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Tuesday, March 30, 2010 3:38 PM
A phone to Super-Phone. And now, Finally a Mega-Phone - Part Two

...I really thought I have the money in hand. I ran to my room; #$%&! Where the heck?!
mane mane mane mane?! eh, takkan takde!!??

OH MY GOD! I forgot to withdraw! How could this happened?!
I was too late, I thought of saying 'Kak, boleh tunggu jap, saye pergi kedai minyak amik duit?'
But it's okay. How I wish to have my Carla right on that day. ): 
So the Makcik gave a slip,
'ah ni nanti awak call nombor pat sini pastu buat another inquiry lah eh?'
'Ah Iyer Lah'

I seriously pissed off how 'selenge' I am. OH YAH! Actually I thought it was on the 16th. But I miss-read the message given. So I kinda have a rushing journey home.


OK GREAT. Now what's next? I called the Singapore Post. I requested for another delivery tomorrow.
Ok fine, the operator said between 2p.m to 6p.m; that would be fine.
SO YES THIS TIME I PREPARED  THE MONEY-YEAH!

16th March, Tuesday
I was smiling all the way being a very happy person that people would wonder
'what the heck is happening to him?'
'mel, dah kenape mel?' 

In class; I did stupid acts, from school to Dhoby MRT to Bukit Gombak to what else? Ah, Mr.Bean and  I like smiling to this China fella saying 'thoo lollars' which is she's trying to say two dollars.
In fact I just realise on that day all were China Women gossiping-workers. xP

So I march from from Gombak MRT to my house. 'Hap! TwoThreeFour'
I bathe, I eat, I do all my schoolwork. Hopefully 2nd day of the 'holiday' was blissful.
Yeah, that loud banging sound from the door. BOOM BOOM POW! xD

This time, different postmakcik. 



Makcik:  Zaleha ade? (my mom)
Me:         Takde, tapi anak die ade.  (tengah tak sabar ni, I saw her carrying a 'hello' bag)
Makcik:  Oh okay, so ade tak duit nyer?
Me:         Ade-ade jap.

So yeah, I actually had the exact same first few conversation as the day before.
I SMILED LIKE A CAMEL I tell you. I stretch my hand out with nine-red-dazzling-notes. 


Makcik: Erm, you 18 this year?
Me: No, next year.
Makcik: Oh, mak ade tak, sebab awak underage tak boleh sign.


Bagero Mamikampuelo Kusto Menggesparitam,
Pandeja putos!
Cunning Nut, Pau Cheese Pie Moddar Fogger.
I cursed with all the language I know. OH DARN. 
Mom's out. You know what? That postmakcik came around 2p.m right after my mom go off for 'work' at 130p.m. If my mom just stay another few freaking 30 minutes I would have that HELLO BAG already. Oh my god. Stupid China worker, TWO DOLLARS LA! not 'THOO LOLLARS' takdekenemengeneseh dengan China worker tu.



I would rather torture myself watching Lady Gaga's Music Video; and spoil myself mentally (hahaha? i dun think so) 


NOW WHAT?! Call again and make another inquiry? Then, what's next? Extra charge? Huh?! 


So the postmakcik indeed told me the same thing to make a call for another inquiry. Okay great. Let's restart and throw all that disappointment away.
So I talked to mom before I make another inquiry to be home tomorrow. So there should be no problem, oh better be, balls.


But this conversation with the operator is quite weird, macam call kawan:
*Dialing*
Operator: Yes, Singapore Post? *coughs*
Me: Eh, okay tak? Ah erm, sorry. Yeah, I would really LOVE to make another inquiry for article number BLA3.
Operator: Sorry ah, kurang sihat. Eh, macam tau je nanti I minta item number?
Me: Dah second time ni.
Operator: Okay hold on ah. Erm, 1st time kenape eh?
Me: No cash in hand. -.-V
Operator: Abeh second time? Baru jugak kan?
Me: Yes *WAH SO FAST AH DAPAT INFO?!* underage ah
Operator: *laugh* Hmm, kali ni awak kene amek dekat Paya Lebar... Either hari ni pukul 430 or tomorrow je lah.
*kuang asam ketawe kan - time is 230p.m - I need my SuperNap.
Me: Eh? Tak boleh anta lagi ke?
Operator: Ah itu awak berbual ngan SingTel, tu bukan kite punye.
*Malas lah nak bebual ngn Operator2.
Me: Hmmm okay lah bye.
Operator: kalau nak besok kene.... *i hang up*


If you are the operator SORRY AH. orang takde mood ah. xD


MAK, KENE PERGI SANE!!
dah dah, Kamel tunggu next year sudah, malas nak pergi jaoh2 amek
*MERAJOK AH! chey fake.


I dont know what to do. What to do what to do what to do...
I read the slip that the postmakcik gave me. That slip indicates the item number and so called the receipt. So I came across this page, it says:


"I, _________________ authorised ___________________ 


(I/C No.:                 )to collect the item number ____________....


Signature of Addressee "
___________________   




Something like this. Addressee is my mom lah. I underage what && that means, anyone above 18 can come with me. But need my mom's authorisation. No use, im still 17. BOOO. Asal lah mak ni malas2? Takpelah


I thought of calling SingTel to deliver it again tomorrow. Right before I pick up my pathetic Nokia phone. *cheh,mentang2 dah ade Carla*
My friend called me, Bahrain:


Me: Hello.
Bahrain: Eh, Mel tak pergi mane2?
Me: Tak.
Bahrain: Tak jumpe Winnie?
Me: Stop calling her Winnie la.
Bahrain: *laughs*
Me: Ape kau nak? Maen DotA? NO WAY.
Bahrain: Taklah, ni... Aku baru habes skolah ni. Ingat nak tido rumah kau. Boleh eh?
Me: Ah, dah pat Jurong MRT msg aku.


Bahrain ni, die tinggal Malaysia, so kadang2 die overnight sini pat rumah gue, kadang2 ke? Macam selalu je && kire die rapat jugak lah dengan my family. He's 19 this year. It didn't crossed my mind that he actually can go take with the consent from my mom. It should be no problem. I can just ask my mom to sign the slip I mention earlier.
This time. Y e s ,  n o   p r o b l e m   a t   a l l .
Bahrain pon besok takde ape2. So kite pergi Paya Leba lah.


17th March, Wednesday
I woke up at 5. Bahrain sleeping like a dead soldier in Iraq.
I get ready; and I leave a reminder 


• Jumpe pat Dhoby pukul 2p.m •
• TAKMO MAEN DOTA! •


He loves to overnight at my place because got free DotA here. I got DotA here in my PC. So he confirm play one.


THREE DAYS STRAIGHT IN SCHOOL IM BEING A SMILING-CAMEL
Tapi bile dah balek rumah je, binget sendiri. Phone tak dapat2. boo.


I text Bahrain straight after school.
-Where you?
-I reaching, eh go LJS i want eat first.
-Okay can. Ill be waiting.
-I with my friend tau.
-Who?
-Shifa'
-Ah, okay.


So we met at LJS near the 'kuso' school; which is BMC Academy. Near Dhoby MRT. Nom nom nom nom, burps.


Off to Paya Leba, bye Shifa', she got Angklong I guess. IDK.
OH YEAH! Bahrain dah macam bapak orang. His body age is 38 years old; according to the idk what health-thingy. 
OH YEAAAAHHH!!!!


There's part three you know?




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Saturday, March 20, 2010 9:23 PM
A Phone to Super-Phone. And Now, Finally a Mega-Phone - Part One.
February was the hottest month ever here in Singapore. Now it's already March. How you guys spent your time for the whole week? Revision? Entertainment? Family? Doesn't matter actually. Im here to blog about what happened so far. To be clear, my school didn't acknowledge the March holiday. You guys probably enjoyed it, some may not. Basically I went to school as per normal from 9 a.m to 1 p.m.  Let me share to what happened in the one week glorious holidays.

But not so fast...
In 2008, I got a new S.E K660i after my mono-ringtone phone, a black and white with 'Snake' in it. I was so elated I finally got camera-phone. It's really nice for 2007 - 2008 phone. Unfortunately, that phone last only 6 months. I lost it. I was totally upset, but it can't be undo. So I get back to my colourless display phone and play 'Snake'.

On the 7th week of 2010, which is 15th February. I got to know that my phone is ready to re-contract. This really opened up my eyes time is just really fast. Really. It is already 2 years. So at the first place, I find for a $0 plan online. I can't get any 0 bucks super-phone for my pathetic student plan.  So I just wait for the next batch of promotions offered by SingTel. 

Until the 2nd week of March. There's this particular phone, W995. It cost $248 for my plan. Ugh, no hope. There's only W595 and some other phone that Im not interested in. Since I was so eager to get a super-phone one more time after what happened in 2008. I checked online every single day and right after the day I checked the $248 phone. The price rapidly decrease to $88. I was extremely surprised and speechless; it is really a miracle because my pathetic student plan didn't offer such mega-phones.

I received a message from SingTel indicating that they actually deliver it to me. Oh, how excited and happy I am. Still, people say my face doesn't look like Im happy. Im not a stone! It is just the way I am, I think it is more like I really appreciate when miracles actually do happened until I don't know how to react. It's like hip-hip HOORAY inside you know. 

It says "... your phone will be delivered on the 15th March... 2 p.m to 6 p.m... prepare the documents and cash upon..."

I rushed home and  I actually ran from the lift to my gate. I washed up. Smiling like a camel brushing its teeth; Oh, by the way, did you know camel has the worst breath? hahaha! terase oi. takpelah. 
*knocks* The post-makcik mesti dah bertahon-tahon kerje macam gini. kuat gile oi die ketok. 

Makcik:  Zaleha ade? (my mom)
Me:         Takde, tapi anak die ade.  (tengah tak sabar ni, I saw her carrying a 'hello' bag)
Makcik:  Oh okay, so ade tak duit nyer?
Me:         Ade-ade jap.

Confident taik. I really thought I have the money in hand. I ran to my room; #$%&! Where the heck?!
mane mane mane mane?! eh, takkan takde!!??

To be continued... 

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Saturday, March 06, 2010 11:20 AM
I MISS MY GOLDFISH

I MISS MOTORMOUTHSOUND

I MISS PINGPONG BALLS

bleagh*

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Friday, March 05, 2010 11:20 PM
I've seen a lot people is changing for the better...

And the themselves who made them better than never before, only the other person came into their life and provide the light to brighten up your future and give you the spirit and confidence. I've seen a lot. They gradually walking into the right way and it's just a matter of faith in themselves.

Eee, no mood to blog nowadays



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