Lesson(s) well learnt

Ok, so yesterday wasnt very good for me. i had to wake up at 5.20, follow dad to work, i was in kl by 8.30. waited at that damn clinic that did my medical checkup for 2 bloody hours for a 30 second conversation with doc dearest. and then i had to go through the bloody metal detector thingie, the whole package,to get my ass into the damn australian embassy building.i mean, dude, were the tight with they security or what! who the hell would wanna bomb the malaysian australian high commission? last time i checked, bush didnt work there!not to mention my 1.5 hours wait for a 5 minute conversation that 50% of whih i didnt comprehend.and after that, i went to sime darby. that was good for me, and after that, i went to mid valley
but i have a couple of lamentings to do here.

ok, so i thought that i would go to jusco mid valley and buy some rm15 bra fro that scarlet label, i mean, thay are colorful and stuff, i could do with some. so here's the bloody deal! i couldnt find my god damn size! why do all the cute bras have to be a b cup? i mean, what if u r a c, or a dd? u suddenly are compelled to buy ugly boring lacey bras that ur 90 year old granny wont wear, is that it?
ok, that doesnt bother me as much, maybe there arent too many cups bigger than b in malaysia. fine, i can live with that. but tell me, just how many people in malaysia have a 40 band size?! there were so darn many bras with 38-42 band size! dammit!
so, after looking for almost 2 hours, all i could find were a grand total of 2 bras...ha.ha.ha.
my size is supposedly the prefect, most desirable size. and i couldnt find any bras. shit.

lol. forget that, i learned some very valuable lessons yesterday, so i am obliged to share it with you who i love most

1. if you ever spend half an hour pacing back and forth the lower ground floor of mid vallley, trying to decide what to eat, cut to chase, cos chances are 99.99% your lunch/dinner is going to be prepared in the gourmet kitchen owned by one mr.mcdonald.

2. if you order a take out from 1901, that hotdog stand wannabe place, make sure that fool at the counter puts your coke in a separate bag.

3. ALWAYS have extra paper towels in your bag, cos that fool is very likely to put your coke, Texas Ted, and paper towels in a same bag; and the coke is, inclined to succemb to gravity, soaking yor ted and towels through.

4. do not attempt to eat a Texas Ted in the ktm station 'graciously' when there is a hottie around, and you dont have paper towels. unless you look better with ketchup on your face.

5. the person who is in charge of the lingerie counter is very likely to be a perverted male who checks your bar size, acting as if he's checking the price, while holding the barcode scanner thingie on his right hand.

6. the perverted male who is handling your newly purchased lingeries always thinks he can sum up a female customer based on her choice of lingeries.

7. the cash machine in the lingerie department always runs out of receipt-paper when its your turn to pay. giving ample time for the perverted male to toy with your soon to be undergarments. this happens to me a LOT!

8. the people in sime darby are REALLY nice. even the big shots there remember you!

9. the people in the australian high commission like to stare at you in awe and speak monotonously, while sitting behind a glass, they also NEVER smile even if you stretch your lips from your left ear to right.

ok, im getting bored now. it really doesnt matter what i write in my blog cos no one reads it anyway, even after i sent a bulletin in friendster adressing my besties. im just waiting to see when they are gonna actually read it and know the existence of my blog. haih.