Had the longest day of the week yesterday with the three long lectures. Business Law with Dr. Vanitha was amusing, Accounting B with the lecturer-who's-name-suddenly-slips-my-mind was unbearable as usual, and through Macroeconomics trying to look like I was paying attention to his grandfather stories.

Yesterday was also the day of the library fiasco. Read below if you haven't already. It's a sad, sad, sob story.

After the whole library incident, I forced myself to the comp labs and made a little progress on the assignment at a pace equivalent to that of a crippled tortoise. Gee.

Left at 6-plus for dinner with Mary, Ben and Marcus to pasar malam. Had dinner at Kayu, which for some reason, amused Ben greatly.

First of all, you need to be exposed to these two most disturbingly creative people that I have ever known.


People, meet A. And meet B. You know me and Mary.

Now that the introductions have been made, we're all set.

We sat outside for a change, and in pure jakun fashion, B got all excited at the sight of the chairs. Why, you might ask.


Ironic, isn't it?

B: (tries to be Melayu) Eh, kerusi tu bukan o-ree-gi-nal kah-yoo! Itu beh-si!

Haha! :D

Nvrm, fine.

They made suggestive anatomical innuendos when I oh-so-innocently asked them why they didn't use the lime in the maggi goreng.

Nvrm, fine. Still fine.

Then, they enlightened me on some of the creative new names they created for some people they know.

Enter Exhibit C: TEH straw.

B got so excited about the names that they cleverly gave that he leaned down in a moment of exhilaration, and his left nostril got severely acquainted with Exhibit C, which was still in his cup of teh ais at that particular moment.

To put things simply, Mary and I were kept VERY entertained.

See. Give names somemore la.

So, with that lesson learnt, we all knew it was a only a matter of time before the other genius got acquainted with something else.

Left Kayu's and went jalan-jalan in the pasar malam; A decided to buy fried chicken. He pushed his way through a few aunties carrying handfuls, to choose the piece of chicken he wanted. At the same time, one of the aunties carrying a broomstick chose to swivel around very quickly.

We nearly had a reenactment of TEH straw moment. Only with something bigger in diameter.

The broomstick she was carrying missed by a cm. ONE centimetre, I tell you! Close call.

LMAO!

Straw, or broomstick up your nose? You choose, hee.

Karma comes back to bite you in the ass, I tell you.

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Other pictures of yesterday-

I came home after pasar malam, and Eve says that they had spaghetti and Swedish Ikea meatballs for dinner.



Right. What she means to say, maggi mee and Hakka pork-balls. -_-"


Looks like I'm not the only England fan around, eh. :D Pic credit to Miz Mary.