My lunch, at a minimal helping.
Sometimes I get so bored of the choice of food around my office area that I resort to buying some from the mamak shop. Despite requesting for very little rice, and as you can see, a bit of four-angled beans and 2 small pieces of curry chicken, I was taken aback by the cost.
“WHY is it so expensive? This is really little rice!” I complained to the cashier.
The cashier rudely rolled his eyes at me and rambled, “Aiya, this is considered cheap! I’d charge RM4.00 but I’m giving you a discount already!”
I fumed and went back to the office, complained to my colleagues about the mamak shop always ripping me off. The last time I was there, he charged me RM1.20 for Roti Kosong, when it’s RM0.80. But at that time, I was late for work and I didn’t have time to argue. (Hmmmmm, clearly I was at fault. I should have argued with him!)
Anyway, I SWEAR I am boycotting the stupid shop! Malay mixed rice is always cheaper than mamak. No offence, but it’s the truth.
My lunch cost RM3.00. I was so dissatisfied with it.
I’m sorry to be complaining a lot, but all is well, I cook at home and bring it to work for lunch nowadays. ;D
On Monday, I received an email from Tim informing me that there is one competition by Chipster @ http://www.chipster.com.my by the name “Nothing Else Matters” that I should join. He wants me to prepare a draft for him to review by Wednesday.
Cannot la,, so short notice. I can’t churn out blog entries like a biscuits at a biscuit factory! But in any event, I accepted the task and cracked my head for an idea.
Chipster?? I’ve never heard of it! I quickly browsed through the website, read some interesting stuff like the various methods one can try to eat their Chipster e.g. eat it with nasi lemak or dip them in your favourite sauce.
The rules are quite simple. Take a picture of yourself or a friend with a packet of chipster and then edit it accordingly. The theme should be “Nothing Else Matters”.
And the prizes are
Unfortunately, I was quite busy with work and I had no time read the rules in-depth and also to think about it.
Sounds easy huh?
On Wednesday morning.. I found this outside my house.
GOD’S GIFT FROM HEAVEN!!
My neighbor left a packet of Chipster outside my house!
I quickly register an account at Chipster.com.my and uploaded the picture for the competition.
Then I realized, it’s not that simple.
I have to merge my picture with their background in order to create an entry.
HOW TO WIN LIDDAT?!?!? FAIL.COM.
Of course, I didn’t give up.
In my room.
After erasing the background and retaining my image and chipster, you’ll see..
To those who has better art skills than I do, please join the “Nothing Else Matters” Contest @ http://www.chipster.com.my
P/S I tried the Sour Cream flavoured Chipster. It was awesome!
This chick needs fries with her shake. 😉
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During our firm’s career fair, we managed to recruit a number of students to join our post event by the name The Rush. The concept is similar with the Amazing Race save that the locations are around Klang Valley.
I teamed up with V, one of the most competitive and enthusiastic partners of the firm, fellow colleague LCB and 2 girls by the name Cherrien and Catherine.
There are around 20 teams. The organisers have appointed a supervisor for each team to ensure that they don’t cheat and comply with all given tasks.
The hardest part of this competition is waking up at 6AM on a Saturday morning. I cursed the bright fellow who fixed 730AM for registration.
On the very morning, we found out that one of the girls (our team) was wearing high heels. V forced the girl to change into a pair slipper, belonging to this driver – who wears them when he washes the car.
Our first task involves running to the LRT station to take a train to the highest flagpole in the world at Dataran Merdeka. As soon as the starting whistle blew, we rushed to the LRT station and we were among the first few teams to reach the station.
Unfortunately, the train came a bit later and hence other teams managed to catch up.
The train to Dataran Merdeka is pretty short – around 4 – 5 stops. At our 2nd stop, we realised something. We forgot about our team supervisor! We left her behind!
Although her presence is not necessary, she has to be around when the task is completed. Nevertheless, we continued without her.
Our first task in Dataran Merdeka involves looking for the following items:
(1) a Bar of soap
(2) a green ribbon
(3) a green strand of rope
(4) a stick of crayon
V: Where can we find this?
V: Let’s gooo!
Then after purchasing the bar of soap and crayons, we were told that we have to look for it around Dataran Merdeka. Bahger.
Fortunately, we managed to spot all the required items quickly and our supervisor finally found her way to Dataran Merdeka.
Upon completing the first task, we have to walk all the way to Lake Gardens to perform the second task – eat 3 durians.
We chose the smallest durians and managed to finish this task quickly. Our supervisor even ate some of our durians even though she is not supposed to do so 😛
Our next task was to head to the KL Court Complex at Jalan Duta by taxi.
Since we have 6 people in our team, we had to split into 2 groups for our taxi. The first team left with a taxi quickly. V and I flagged down another shortly. We were the leading team at that time.
While flagging for a taxi, I accidentally stepped on a nail – leaving me with a bruised foot. Fortunately, it didn’t penetrate my feet but it hurts like crap.
The subsequent task was quite easy, V and I wasn’t involved in it as our first team managed to complete it without us. Next task is to take a taxi to the National Monument. Great, our taxi just left but we can take the taxis of the later teams. However, the later teams realised that they need a taxi for the next task and immediately booked their taxi.
One team was unfortunate to have their taxi stolen by us, when V screamed at the taxi driver, “I PAY YOU RM50!!!”.
Another colleague was better, when the taxi driver told that his taxi has been booked, he said, “Yeah I know, we’re from the same company!”. The taxi driver took him.
There were 2 more tasks which involved 2 other destinations. The last and final task and destination was the KLCC Park. We have to look for a Marshall for the next clue.
One of the tasks involved dancing.
Half and hour later, the Marshall was no where to be seen. Other teams had caught up. They too had problems looking for the Marshall.
After strolling around the park, covering every possible place and spending half an hour under the hot sun, I decided to venture out into KLCC shopping mall even though the clue made no reference to KLCC shopping centre. And there, I found 2 other colleagues strolling around KLCC. They were the Marshall. O_O They were late!! I understand that we were the first team to locate the Marshall!
The clue provided by the Marshall was, “Look for the man in green, and then, in a group, recite the words “itsy bitsy spider yellow pokka dotted bikini”.
Man in green….MAN IN GREEN? WHERE TO FIND A MAN IN GREEN IN KLCC ON A SATURDAY!!?!?
Indeed it was like looking for a needle in a haystack.
In light that we’ve combed the KLCC park with no sights of any suspicious man in green, we split into 2 groups to comb the KLCC Shopping mall. Half an hour later, no sight of the bloody green man. Bahger. At that time, most of our colleagues were no where to be seen.
After combing the entire KLCC Shopping mall, we were, no doubt, very desperate. The last team would have to wear a loser tag and dance in front of everyone. We had to choice but to call another colleague for help.
F: OK HEAD TO THE END OF THE PARK AND LOOK FOR H! THE GREEN MAN IS WITH H!
We wasted our time looking for the green man in KLCC Shopping Mall. From the first team, we dropped to one of the last teams.
We ran towards the end of the park to look for the green man and eventually found the bugger. Fortunately, we were not last but one of the last teams. I immediately text one of my colleagues from one of the last teams informing her of the green man.
Upon reciting the bloody line to the bloody green man, we rushed back to the office to be greeted with rest of the teams.
We were fortunate that we didn’t emerge as the last team but indeed disappointed as we were one of the leading teams.
G the Loser!
Notwithstanding the above, we had fun. I’m glad that I participated in this event.
Oh, after the event, I went to play futsal for 2 hours, went drinking until 1am and on the next day, went rock climbing. I had to see a Doctor on Monday!
Right after the event – blisters!
When we were younger, we always wanted to be older to be treated like adults. From watching too many American programmes, we’d think that being Sweet Sixteen or 21 years of age was A Great Thing.
Now that we’re in the working world, we don’t want to be old or even look older than our age. When men mistake us to be in our late 20s or early 30s when in fact, we’re just 22, we’d be offended. Sniff. I hate being mistaken for being an auntie.
The other day, we found out that 2 of my colleagues, Mei Ni and Ke Ai, and I were born in the same year.
Ke Ai: OOoOoOooOohh, we’re of the same age, eh!
Mei Ni: We are?
Ke Ai: Ya, ya. Bimbo’s birthday in April*, she’s the elder one among us! Haha, I’m the youngest, just one week after Mei Ni!
Me: *thinking to herself* -__-
Just as another colleague walks by, Ke Ai excitedly grabs her by the arm.
Ke Ai: Hey! Guess what? The 3 of us are of the same age! CAN YOU GUESS WHICH ONE OF US IS THE ELDER ONE, and who is the younger one???
Me: (WHAT THE HELL! Must we compete with our looks?!)
The colleague looked at the 3 of us, as we stared back at her expectantly. “Er,” she started, “This is such a tough question…… Can I not answer this?”
If she had asked me, I would have told her I looked the youngest because they are just too petty like aunties. MUAHAHAHA!
Anyway, I bet Ke Ai was disappointed not to have been pointed as looking the youngest, since she asked!
*Bimbobum’s Imaginery Birthday.
Someone decided to bastardize my idol, Doraemon. Picture taken in a tshirt shop in Bangkok, Thailand.
Doraemon on the left, Doralin on the right.
The guy on the right has Doraemon’s feet!
Doraemon’s evil twin 😛
Photo Credits to: BBD
Commonly referred to as ‘farting’.
Caused by gas in the bowels – undigested food.
“There are many different reasons why our bodies produce excess gas. Diet is one. Carbohydrates produce a lot of gas because they contain a lot of sugar and starch, which easily ferment. Lactose is another contributing factor. Our bodies have a hard time digesting lactose. Yes, milk and milk products cause flatulence.” [source]
For the past 2 weeks, I thought I was being healthy by eating cereal for breakfast in the mornings. Last weekend, I decided that I had to quit eating cereal as I was farting more than usual. Ugh. I hate farting.
Instead of it being the cereal’s fault, obviously it was the milk. *droops head down* I apologise to the auntie who walked by me in the supermarket aisle as I accidentally let out a smelly one. =(
Besides baked beans, other types of food that can cause flatulence: broccoli, cabbage, cauliflower, onion, carrots, eggplants, raisins, prunes, soybeans, etc.
Now I’ve got 2 bags of unfinished cereal in my fridge. I eat them while I slurp on my mug of Milo, once in a while. It’s not the same!
Romance in the office is one of the most common cultures in many big organisations. I heard that in some law firms, when colleagues (both lawyers) get hitched, one of the has to leave the firm.
Some time back, there was another addition to our Court’s Department. A young petite girl. I have no idea what her position is.
K, one of our photocopy boys has hots over her. I’ve seen the girl spending time with him in the photocopy room. I even heard from my colleagues that they always have lunch together. Sort of like a match made in heaven couple.
So one day, while on my way back, I bumped into K in the lift.
Me: So where’s your chick?
K: Sigh..she..she’s getting engage..
Me: \(*O*)/ Is that truee????
K: Yeah.. end of this year.. She has a fiancé
K: yeah.. it’s okay I still have 10 more chicks. wahahahah
Months later, that girl got together with another photocopier boy.
Seriously, What the t00t.
I have this dilemma everytime I go to the ladies. Which cubicle do I go into?
Usually I will pick the middle one at one side of cubicles against the wall. No particular reason really. The one on its right is the squat type, which I never go for; while the other one’s door doesn’t lock right. There’s another row of three cubicles on the other side of the toilet, which brings me to my current predicament.
Then recently, I’ve read a few articles which reported that the middle cubicle of any toilet is the dirtiest of the lot because most people would choose to enter the middle one for some reason or other. Oddly enough, the first cubicle is always the cleanest.
So here I am standing in front of three cubicles at my office’s toilet. I’m left with the choice of the first or middle cubicle. The last one’s for the handicapped and I really don’t want to be caught peeing in that one cubicle with a real handicapped person waiting outside the door.
So yeah I better not go to the middle one.
But wait! What if other people have read the same articles and then are doing just that – avoiding the middle one and going to the first one! That would make the first one dirtiest!
Better go to the middle one then.
Hang on, what if those same people are thinking the exact same thing I am thinking?? That makes the middle one dirtiest!
First one then? But what if…
Oh gawd I gotta pee.
Ok let’s check the toilet rolls, the one with the smaller roll would be the one most used!
Oh crap, the first cubicle’s one is finished. Middle one then.
Crap! There is so little toilet roll here! And there’s a feeling like someone has just used the toilet [you just know these things sometimes].
ARGH I really gotta pee!!!
Ah fack it, I’m going to the handicapped one.
And this quick little banter goes on in my head every single time I go to the ladies. Sometimes I would bite the bullet and just head to the middle one. Or first one. GAH! Just don’t let me started on which cubicle I would choose if the cubicles are half-taken and you wonder which neighbouring one you rather hear from..