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Monday, July 13, 2009
Now You See It *burp*, Now You Don't
All I hear was a sound and then there was this gapping hole in the arm rest of the car door.
I turned and paused. 
posted by Agnes on 8:43 PM
Oh boy oh boy oh boy! I was all excited when I read that the Summit USJ was the 1st cinema to provide drive through ticketing service!
And then got a bit tulan when it says in brackets (service is no longer available).
*narrows eyes*
If like that, what for put wei! Potong stim, sial. It was like saying "I was once smart...but now, I is sikit the stewpid."
Aiiii.
posted by Agnes on 7:05 PM
Sunday, July 05, 2009
Dragged To Hell...And Back?
Watching a horror movie in a cinema sure is a helluva different experience compared to watching it on dvd.
The reason why I've always watched horror movies on dvd and not the cinema is simple - there's no mute button in the cinema. :P
However, having been unable to get a dvd version of thsi movie, I decided to put on a brave front and try watching it in the cinema instead.
I scared the living shit out of myself watching this last night at GSC :P
It was a good movie, various moments of suspense and unexpected *boom* shocks throughout the movie. It was a good thing I hadn't bought popcorn or it would've been flying through in air when the scary scenes appear suddenly.
Would I do this again - watch a horror movie in the cinema? No. NoOOOooono no nononononononononono.
And no.
First and last time wei.
If you like horror movies though, you should watch this. There's an interesting amount of horror and comedy to keep one interested. Even one who is trying desperately not to look at the screen like me :)
posted by Agnes on 9:40 AM
Monday, June 29, 2009
Die lorrrrrrrrr, after taking day offs here and there, I just checked and I still have 17 days of annual leave left. *pour cold sweat*
And to top that off, I can only carry off 5 days to the next year which means, I need to clear off 12 days between now to December *gulp*.
Omg omg omg *runs left, runs right*
How on earth am I supposed to finish off 12 days when I haven't a clue on my holiday plans yet? Aiii. I suppose I have to start clearing them off systematically one by one. So I've decided to take next Monday off. Why? Saja. Cannot arh? :P
The weekend flew past me so fast, I didn't even know what hit me. It's funny how I remember this weekend in small little fragments of memory bits in my head and that's it.
I remember sitting in my car, drumming my fingers to the tune of the music on the radio on Friday evening, driving home and thinking "Oh boy oh boy oh boy, its Friday! At last!"
I remember walking into the cinema, brimming with anticipation and going "Oh boy oh boy oh boy, I'm gonna watch Transformers!"
And I remember waking up this morning, realising it is Monday and only saying one word, with one eye half open, the other eye closed and my hair standing on ends. "Bugger."
Yes, I can tell it's gonna be a fantastic week ahead.
posted by Agnes on 7:29 AM
Sunday, June 28, 2009
I tried and tried and tried and couldn't get tickets to watch Transformers this weekend. Until yesterday. As usual, I went into GSC and checked...all sessions had a red mark on them, meaning the tickets are all sold out.
Then suddenly, I noticed a new session at the bottom of the list. Well wait a minute, that wasn't there before! *gasp*
I clicked it and found that it was not full yet. Kiasu-ly, I booked the last row seats from the back. Looks like GSC just only opened up a new session for this cinema and I was one of the first few to go in. Hiaks hiaks hiaks hiaks hiaks.
So how was it?
Damn nice arrrrr! I like I like I like. The cars. The boom. The buzz. The whole movie was kick-ass good wei, worth all the effort I made to go watch it :)
Next on the list - Ice Age 3. I've never watched anything in 3D before so I'm gonna go and watch it in 3D. Yeah. Wearing those funky green and red glasses. Please don't let me walk into a wall.
posted by Agnes on 8:24 PM
Thursday, June 25, 2009
There is a dead cat outside my house. Ew. The poor creature must've been knocked over by a passing car or something coz I don't remember seeing it there when I came back today.
But when my other sister came back, there it was. Dead cat. Right outside the house.
The good news is, it is still in one piece and not splattered all over the floor.
The bad news is, we don't know who's cat it was, so even if we do wanna inform the poor owner that the cat is dead, we can't. I think it does belong to someone though, it looked well fed, plump in all the right corners and had a nice collar.
Shame that it had to die like that. Shouldn't allow cats to go running around on their own or they'd end up being road kill for sure.
Ok, I'm traumatized. A dead cat. People knock but it ends up infront of my house. Like wtf.
posted by Agnes on 9:11 PM
Sunday, June 21, 2009
zzzzzzzZZZzzzzZZZ *swats away flies*
zzzZZzzzzzZZZzzz
posted by Agnes on 10:08 PM
Friday, June 19, 2009
The Visit To The Shrink
I think I watch too much tv. I watch too much tv that my expectation of things in what must seem 'real life' becomes a little too overboard.
I went with mom to go see the shrink today. It was that time of the month. I've never met this doctor before for all the times she went so I figured, ok fine, let's go see what they actually do in sessions like that.
Visions of what you see on tv, about nice comfy setting of the consultation room, that infamous couch where you can lie down and talk, flashed through my mind.
Until I arrived there.
The waiting room was stuffy as a stuffed crab. Someone obviously was trying to save electricity by not turning up the air conditioning over there.
And when it came to mom's turn, I followed her in and the first thing that hit me when I walked into the room was the sickening smell of some odd air freshener the doc used. The room was full of it and it assaulted my sensitive nose like a rat to cheese.
The room was dreadfully ordinary. No nice comfy couch. No nice, cosy ambience. It looked like any other regular doctor's room. Clinically clean. And coldly impersonal. I noticed the reception had only 2 ladies. One very old lady, and one somewhat middle aged lady. And there was only one doc. I glanced around and noticed he had an emergency button near his desk on the wall. Obviously for situations where the patient gets a little unruly and the doc needs to sound for help.
But who in the world was supposed to come charging through that door ta-tada-daaaaaaa to the rescue? I thought of the only other two ladies I saw at the reception and had a hilarious vision of the old lady charging through the door brandishing a mop and the younger one waving an umbrella. Great. The saving committee. Obviously the doc doesn't encounter that many 'difficult' patients who would warrant a full security team coming in to help save his ass.
As the doc spoke to my mom, I took the opportunity to glance around the room. For one, there was nothing sharp for a patient to take and injure someone with. Interesting. But I also noticed there were no pictures in the wall. No "you are happy!" posters, no serene pictures, nothing. The walls were stripped bare of all decos and I wonder if that was intentional as a security measure.
The whole session was more like a chit chat between mom and the doc. I sat there trying to figure out what he was trying to get at when he asked her some very specific questions about if she was sleeping well, eating well etc etc etc.
After about 15 minutes, I got bored and I considered crossing my eyes playfully in the presence of the doc and see if he'd think I was bonkers. But maaan, I wouldn't want him to start charging me for consultation fees so I thought better of it. Best to sit quietly and observe.
The whole thing was over in less than an hour.
Mom came home with more medication. I came home a lil dissappointed that the clinic wasn't as dramatic as I thought it would be. Sienz.
posted by Agnes on 3:16 PM
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Ahaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
*jeng jeng jeng*
Do you know what day it is? Thursday. And you know what? It's my last working day for the week! *hiaks hiaks hiaks*
Yesssss sireeee. I'm going to take Friday off coz for the first time in dunno how long, I'm gonna accompany my mom to go see the psychiatrist that she's been seeing. I've found it quite strange that everyone's gone to see the man who treated my mom, except me. Hmmm.
I've never seen a psychiatrist before. Really. Tempted to but never really reached that stage. I wonder what its like though, the setting of the clinic. Will it have that nice little lie down chair that you always see in the tvs? Will it have a darrrrrrrrk and sombre setting?
*clasps hands in delight* We shall see, won't we?
I might just go there, grab the man by the collar, yank him close, look at him right in the eyeball and go "Doc...tell me, tell me now....am I mad?" I'd probably get kicked out of the clinic faster than lightning.
I shall return with a report! Soon. Akan datang.
posted by Agnes on 7:35 AM
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
I was happily sipping my cup of coffee this morning, looking up news, when I happened to glance down at the cup and noticed one or two little black spots floating in my coffee.
I squinted nearer, stuck a finger out into the coffee and retrieved what would seem like an ant.
-.-"
Somebody should really make sure that coffee machine's clean...
Habislah my coffee drinking mood this morning.
So ladies and gentleman, what's on the menu today? Coffee with ants! *gag*
Somebody shoot me, please.
posted by Agnes on 7:57 AM
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
We went into my car this morning, as is our usual routine. I stuck the key into the ignition, turned the key and instead of the usual roar of the engine firing up, the only thing was what I could only equate as an engine cough.
Frowning, I tried the ignition again. Another cough.
With the likes of "holy shit, you're kidding me right?!" running through my mind, I tried the ignition for the third time and still, a pathetic cough and that was it.
That's it wei. My car battery had finally cocked up it's toes and died on me.
It's a good thing we had another car at home so we ran out, switched car keys and I took my old man's car to work. Without telling him. Hwah hwah hwah. I'm such a fruitcake, I tell you.
Well, to be honest, there was no time! I was late and by the time I dropped off my sis at the KTM station and zoomed to work, there was only one, ONE free parking left. Migawd. I arrived at the office, at the ungodly hour of 7:15 a.m. Any later and there would be no free parking left. *pout*
Dad helped me change my car battery to a spanking new one *woohoo!* and its maintenance free so I don't have to keep topping up battery water. Seeing that I tend to forget all the time anyway, it's a good thing he got one of those.
So today was the day my car batweee dieded. Poorer by another RM200. Ah well.
posted by Agnes on 11:34 PM
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