Cely完美的一天

 

Sweet Dinner

Yesterday after work, i went to Mid Valley to meet my ex-collegues. Yea, i always miss the fun time at ex-company, having them bull-shitting and gossiping around. Hehe.

Actual dinner was with ChingChing and KimHong, not forgotten Miss Venji who FFK(promised to come but got urgent matter, cannot come) us. But they off work at 7.30pm, so i gotto wait for them as i already reached 6.40pm. What saved me from walking alone was - Amanda, Vincci and Mel C (Meow Ching) were having dinner from 6.30pm-7.30pm. Hahaha, i can join them.

After their dinner, we walk around at Carrefour. Suddenly, i saw Vincci and Mel C were walking at same style. Kakakka…

Walking same style
(Papa said we must walk with hands behind, no touchy touchy things.)

After that, we all went back to office as their dinner time was up! And sweet - Amanda and Vincci passed me my pressie (although my bday already after so many days).

Prize Given

It was a sling bag. hehehe.. Nice !!

Opps, ChingChing called, ask to meet at Madam Kwan liao. It’s already 7.40pm. Paiseh, was late for dinner. I rushed to Madam Kwan to meet ChingChing and KimHong was behind me. KimHong always very slow motion one, maybe wanna act cool.

3 of us order the same food - Nasi Lemak and Ice Lemon Tea. Haha, Madam Kwan was famous with the Nasi Lemak!

Nasi Lemak Madam Kwan

Yummy!!!! Cant get enough for it !! Hahaha, Venji, You missed it !!!!

Ching Ching and Kim Hong

We were there eating and chatting till 9.30pm. Haha, enjoyable dinner.

Filed under : Yummy
By cely
On May 31, 2006
At 11:02 am
Comments : 6

 
 

Cheap Western Food

There was this western food selling at mamak stall near Sri Sinar, Kepong.

All the western food were selling at RM 4.90. Very cheap huh…

Only chicken maryland was selling at RM 5.90. The mamak told me, because the set for hotdog and egg wo. Duh~
Cheap Western Food

Erm, dont expect it is super delicious. The set is kinda small size for guy, but it was fine for me. Ideal for supper. Hehehe.

Friends who wanna try it, call me. You know where to get me. For those who is not staying around kepong, better dont come all the way for this la. Wasted your time and money (petrol). I’m sure there are many cheap western food like this besides Sri Sinar, Kepong.

Filed under : Yummy
By cely
On
At 10:16 am
Comments : 2

 
 

FUCK YOU

I went home as usual, it was raining kinda heavy, although i got umbrella with me but my foot still wet, my jeans at the bottom part all wet, my shoe all wet(guess i will really need to buy a new shoe now) till the water all inside it. Slowly, i walked to the lift to get home asap, i need a bath.

As usual, walked into the lift, with few of indians and bangla (calling them this way would not really respect them, i know, but WHO CARES?). The building was about >90% lived by non-chinese, it wouldn’t be a surprise if you take lift with full of non-chinese, you rarely see malays too. Many of them working at the contruction based and supermarket (like mydin) nearby. Alright back to the topic, yes, the indians and bangla (yes, 1 freaking bangla) in the same lift with me. The 2 indians went out off the lift at some floor below me. Left me alone with the bangla. A while later, was my turn to get out, so i walked out as the door open, and THINGS happen! The FUCKER TOUCHED MY BUTT as he walked towards to press the close door button.

PANTAT MAK PUNDEK BERJERAWAT PUNYA CELAKA ANAK BABI HUTAN HUJAN KHATULISTIWA SOUTH EAST ASIA !!! (please follow the link and read the funny post, words were ripped from http://hamkaling.blogspot.com/2006/04/unfair.html) - if you dont understand malay, it was some scolding in rude words, i dont really know what it means, but suddenly i think it suits my anger, the cursing so long, it must be very powerful!

The FUCKER BANGLA still smile at me as the door was closing, as i was scolding him. I felt so helpless again. I dont know how to react. Yes, was first time met something like this. He must have thinking about it all along the lift journey. I was holding a magazine and umbrella. Both hands were occupied. And the time he TOUCHED my butt, i couldn’t react fast and only manage to curse at his face. When you were in such situation for the first time, guess you cant really think of how to react. Yea, i was holding an umbrella, i could have hold the door open and hit him by the umbrella. But hor, i didn’t think of it, when i thought of that, the door already closed. Left me shouting fucker there alone facing the closed lift. ARRGGHHHH… So damn pissed.

Hey, hold on. I dont wear sexy sexy ok? Please, even i wear sexy also non of his fucking business and have no right to molest me on any part of me! FUCK OFF ! I wish u died, i wish your dick got chop down, i wish you hand got chop too! The FUCKER BANGLA look like a student who study abroad. Never thought i need to protect myself from him. YOUNG AND DANGEROUS. ARRGGGHHHH….
Lesson of the case:

1. Dont take lift alone with strangers.

2. Dont get your both hands occupied.

3. Learn to curse more - other than “fuck you”, coz in short time when you cant react fast, you can always curse.

Filed under : Disgusting, Speechless
By cely
On May 27, 2006
At 12:45 pm
Comments : 20

 
 

KTM Broke Down, Again

Yesterday evening, I went back Kepong by KTM, as usual. I hook on the train at 6.20pm, depart from Bandaraya station. Train will pass by Putra (Near PWTC), Segambut, then I will go down at Kepong station.

At about 3minutes after all the people get in the train at Putra Station, and the train was heading towards Segambut, suddenly i saw firecrakers outside the window. It was like the train hit something. I was like “Oh My God, what is wrong? Will we all get hurt? Is the train goes out of it track?” So many things run thru my mind, so many questions. Well, this was my first time experienced this kind of broke down. I actually thought the train went out of its track and hit the wall of the flyover (the train passed by a small flyover that moment, went underneath the flyover). Immediately, the train stop and all the air-con & lights went off. I was so scared and felt so helpless. I know no one around me, all of them start calling someone. I also called my mom asked her no need to fetch me anymore as i dont know what will happen next and wont know how long she will have to wait for me at Kepong station. I need to figure out a way to go back home.

So, people in the train started to get a little panic (as i am), no air-con, no light and it seems getting less air in the train. We were stuck in the train for 10mins, and some suggested we all should leave the train by breaking the glass to unlock the door. Some of them seems very experienced as they had the same bad moment last week (Last week, train also force to stop in the middle of the track coz there was a lorry fell down on the track and made the trains stop servicing for hours, all the passengers gotto get out of the train and catch other transportation to went back home.), they break the glass to unlock the door, jump out off the train, and help the ladies to get out off the train.

Jump off the train

Jump off the train

The gap from the train to the ground was about 4 feet. I was wearing skirt and high heels! Argghhh., got no choice but to jump and high chances of “being exposed” - Run light. Those big guys were really helpful, at least they willing to help. If without his hand, i dont think i can reach the ground safely( Hello, i gotto jump to the rocks). And now the hardest part, walk on the rocks. I was having the most difficult time in my life so far. I wanted to walk back to the Putra Station by following the track. Track full of rocks, and i was wearing high heel. I walked like a snail, there were few times, i always slipped off and fell down. I just couldn’t imagine if i fell down, how hurt i could be! After walking for a while, i saw some flat ground where i can walked to the station, Thank god!

While walking backwards to Putra Station, i finally saw the cause of the whole accident. It was a electrical stand that fell down/ somehow broken, and then when the train passed by, it generate those firecrakers.

Cause of the accident

It took me about 15mins to reach the station, i saw a lot of people already there to complain about it. I overheard that the service wont be available asap, not till they fixed the problem. Some uncles/aunties wanna claim back the fare. Hehe. I was already tired and dont really wanna care so much. I thought of my sister who work at Jalan Ipoh so i decided to go to her place then went home with her. So i gotto walk further more from Putra station to chow kit there to catch a bus to Jalan Ipoh. Yeap, another 10mins of walking. Tired, scare and worrying around while walking on the street, cause there got a lot of “cheap labour” walking around.

Putra Station

Okay, i knew last week accident was not KTM’s fault, and this week’s one, might not be their fault too. But it seems getting more and more dangerous to take KTM. Who knows what will be next? Do you know how big is the impact of stopping the service and affected us-the passenger? Should really take a deep investigate on this issue.

p/s: when i reached my sister’s place, she said i was smelly, busuk! :( i guess i was being ’sardine’ in the train(so many people, and all different race, different smells) and sweat when walking.

p/s2: My high heels.. after walking on the rocks.. It Hurts.. so bad.. and my foot… like got a bit sprained.

My high heels

Filed under : Complaints
By cely
On May 24, 2006
At 10:49 am
Comments : 11

 
 

It’s complicated

One willing to give everything, another one scared of taking.

One willing to love, another one afraid to commit.

One willing to share, another one hesitate.

One willing to sacrifice, another one choose to avoid.

One willing to try, another one said stay normal.

One willing to work hard, another one keep changing mind.

One willing to tell the whole world, another one would like to keep it secret.

One willing to be together forever, another one think nothing is forever.

One willing to forgive, another one still remain lying.

One willing to change, another one give up to believe.

It seems, 1 will never be 1, 2 is not 2… It’s so complicated.

*written based on my thought on some cases i’ve listen to.*

Filed under : My Thoughts
By cely
On May 22, 2006
At 5:03 pm
Comments : 5