – a huge awkward silence – she finally said, “OKlah don’t want to disturb your work already.”

Very nice stranger. Quite unlike the other stranger encountered on Tuesday night when I parked my Serena in Jon’s court and the guards had to evict me and my car out at midnight when a lousy Indian bitch complained that I parked at her spot.

Hello there’s like another spot about 2m away? That parking lot got your grandfather’s name is it? If I had known she’d kick up a huge fuss with the guards (don’t get me wrong – I’m sure I mentioned this before – but I love any guards and respect what they have to do), I’d have parked at that other spot instead (I even have that visitor’s laminated paper thingy to put at the windscreens, which the guard told me was supposed to give me a 30 mins entrance at most, heh).

When I was on my way out of Court 3, talking to the guard who was forced to kick my car out (he looked quite apologetic, even), the Indian bitch surfaced from the guard house and gave me ‘the eye’, in which I chose to ignore, not wanting to argue with a less intellectual person at past midnight.

Jon has a new computer by the way. Two identical monitors side-by-side, functioning as an ideal workplace wtf (for instance, play DotA on one monitor and chat on MSN on the other). 2GB RAM wtf.