I haven't heard of someone describing another person as smelling like Toilet Duck before until today.

And I laughed my eyeballs out hahahahahah *falls off chair*.

He was a rather scruffy looking man, who smoked like there was no tomorrow and didn't have a mole with hair coming out of it.

The last thing he looked like, was a fortune teller.

Strangely enough though, he exuded an aura of confidence over what he's doing, that's kinda hard to ignore. You know when a person does something and is very sure of himself over it. He was that sort of person.

I watched as his pen flew across the paper, writing what seemed like alien characters to me because I couldn't read chinese. He paused on and off to ask me details like my birthdate, time of birth, and then continued to write. He paused occassionally to flip through 3 different thick books and when he was done, the assessment he conveyed to me was at the same time news, and yet not news. I don't know how to describe it.

So this was what it was like to go see a chinese fortune teller.

If you're wondering why I was running around town trying to find that coconut husk bracelet, he is the reason why lah. He told me that life at the moment seemed full of turmoil and perhaps wearing a bracelet like that could put some semblance of calm back into my life.

He told me a lot of things that surprised me but at the same time didn't come as that big a shock. They were possible, and yet, unknown to me until now. Strange.

I had an interest experience seeing this fortune teller man. And I am, of course, very grateful for that friend who took the trouble to bring me there :) I like this fortune teller guy. He dispenses information in a no-holds barred, in-your-face manner. Heavens, but I've even got him saved in my GPS, just in case I want to go back and look for him again hehehe.

I wonder if what he taught me will work...hmm.....

Adventureeeeeeeeeeeees Of The Half Baked Potato!

Ladies and gentlefishies,

So what've I been up to this weekend?

Well there was this big delivery truck that turned turtle at the road leading to my housing area. Oh dear :( Poor thing. I hope the driver wasn't hurt. I can't imagine what would've happened for the truck to lose balance like that. It caused a little bit of a traffic jam that morning.

We had lunch at this place in Klang that has like 30 over varieties of porridge. Whoaaaaaa. It was quite nice but very filling - one order is enough for two persons man, believe me.

What is porridge without 'yau char kwai' :P

Okay okay, picture quality sucks coz this was taken with my phone's camera rather than the actual camera.

I spent the rest of the day looking for a coconut husk bracelet that is supposed to er...help me bring peace into my being and life and etc etc etc.

I was told that it is usually found in pasar malam (night markets) but I couldn't wait. I wanted to get one like now now now now now! (now was like in the afternoon but yes, I'm such an impatient bugger).

So I got into my car and put-putted my way to Summit USJ. Got caught in the mother of all traffic jams. Walked around. Couldn't find it.

Next, I put-putted to One Utama shopping complex. I have realised that if I were to park in One World hotel's parking and walk across to 1Utama, it beats the hell out of fighting with the rest of the world for parking there. Even at 3 pm, parking was so easy to find! But the moment I walked into One Utama, the crowd had me feeling claustrophobic. Whoaaaaaa - where'd all these people come from? I'll bet I was the only mad one amongst them who's sole purpose was to go look for a coconut husk bracelet. *hiaks hiaks hiaks*

Unfortunately, I didn't find the bracelet *ears droop in dismay*.

So off I went, put-putted to Amcorp Mall. They had a flea market there. Surely they would sell a bracelet of this nature there....right?

Wrong-o.

Maaaaaaaaan. At that moment, I wanted to stomp my feet in frustration. How hard can it be to find one measly little coconut husk bracelet, dammit! I was looking for peace but it seems that I found aggravation instead :P

Finally, my one last ditch was to go check out the night market in Taman Megah. After rounding the area for half an hour and finally finding a parking, I found the stall that sells it within 2 mins. Well what d'ya know.

I was so happy to find it, I almost told the man I wanted to buy whatever stock he had :P Ok, now now, control yourself. I purchased 4 instead and am now as happy as a crab :)

Will I find peace? Will I now be able to find that precarious balance in my life again and face Mondays with renewed enthusiasm?

I don't know but hey, I'm about to find out. Y'know, I'd gladly plaster this to my forehead if I was sure it was going to grant me the serenity within that I have been so badly looking for in the last month or so.

Happy Sunday, peeps!

The time is 8:43 pm. It'll take me 15 mins for a shower, then I'm going to crash and sleep for the rest of the night.

It has been such an exhausting day.

Today I felt like a mosquito.

*nods*

We had dinner and it was so horribly, horribly warm today that I slurped down one medium size glass of watermelon juice in two shakes of a rabbit's tail.

And so, I ordered another one. Of course, any rational mind would register that as a big mistake. What...another glass? One glass was probably more than enough. Ah, but you know what they say about mosquitos - if you take away the receptors in their stomachs, they will most probably drink and drink and drink blood until they explode.

Well, I think that's what almost happened. My stomach receptors were not functioning properly. Maybe because it was so warm, the wires probably got shot, I don't know.

Against better judgement, I ordered another glass and finished that one as well.

Wow! Wasn't that refreshing, eh?

I ended up walking home like a crab.

Lesson of the day: When the damn stomach receptors fail, listen to the brain, dammit :P

Ever since I've gotten the staff parking in the basement, I've been coming in around 8.00 a.m. to work, instead of my usual 7.00 a.m.

The only reason I came in at 7 was because I wanted to get that free open air parking by the side of the road. Now that I don't have to beat the crowd to it, I thought I could sleep in a little later and wake up later and get to work by the official time, 8 a.m.

Strangely, I've found it not so good for me to come in that 'late'. I'd much rather come in earlier than anyone else, get everything done, and leave on time. Rather than come in later, have to stay back and going home miserable.

And so, this morning, I wandered in at 7 a.m. again. Ah, how nice to be the first person to walk into the office. The peace and quiet! No phones ringing. No one talking. Just me and my laptop and my cup of coffee.

How I've missed this :)

This is me at work today. Everyone else in KL is off shaking legs at home because it is a public holiday for them.

Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy meeeeeeeeeeeeee*slides down wall*.

I am looking at the new calendar I have sitting on my desk. This is the calendar given to me by a vendor.

*squint*

I don't like it. There's no inspirational photo on it. The layout does not seem entirely user friendly. I. Don't. Like. It. *pouts*

It's only got some picture of eyes staring back at me *spooks~!* and the words that read "A journey of a thousand miles must begins with a single step".

Yes, you read it right the first time, I didn't spell it wrong. It really did read as " ... must begins with a single step...". Fail la the English *hiaks hiaks hiaks*