Joint celebrated birthdays at Sakae

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.

Jess, Sze Vien (who looks really different from her high school days), Esther.

Low exposure ‘cause I don’t have steady hands to utilise high exposure.

The paintings are odd and somehow don’t relate to Sakae.

Jess, me, Esther.

My unaju, sliced eels in unagi sauce which are just okay and not that filling. A bit saltish. You can also see Sakae Lemon Special in this pic, a lemon drink sprinkled with salt at the perimeter of the glass.

Birthday boys.

Lempang Esther.

Uh Shawn looks elated.

Finally, after sitting down and chat for ages, we left at about 10pm. Group pic.

Shawn and I shared the RM220+ bill.

Went to pick Suet up at MidValley, then after bypassing all the traffic jams, Shawn dropped me, Heng, and Andy at the USJ 14 cybercafe behind my house to meet up with Ding. DotA-ed 1 round till about almost 12.30am.

I have a little random wishlist I compiled for my birthday (HINTHINT) in no particular order:

1) A night out at the local bar with a small group of friends to just talk and drown our sorrows away.
2) Visit fucking Eye on Malaysia dammit.
3) Birthday cards. I heart birthday cards (corny and stupid as it sounds, because I’m nostalgic like that), especially hand-crafted ones.
4) A simple yet funky-looking T-shirt/shirt/jersey/trousers.
5) A pictorial book, or a guide to photography (trying to learn it properly now – I wanna at least be able to handle a dSLR in the future :D).
6) Zits comic book.
7) Go on a really random roadtrip – like eating breakfast at Ipoh, then lunch at Penang.. you get the gist. I’d really like that.
8) Explore KL by car, by taking any turn just for the heck of it.
9) iPhone yeah I should stop. Stop this temptation!
10) You.