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Went with Daniel at about 1.40pm yesterday to Old Town Kopitiam, Taipan (screw that name-concealing thing, read on why) to hand in our resignation letters. Right, you don’t need letters to resign at a kopitiam anyway.

On the way to the kopitiam, I exchanged SMS with Azmir (USJ13 friend, kopitiam employee), and one particular message stopped me in my tracks which made me laugh out loud. Our other only supervisor, Alvin, has already resigned too. LOL.

That reaffirms why the management of the silly cafe sucks even more. It’s enough to drive employees away.

On reaching the place, we went by the side entrance after noticing a horde of hungry Chinese people flooding the insides. There were only a handful of employees there, all taken from the Pandan Indah branch. We were also trying to avoid the Myanmar workers we befriended, Jope and Aye (who changed his hairstyle over the holidays!), since..well.. damn paiseh to meet them.

We talked to the new Pandan Indah supervisor, and returned our un-missed white, chef-like attire and silly red cap. Mr. Lee, the boss, seemed to be merajuk-ing on hearing we were resigning, but who gives a shit anyway.

We left in a hurry, not wanting to meet anyone else and fled to the car. Drove to Summit, initially to shop around for clothes and watch Fearless. The queue, was freaking long as it snaked right up to the snooker place behind.

Thinking we’ll be smarter than the 100 people lining up for tickets, I used DiGi’s djuice feature to book for tickets. It almost worked – after confirming the amount of tickets booked, movie, cinema, etc, the bloody screen showed “Service not available”. Wtf.

This marks a day of continuous bad luck.

Since Daniel had yet to eat his lunch and I was feeling hungry, we went around looking for good restaurants but being Chinese New Year and all, they were closed. We settled for this Malay stall. Apart from being pricey, the food tasted horrible. My strawberry & peanut butter waffle tasted like plastic, apart from having a greenish tinge all over it as if it had expired enough to grow fungus on it. My teh ais, made from the Nestlé dispenser, was so mediocre that even the worst mamak could beat it.

We then went to Wai Hong’s house to hang out for a mo’. We asked him out to join us for swimming, and after his dad agreed, he went and asked his mum who refused the permission. Well, fine, we went ahead and enjoyed his PS2.

We phoned Eugene, whose working hours at 7-Eleven stopped at 5pm yesterday, to go for swimming.

It fucking rained heavily.

Well, fine.

After engaging Dragon Ball Z Budokai 3, which wasn’t working very well after it hanged multiple times, we went downstairs to watch some Jay Chou’s music videos on the uber plasma TV. Wai Hong’s family was going to watch Fearless at 6.45pm, so we left at nearly 6.

It was still raining, and my car was parked in front of his house next to his Waja. I declined WH’s mum’s kind offer of sheltering me with their umbrella while walking to my car, and I ran for it. My trusty Nike shoes dabbled furiously with the floor with zero friction, and. Slipped.

In the span of 2 seconds of falling gravity, I was about to land on my butt, but for reasons I cannot fathom at all save for my reflexes, I turned my entire body 180 degrees facing the ground. I think I was trying to grab flailingly for the gate (which was centimetres away from me) to prevent my fall.

SMASH. My skull broke and I lied in coma for 20 years. My left shoulder felt painfully numb, both of my legs hurt like hell, but the first thing that struck me was that of embarrassment.

I writhed on the ground, soaked by the rain and the wet floor right to my underwear, and lied there for several seconds. I went inside the house again, and lied down again for the initial pain to subside as every rack of my nerve cells overwork themselves to send pain messages all over my limbs.

Eugene drove my car back home. I suffered a cut on my right wrist, scratches and cuts on both knees, and possibly muscle damage on my left shoulder blade as I felt a lack of energy to even lift it up for a bit.

What a luck.

Daniel and Eugene went into my room to play Resident Evil 4 while I rested for a bit and showered. We then went out again for dinner with Andy.

Ended up at The Waterlily Cafe at Puchong, where I went with Shawn, Yen and Heng previously. Good food (I literally choked on my lamb as its fats got stuck on the lining of my trachea and I had to dive my fingers inside my mouth to take it out. Ugh. Another bad luck), okay prices (about RM15-18 each person, save for Daniel who ate asam laksa for RM5).

Andy on his Motorola V3.

Dingding.

We drove back, and spontaneously decided to stop by at Eugene’s house for him to drop off his uniform and get a change. We went outside of Eugene’s house, and like typical rempits, sat on the metal fence/bar outside of Court 8 for 20 minutes to decide on what to do next. Phoning Jess’ handphone seemed to fail, but lo and behold, we heard a car horning us and who should be inside it but Jess’ entire family.

After trading phone calls, we finally decided to drop by Jess’ house at nearly 10pm. And we forgot to bring cards, to gamble.

We lazed around for a bit in her room, looking at Langkawi pictures and videos (Esther came over too). We went over to Jess’ auntie’s place to borrow two decks of cards as well.

In Jess’ room.

We started gambling at around 11pm-12pm (didn’t really bothered to look at the time), and then Jess and Justine joined us too (Jess initially didn’t want to gamble).

We kept delaying the time to go home, after saying we’ll stop at 2am, then 2.30am, we finally went back at nearly 3. This time, the gambling session was really, really fun, considering that each of us had a share of equal good luck and bad luck without over-winning something or over-losing.

Esther parading Jess’ Oscar-like statuette, her lucky charm.

Daniel was incredibly lucky as the dealer (at one point, was as lucky as Shawn as well). Notice Jess’ glare.

I got a Blackjack, same goes with Justine (the cards facing up in the distance).

Daniel and the lucky golden pig.

Jess cutting the cards.

Yep, it was really fun. On the last hour or 30 minutes or so, Daniel kept getting number 15 cards 5 times in a row, and all of the five times he went pom.

A video of the final round of gambling session can be found here.

After phoning my handphone forever for 15 minutes, I finally got woken up by Jess at 8.30am. We had to go to HeiTech Village for our “job interview” and training session, but all who were there was Foo who helped us tremendously, and Heng who started working today, and Shawn too – at the 10th floor.

Who knows that data entry can be so complicated? =___= There are a series of actions and inputting you have to do, and different solutions for different problems that arise. Heh.

Jess and I were to start work next Monday. We left the building at about 10am, and had to pay the parking fees of RM3.50 (wtf). Went home and slept straight away till 2pm.