There was a Merdeka thingy going on at my college two days ago at the concourse, and was quite noisy that even inside the discussion room of the library, we could hear the incessant blasts of the speakers, which quite defeats the purpose of having a ‘discussion room’ that is not sound-proof.
Anyhow, we watched one segment of the proceedings, which was a quiz between two girls to see who could win themselves a 2N1D trip to Penang. Woo.

This picture was of them singing Negaraku, with the girl in cheongsam holding the mic was the winner.
What made me most incredulous when neither of them could recite the Rukunegara, which was really quite easy unless you have a sad childhood in primary school. Or how they failed to list out in order who colonised Malaysia when, if you’ve studied History or Malaysian Studies (they looked like they were elder than us), would’ve gotten the answers right. Best part was when the winner was declared “most patriotic person in Metropolitan College” rofl.

A rare sight of two policemen on motorcycles.

Rare species: a Chinese policeman!
Went to Pyramid yesterday after college in Andy’s car with Ding and WH at about 3pm, where the other 3 wanted to watch Snakes on a Plane so I followed suit.
Had lowered my expectations of this movie, since the title chosen was unbelievably uncreative - Snakes on a Plane, right - that that was enough to sum up the entire plot of the movie; and an article from TheStar recently compared it to B-grade movies or sommat.
It was quite an okay watch, delectable if gruesome deaths are your cup of tea (fans of the Final Destionation series, rejoice!). I thought the idea of snakes on a plane (yeahhhh corny title lah I have to say) was pulled off quite well, if you don’t pick on the various plot holes such as how illegal snakes from all over the world could be placed into a single aircraft without detection from the airport authorities. Or how shallow the plot was, though not as terrible as Tokyo Drift’s.
Or how character development was close to nothing, where after subtlely introducing the characters, the producers decided to kill them off one by one. Tension was high (this being a semi-terror/horror movie of sorts), though not as suspenseful and plot-twisting as Flightplan. It wouldn’t be quite a spoiler if I say the main characters prevail in the end, because everything was almost quite predictable.
Overall a palatable watch, although my other main gripe is how hideous the movie poster is, as if not much thought has been placed into it, which totally resembles a B-grade movie poster’s quality.
It was raining heavily when we left Pyramid at about 7, after purchasing my new Speedo goggles and fairly short trunks for 20% discount thanks to DiGi’s Mobile Voucher thingy at Studio R! :D We detoured from the original plan of eating cheap at mamak since most of our money had been depleted, and ended up at MyDin where we took quite some time to find parking since the parking space was ridiculously small for a “biggest hypermart in Malaysia”. Yeah right. Oh and their ground floor’s parking lot was riddled with puddles of water during the rain, so.. yeah, bad drainage or whatever system they had. The roads leading to MyDin was flooded as well.
We ate at the food court. And please take this as a lesson and not eat there at all. My black pepper rice with squid for RM5 was more like black pepper rice with a generous serving of chopped onions with tiny squids, countable to about 10. Limau ais kasturi for RM1.50 was so below par from what I tasted normally at mamaks, quite tasteless, in fact.
OH let’s backtrack a bit during when we stopped by at Ding’s house earlier at about 2pm before we went to Pyramid because he just woke up. His younger sis has a new pet kitten obtained somewhere outside on the road.
Right, so anyway after our dinner which still left me partially hungry, we walked around MyDing.. I mean MyDin. Everything looked pretty normal, nothing quite special that made them deserve the title of ‘biggest hypermart in Malaysia’. They sold mostly local products, and their music corner has Malay, Chinese, and Tamil CDs save for English, heh. The English movies they had were quite limited.
About the only reason why I would go to MyDin is because they have this cool probably limited selection of Japanese Coca-Cola and Pepsi (Pepsi Nex, a zero-calorie Pepsi)!

A comparison between two Japanese Cokes and the regular Malaysian ones. The smaller, 160ml can of Coke on the right costs RM3.90 if I’m not mistaken, while the 400ml bottle was about RM5 plus. Definitely a must-get for bottle-collectors. :) (Shit, not sure if I should get it or not lah, would be quite cool to display it in my room hehe. What do you think?).

Some weird Thailand-brand cola and our infamous Zam-Zam (Ala Kazam! wtf@tagline). Swt. Latter was only RM0.89 I think.
We walked around a bit more and spotted this notice:

LOL.

We made a mockery of the notice. I was holding a free sample of some Wai Wai tom yam instant noodle which was rather spicy. Funny auntie manning it was saying ‘sek zho hou yi pin leng zhai’ (eat it and you’ll be handsome)!
There was also a Dino Park of some sort inside MyDin where children could enjoy a dinosaur-themed playground. What made me laugh out loud was when there was even a pterodactyl-related movie being played inside the park, and children were gathering over it to watch. lol.
We left at 9pm plus. Spotted this lorry in front of us near Maju-Maju mamak at the traffic lights, which has a signboard thingy that makes us go wtf.

Wth is a kenderaan anjing? Dog transporter?
Went to the cybercafe behind my house for an hour of CS, then finally back home at 11pm. An entire day out.





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