im ALWAYS having this problem of trying to start a blog. i feel weird starting it by saying "today, i did this that and i bla bla bla " or " early in the morning, i woke up and bla bla bla", wtv it is, i took a trip down to KL and visited times square+ sg. wang (i kept saying sg. way) today. as usual . the LRT and monorail was packed and may's face was "melting" XD.




we( may+shreen+me) walked for like 2 hours before taking a break at the 7th floor to buy my brothers cue conditioner. I, myself dun even HAVE a conditioner but my brothers Dead cue has one.it was my first time being in times square so i followed May's lead around the supposingly SUPERB "lala" area.

had lunch in "gasoline" and trust me, Times Square gasoline is the LAST LAST LAST place you'd wana go. 1st of all, the cave is better, more privacy if ur planning to GET privacy. 2nd, their service, SUCKS, you wait like shit for ur turn. AND they cant get their numbers right. we told them like 3 friggin times we CHANGED from table 27 to the specific table we were sitting (num 07 =) i love that number), i told the guy WE CHANGED TABLE, so rmb to erase the number. he left. and the guys that were having our drinks walked all the way to table 27 to look for us. knowing it was our drink, i called that guy and told him to bring the receipt he was holding. written there a big 27, i told him we changed table from 27. I think they should set a new rule before employing waiter/waitresses. they must be able to count from 1 - 30.

later on, i decided to wash my hands due to the filthyness of the lrt. walked straight to the hand wash area and found this tap without a head and a mirror thing. i was SUPER lost and did not dare to turn any handle because i was afraid that it was some stupid prank that the water will flow out from the top. called May to come and help figure. suprisingly, the water flowed out to this mummy brick-looking thingy and we were supposed to wash our hands UNDER that mummy brick-looking thing. talk about being creative. -.-


if only we could figure out why would they need 20 minutes to prepare FRIED RICE and another 20 minutes to figure out where'd they put the fried rice before serving it. i pity May, for having to eat that pathetic fried rice they left there while we were eyeing it for almost half an hour. not forgetting one of the waiter actually SMELLED it. they SERVED that damn thing to us, or to be specific, may .how about if i spit into the cup and serve you a cup of tea in the same cup?

it was a LONG day of shopping and shareen got home with a new pair of sore feet. XD .
the others went home while i went to meet up with derrick at McD. after that, went InC to visit some of the guys.LASTLY, stopped by starbucks with dicky and had a uber weird conversation with the waiter there. i must've looked like some retard trying to speak with some foregin language. -.-

the day ended with the appearance of my birthday present from david. =) thank you.