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Sunday, April 17, 2005

-11:59 pm

After the fateful trip, stopover at my place and meanwhile Leen browsed for hotels on my pC for good, less exorbitant hotels in town. Upon locating an available hotel, we grab a cab and rushed to Hotel Royal, Stevens Road. Very Japanese/Chinese oriented customers where the elderly staff was barely cordial. Hotel to be avoided unless absolutely desperate. After lying our way through(due to only 2 per room so we lied to say 1 wont stay the night), we prepared for the night to Hard Rock.

The irony was, Conrad hotel housed Hard Rock Hotel as part of its architecture but we rushed all the way to Singapore to party at Hard Rock; Raggae Night, through and through!

Den we proceeded to the nearest 7-11 in search for food before heading for the comfortable sanctuary of our hotel room. Fizah as usual aimed for the chair and Leen for the bed. Me, I conked out immediately!

Next morning is a work day!

-11:35 pm

The all griLs trip began on 15 April wif Leen and Fizah departing at 7.45am by bus to Larkin Bus Interchange, JB and me departing at 9.45am on 16 April the via the same route.

My on-the-road view

After a short walk around the bus station, I headed straight to Conrad Hotel with my heavy duffel bag to meet with problems at the hotel as they did not keep door cards to patrons cos its digital and issue a new one to every customer. She did not remember that my fren left a key for me either. Service crap. The patrons behind waited for quite a while before they angrily asked for attention. Finally reaching the hotel room, I managed a whole show of Hindi movie before the girls returned from their more happening time-spent trip from Genting.

My not-so excellent View from Conrad Hotel
(See the lousy view surrounding it?)

All geared trio

After an hour of chilling, moved on to the next itinery on their list; dinner. I opted for Malaysia's infamous Nasi Kandar(translated to Nasi Campur) . This led to a hefty RM80.00. Boy did we eat!?!?!

In front of Nasi Kandar place

Den we sped off to get ready for the night scene which by the time we girls WERE ready was almost 1am. 1st stop: An exclusive club (frequent by artistes and highly-acclaimed people) at Holiday Inn, Mutiara (a very expensive hotel: highly recommended) where we invited by a group of highly-acclaimed aristocrats to go over by their social PR or bodyguard or something to that effect but after rejecting persistently by our team leader, Fizah, we were left alone. The place had the music and the groove but lack the crowd. I guess the aristocrats covered a fair share of the business profits eh? He he he. An hour later we moved to the 2nd stop: PLanet Hollywood... It was into Rock and HEavy Metal that evening. Sigh... It had the crowd but did not have the music... ARGH!!!!!!!!

The highlight of the evening began when we hailed a cab at 3.10am from Planet Hollywood and the same ever-so-frendly taxi driver that drove us to planet Hollywood actually fetched us to go for a bit of travelling with some verbal entertainment as well. There was the recommended 1-sex theme clubs featuring gays/lesbians like "Velvet"(already closed) but pronounced it as "Willward" by the taxi driver. Boy did we get a shock to see the sign! Hahhaha.

We did a stop-over at Conrad to ask the concierge on the places that we can frequent in the area at 3am. The manager spoke to me in a matter-of-fact tone saying that the authorities are conducting a raid on the clubs that run beyond 3 and advise me against it. He asked whether I wanted to be plastered across newspapers and on the tv for being caught in any of the clubs. He said I might as well go back! I was a guest! I think he didnt realise that. His advise was duly appreciated but he didnt have to touch me or speak in that condescending manner to a Conrad Hotel guest. Probably I'm over-reacting but after that incident, I refuse to speak at all..Trance-like and shock between being appreciative of his advice and complaining to the management on his condescending tone and putting his hand on me.

The bad note did not end there as we continued the cab ride and actually got stopped by police car at the outskirts of KL as the police jus wanted to squirm some money from us! I had these types; abusing their authority. They actually asked us to get out of the taxi which we declined(That is a MUST in these cases). His reason: he doubt the credibility of our credentials; the lack of a passport! (Fizah and Leen brought IC and driving licence respectively) He claimed that IC and driving licence are an invalid use of credential in THEIR COUNTRY as it is ONLY use in MY own country. I know at least 50 people who can rebutt that! The frenly and helpful taxi driver actually tried to reason with the police officers and the officers technically corced us into being meek and apologize for our lack of providing proper credentials.
The morning ended in silence and we creep back into the hotel upset and frustrated.

The next day filled up with shopping and eating at the famous chicken rice stall near Bukit Bintang(a must for all).

Den we rushed through our shopping and ran for the bus. which was due at 5.30pm. What a rush! We duly arrived at 11.25pm. Yet this is not the end...

Tuesday, April 12, 2005

-2:15 am

Over the weekend, time never seem to yield... All I ever did was work and work till there was no end. The journey begins on Thursday, 7 April when my colleagues arrived from their respective countries; Korea, China, Taiwan, Malaysia and Hong Kong.

All my local colleagues took turns to entertain our international colleagues as we endured the gruelling weekend of classes and training together.

The plans:

7-4-5 (thurs) : Basic Product Training
8-4-5 (fri) : Basic Product Training
9-4-5 (sat) : Basic Product Training
10-4-5 (sun) : Direct Marketing
11-4-5 (mon) : Direct Marketing

A break from class.

All the classes is 9-6pm... plus dinner at Jumbo restaurant East Coast on Friday and Sundanese restaurant at Suntec City plus KBOX session on Monday. A totally full weekend!

Sunday was my turn, actually by mere keeness to entertain my international guests, (Volunteery of course) Andrea(Taiwan), Karen(China), Kyoungmi(Korea) and me went to NIGHT SAFARI. They had a swell time despite evading the infamous walk-in flying fox cage and nearly facing a one-on-one with 'Maggie'(the NIGHT SAFARI's resident python) during the night show but by 11.15pm.. With slowly depleting energy, they began to show their weariness...

Next day, barely had enough time to grab a few winks, struggles through the classes. Already using the after-class or after-work hours to complete my own duties... How to work...? More importantly how can I squeeze time and mind-set for class and work and sleep and social time.. Hence my blog; neglected.

Apologies to tose who popped by and those I have been lacking to visit. yet I will assume my bloggy activation as of this entry... Woo Hoo!

Friday, April 01, 2005

-12:51 am

A chill out day for me as I realise the lack of sleep the past days have been taking its toll on me. But I hel on as I proceeded to my planned event for the vening after a hard day' s work.

1st appointment: Watch Hindustan movie
upon reaching the designated theatre late...(no excuse), an angry Majdiah stood with her claws outstretch and eyes narrowed... Heehhehhe... no lah... She was jus less cordial but I would have reacted the same in her position. But the rushed trip made by Muhadah, Juani and me was flowing down the drain as the hindustan show sucked! and the good one is much later!

So we watched the all-star malay show SEMBILU 2005... You might as well have this show in Part 1 and Part 2 immediately cos the show tentatively had no proper start and no proper end... What in the world??? Putting an all-star cast to the pits.

So the apparent end was so-called a new style of ending to Malay movies dat has evolved over the years from the happily ever-after ending. There we were in the show as if a matched couple with Adah and me wearing beige-like outfits and Yah and Juani wearing black. and the 'couple' can be as different as 2 poles where the ones in black were shouting sarcasm and laughing at the possible flaw of the show whilst the 'couple' in beige were following the flow of the movie and were misted with tears, almost bawling actually but hey, we're sentimental peple...!!!

At the next-door mac we settled and chat, making jokes out of everything and congrats to Yah for passing the recent DRIVING test making the 'couple' in black(Yah and Juani) as the ones with the licences! Sob Sob Sob! POor me and Adah... The picture on Yah's driver's licence is like a makeover thru and through! Fuiyoh!!! It was like a Mastercard gold or American Express Concierge Customer Service. The really classy ones. Looking at the pic, I realized Yah has like the perfect features! Hot Hot!

Anyhow, there was the "FART" stories.... Where we as casually as possible mentioned our embarassing FART moments. I was ready to bawl all over the Macdonald floor with my laughing and the cool and collected Adah jus continued shedding tears of uncontrolled laughter! There was the first date ter-fart moment... but the relationship is still going strong... Tengah feeling² under the stars terus tengah holding the "fart" for a silent one treus terlepas a huge loud one!!!! The moonlight visual night sounds den disintergrate and immediately replaced by 3 girls laughing their hearts out at the corner of MacD. there was the fart in the office moment... Where there was the 'Hacheeeeeeew' and a 'Prooott'! You guessed it, a neeze and fart occuring consecutively right in the middle of the office. Hehhehhe... Cute one... Lucky its the smell-less one... hehhehe

Soon we girls call it a night before the cinderella clock chimes to the sound of midnight. Of course not. Actually Momma of the twins have been calling in fear of the safety of her precious daughters... So sweet... In this time of age they are still called up to return home... jealous... Haizzz... When mum called you call her a nag when other mum's nag, you jealous. What's you problem girl!?!?!? Hehhehe. Contradicting arent we all...

2nd appointment: Wif Fizah
The night began with a chill out at a quiet place wif me, Rozi and fizah chilling, and chatting. Den me and Fizah proceeded to a popular hot club and chill out in the club watching familiar people getting tipsy and some drunk... Pointless I should say... A waste due to sucking bad air in a crowded place alongside a not-so-good feeling, plus how to get heard over the loud speakers and blinding lights. Guess we didnt have party in mind.. Hehhehe.

We ended the night at a makan place for a drink to settle down before leapin into a cab and headed home where my bed-chamber awaits.