RKL - a practice of vexation

Sharon, George and I couldn't stop giggling when General Olbricht launched Operation Valkryie with a blue colour pencil [I'm not sure if it's a Luna]. How cheap-skate is that?! LOL.

After counting how many years old could Colonel Stauffenburg's wife be when she died, those two Damansara-experts brought me to the illegal bus-stop which I was totally not aware of. It was not a bus-stop after all, it was just a curb by the road and people were seen waiting for the same vehicle I was waiting for. That was also what triggered us in laughing at how Rapidkl bus drivers are having the PMS twenty-four-seven.

Metro buses in KL are considered the angels of buses, they have bus conductors who are always helpful and considerate to the needys. I was sleeping in the bus once, due to the exhaustion from a full-day window shopping and this bus conductor tapped me on the shoulder suddenly. "You, Jaya 33, kan?" I immediately dashed out of the bus with relief and embarassment.

Rapid KL bus drivers, on the other hand are the kings to slaves like us.

1. They stop and do not stop whenever and wherever they like. They whisk pass us without a hello very often even if you were waving both your hands at the bus driver five minutes ago.
2. They don't entertain simple questions, like is this bus going to so and so? You either get onto the bus or you don't.
3. If you have no change of RM1 notes, do not board the RapidKL. You either get a good scolding or you won't be able to board the bus at all.
4. If you have no idea where you should stop, do not board the bus. You may end up going in rounds, to be precise, 游车河. The driver isn't going to help you unless you meet a samaritan on the bus.

A lady once approached me, asking me which bus should she board as she was not familiar with the area. My advice to her, flag yourself a taxi, ma'am.
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Now I wonder where I got the idea of wanting to become Malaysia's Transport Minister one day.

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save and you will be saved

Since day one I made into 2009, I feel compelled, in fact I forced myself to save every penny I have, so much so I wished I'd brought my piggy over which I used to drop every penny I saved that day into. With that, I could limit myself to RM10 a day which I'm already doing and watch the money grow in my piggy.

I used to save tons of coins as a kid and proudly shove it to the counter lady whilst she dumped my coins into this machine which I thought "a-money-counter-genius". Years flew, and I got selekeh in money-managing till this economic meltdown struck me and here I am again, saving pennies. Till date, I have been updating my little notebook religiously, not mentioning the big grin when I managed to spend less than RM5 that day.

It's a tough practice, I will say, even though I managed to convince myself to spend that RM10 on an Amy Tan novel during lunch hour today. RM10 for a book is considered the higher-price-item in my dictionary, just in case you're wondering. I get quality books 3 for RM10 most of the time.

On a slight separate tone, I caught Jojo screwing my white heel up with a shredded look she did with her shiny, white pearls. Don't even get me started on how I reacted, no matter how much sheepish look she gave me. It took me a great moment to grieve upon my white heel, with her not knowing, what she had done to my soul.

On a very different note, my confession to Ellyn this morning was a weird one. I told her I take my pick in everyday attire according to the color the NTV7 breakfast hosts are wearing except today, in which I can't possibly dress myself in blue twice in a week. Hmm..someone here sounds very flamboyant.
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That said, the movies in GSC are scratching the itch in me. Should I catch a movie this weekend? Well, things can be re-shuffled once in a while. The eyeliner can certainly wait.

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The nosy me

Nothing beats reminiscing about how we used to grumble when we had to build a huge music box during Kemahiran Hidup Bersepadu lessons with ex-classmates on a lazy Sunday afternoon. Despite being the co-ed school, girls and boys were required to do everything in the syllabus. Boys cook and mend, girls saw and drill and vice versa. It was both, fun and stressful.

I remembered crying for the first time during my high school years because some devil stole my perfectly-done LED board. We, girls had also experienced a humiliating period when Ms. Liau told us off in our face, boys exceled in sewing and cooking, compared to girls. Amidst the laughter, juicy gossips about so-and-sos' life were not missed in action. I feel enriched with [gossips] knowledge after I got home that day, so much so I was inspired in creating a Perez-Hilton-version-of-Sabah-TTSS-secondary-school-members'-blog. Silly, no?

Anyway, I shall complete this another meme.

[Rules: It's harder than it looks!Copy to your own note, erase my answers, enter yours, and tag 10 people. Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real ... nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.Then Publish your note.Have Fun!]

1.What is your name: Selina
2. A four-letter word: S.U.C.K.
3. A boy's name: Samuel
4. A girl's name: Sharon
5. An occupation: Soldier
6. A colour: Sea green
7. Something you wear: Socks
8. Food : Smokey ham
9. Something found in the bathroom: Soap
10. A place: Scandinavia
11. A reason for being late: Slipped somewhere
12. Something you shout: Shit!
13. A movie title: Slumdog Millionaire
14. Something you drink: Singapore Sling
15. A musical group: S Club 7
16. An animal: Snake
17. A street name: Setiawangsa
18.The title of a song: Sometimes by Britney
19. A type of car: Satria

What's with these tagging each other on Facebook's notes these days, by the way? Somehow, I just feel obliged to complete the meme when tagged by someone. Obedient, no? :)

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Jojo's comeback plus Meme

I smelled shit the minute I opened the main door whilst something fury leapt onto and was busy scratching my knees. The darling is back. It somehow immediately reminded me of my aunt's dog who clung onto the toilet bowl when fireworks exploded. My cousin (male) had to pee with a 3 ft tall Dalmation staring at him with a frightened look.

Anyway..

I shall complete this meme since Cheryl tagged me a few days ago.

1. I love and hate dogs. I love them when they stare at you with those big, shining eyes. I hate when they growl and threaten to bite me. I was bitten by one sixteen years ago.
2. I never like seeing girls with flabby thighs wearing ass-length mini shorts.
3. I was a fencer.
4. I would like to get a chick lit book published one day. One is never too old for that. :)
5. My all-time favourite colour is green.
6. My primary 3 teacher punished me standing outside the classroom everyday for not memorising the Chinese idioms. All I could remember was 人山人海，失败是成功之母.
7. I hate it when pimples start appearing.
8. I still can't use the chopsticks properly.
9. I love to peel skin, as in human's old and wrinkly skin. Yeap, thats the fetish.
10. I am not really into earrings anymore. My ears couldn't handle them anymore.
11. I wished mummy had enrolled me for ballet lessons.
12. Anything to do with 3D is a no-no for me.
13. I played organ.
14. I still have yet to find the best Bak Kut Teh in Singapore.
15. I have never attended a school prom. It also means my closet holds no glamarous evening dress.
16. I have always dreamt of being a news reader until some friends teased my pronounciation, for example, happy BURFday.
17. I hate doing this meme already.
18. I was a violent child towards my baby brother. I used to do the hair pull, chilly-hit him, dig my sharp nails into his skin and finally coax him not to tell mummy.
19. I don't fancy junk food.
20. I desperately need something big to spice my life up this year.
21. To 25, are we there yet?
22. I secretly wish to open the 1st Ikea in KK and I'll be rich then.
23. I love juicy gossips especially who has broken up with who or who has fallen in love with who.
24. Many thought I'm good in accounts simply just because my parents are auditors. I used to fail that paper. I'm quite good in maths though.
25. Finally. I don't understand why mummy always grumbles about me being stick skinny, even after she has seen Cheryl's bodyframe.

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Mid-week Blues

I remembered watching Alvin and the Chipmunks with green mask on my face when fireworks snowed the sky, destroying the beautiful scene of the then starry night. Mr. Marcus was up fighting with an unknown player in some battle, mummy was packing money into the red packets, daddy was blackjacking somewhere.

My chilly red outfit the next day made many exchange glances and I received much new red notes and words of flattery. We blackjacked and feast the entire day. There were not many new faces around so topics were not that hot, just revolving round Obama and how we should preserve our rice bowls in the near future.

By the third day, I was tired of doing the washing up and ended up grumbling how I despised men at that very moment. There is this trend of uncles and cousins (all males) stuffing the sink with their bowls and plates after stuffing their stomach full.

I was fortunate to bump into an old friend whom I have befriended since we were seven. Most friends looked more mature while some grew beards and bigger chests. Some remained the same including, inheriting the 90's hair style.

Mummy took this golden opportunity in mastering the techniques to stalk other people's blogs and Facebook. Sumathi, if you ever see this,just to let you know, mummy likes your nose.

After days of food and entertainment indulgence, I am forced to sit at my desk and stare at Outlook taking its own sweet time loading emails.

I have always counted myself blessed and lucky in many ways despite one or two turbulences I face every year. I couldn't be bothered with the economic recession and the retrenchment period most were facing. Unfortunately, I was struck by a bomb amidst the hundreds emails I received from my clients, just right in time to kickstart the bullish year.

My pay got cut.


Does anyone here have a part-time assignment for me? :(

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