(Yes. I'm finally only now posting this. So sue me.)
[Warning: May contain sushi and dressing up like a hoe]
I got to my aunt's house at around 7 after taking my breakfast at McDs. She wasn't around by then - probably somewhere in the middle of the honking mess that is KL's rush hour traffic - but I had the keys to the apartment.
Or so I thought. (Cue big super melodramatic cymbal crash)
This is Ben.
He plays a pretty big role in my story.
So Ben asks me where I'm from.
Kedah, I say.
What a coincidence, says he, I'm from Kedah too! What are you doing in KL? He asks, To study?
No. I say, I'm here for an event.
Funny thing says he You might be here for the same event as my wife.
Now you really don't need to guess where this is going.
Wow where do I begin?
First off, I'm extremely, super, muchos very sorry for
1) Not replying to every comment like I used to. So now that I've been caught in the act (thanks a lot, Ben) the stalking must resume.
2)Taking too long a time to post. This blog has been a bit slow mainly because college has just started and I'm taking too much time being a freshman and getting lost and being awed and watching the entire Dr Who 6th series and missing home to do anything substantial.
In fact, class is just about to begin so I'll try to make this as short as possible. (Btw Vince, you've heard this story so there's really no point to continue)
[Warning: May contain sushi and dressing up like a hoe]
At first, I was wondering if I should write about this.
You know what they say about jinxing a run of good luck. But then I thought about it and No, dammit! Einstein's lost (And possibly eaten, the poor idiotic feline), I officially have no social life, no love life and now, no kitty to love forever and ever.
All I do have is this blog (That sounds...pretty sad. Even for my standards) and in a few hours, a college life being surrounded by girls ten times prettier and more elegant than either I or Einstein will ever be.
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| That's okay Einstein, we have nice teeth. |
Also, I realize that I've never actually blogged about my day at the Blog Awards. But that has more to do with me being a lazy ass than any deep insecurity issues.
This is me, waiting for a train that's half an hour late. But you don't want to hear that. What you really want to hear is where I'm going. Ok, so maybe that's not what you want to hear but WAIT! Here's a picture of a cute bunny.
This is me, waiting for a train that's half an hour late. But you don't want to hear that. What you really want to hear is where I'm going. Ok, so maybe that's not what you want to hear but WAIT! Here's a picture of a cute bunny.
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| Please forgive me. |
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| My bunk bed inside the train |
| Le nerd in the morning |
| Arriving in KL after 9 hours of crappy train travel |
It was 6 a.m. by the time I arrived at KL sentral and I'd barely slept a wink (Sleeping next to the car door - That freaky, empty space of tracks and cogs between two cars - is a lot like taking a nap in the middle of a marching band).
I got to my aunt's house at around 7 after taking my breakfast at McDs. She wasn't around by then - probably somewhere in the middle of the honking mess that is KL's rush hour traffic - but I had the keys to the apartment.
Or so I thought. (Cue big super melodramatic cymbal crash)
The door? It was locked. So I used my keys and...it was still locked. In fact it was so superbly locked that it stayed that way for half an hour while I tried every other key on the bunch. Twice.
Then I tried banging (on the door), and knocking, and finally by the time I got to my knees, begging and pleading, we started to have a nice conversation, the door and me. Didn't really say much though.
After half an hour the decision was pretty clear cut - Either I stayed that way the rest of the day, waiting and door chatting until the evening when Vince would pick me up and take me to the blog awards, or I did something about it.
So I knocked on a random neighbor's door. This could go two ways I figured. Either a) It's a sweet Chinese twenty-something girl living alone or b)A burly 40-something year old guy with a mean face and nunchucks and a nifty scalp collection.
The twenty-something girl opened her door. (Ah well, I was really looking forward to seeing that scalp collection) Could I pretty please use her shower? I asked, in my sweetest 17 year old, seemingly innocent Chinese girl voice. Sure, she said. And I've never been more grateful to be a 17 year old seemingly innocent Chinese girl.
After that, she offered to give me a ride to Sunway Pyramid, the nearest mall there. Since it was still crazy early, nothing was opened yet except Starbucks. DRINK ALL THE COFFEE!!!
This is Ben.
He plays a pretty big role in my story.
So Ben asks me where I'm from.
Kedah, I say.
What a coincidence, says he, I'm from Kedah too! What are you doing in KL? He asks, To study?
No. I say, I'm here for an event.
Funny thing says he You might be here for the same event as my wife.
Now you really don't need to guess where this is going.
The girl on my left (your right) is Gloria. She has beautiful hair, a beautiful soul, much better skin (than mine) and was going to the Blog Awards as well! (Mother of all mother of coincidences) We got to talking about how hard it is to go anywhere in Kedah and how much we love books and reading and actually thinking. Then before I knew it, Ben and Gloria were inviting me to have lunch with them.
| Uh...Ben? They're taking pictures of us |
| That's because they're bloggers. It's what bloggers do. |
| How do you know that? |
| I married one. |
No silly, we shamelessly ask people to take pictures of us too.
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| This is good. i don't know what it is, but it's really, really good. |
| MINE! Omnomnomnom |
Afterwards when I tried to pay for my meal, Gloria and Ben refused. It's on me, said Ben. Allegedly, I was still a student and they were working and I wasn't earning any money yet and they were good people. But my guilt conscience was too strong. Still is too strong. And since I can't stalk them down and track their house and return the cash, give me a few seconds to do this.
And if you do visit their blog, tell Gloria and Ben I said hi and thanks for the nice lunch and that I'll never forget them for being such friendly, nice people. (Who were initially strangers and the became more)
We went to their hotel - whilst Ben went to watch his poor friend getting braces - and got ready for the Blog Awards.
We went to their hotel - whilst Ben went to watch his poor friend getting braces - and got ready for the Blog Awards.
| Oh Gloria, you do look ever so pretty |
Class is starting now so I'll post this first half up first for now.
Stay in touch for the second half:
[Come over to my hotel. or Should I go clubbing? or Winning free stuff. or The perfect end to a perfect day.]
Also, Malaysian readers will stand a chance to win 300 Ringgit Dermalogica vouchers so keep your eyes open for that too. *Inserts smiley face here*












