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Thursday, April 30, 2009

whaddup peEps.. ahahhakz.. anyone miss me? or did everyone hit me?




































**cricket cricket**





ahahkz.. kk so i'm back after a long rest.. ahahkz.. busy lah.. with school.. alot of homeworks, projects, tutorials.. ya right.. aahahkz.. for those who don't know (and for those who know, i wanna just emphasize), i'm done with school!!(Fido will be like "shuttup hakkim!!", then i'll say "alkvhoei", then he goes "ah??" and the whole room will go "TAIKK!!!" including Acap with his loudhailer.. btw ibnu, you're going down!!) ahahakz.. no more classes.. no lectures, no labs, no fyp, no iap, no TEP, no TPE, no SLE, no PIE.. ahahahkz.. no crickets? i killed them all already.. and yup.. waiting for NS.. and like usual.. i'm working.. as a maid.. a very hardworking one.. sleep.. wake up.. eat.. sleep.. go out.. sleep.. hardworking right? ahahakz..

kk lemmme tell you a legendary story.. it happened yesterday.. legend i tell you.. ahahakz..i met the legendary Sang Nila Utama in person!! ahahkz.. legend right? okay no.. firstly the lanyard on my phone snapped so for the rest of the day i had to hold it in my hand.. then while transferring the mattresses into the lift, my phone dropped right at the entrance of the lift.. at first it fell flat on the floor, after which it bounces back up and then dropped in a vertical position and nicely went thru the gap which separates the inside and the outside of the lift.. ahahkz.. i was like.. fish!!! ahahkz.. out of the soooooo many ways it can land.. soooooooooooo many ways, it chose to land in that shitty manner thru the gap.. ahahahkz..

luckily the SA was still open so i went there to seek help.. while i listened Mr Wee's consoling words, Mr Arshad called for help from the technicians and asked me to wait at the lift.. so i did after informing coach to contact Raddy if he need to get to me and informing my girl that i don't have my phone.. after which the technician(who doesn't look like one) came, looked at me, then the lift, then looked at me again, then the lift, then looked at me again, and the lift before asking me if i'm the one who lost my phone.. ahahkz.. he then made the lift go to level 4 and the moment the lift door closed, he pry the door open..

then while holding the door open, he asked me to jump down and grab my phone quickly before the lift come back down to the ground floor.. so i quickly jump in to get my phone.. it was quite a height, around a good 2-3 metres or so.. after getting the pieces of my phone, i realised that it was too high for me to climb back out.. then my worst fear happened the lift started decending.. i panicked and asked the technician for help but it was in vain as he was keeping the door open and just my luck nobody was walking past the lift! then the technician said he'll be back and let go of the door and with a loud bang the door closed and there i was in complete darkness not knowing what's going on.. then moments later.. PIAK!!! i became a milky prata!! ahahahkz.. k actually you peeps can just skip this paragraph lah.. so continuing from the previous paragraph..

after prying the door open, he used this small simple tool to keep the door open and then jumped down to retrieve my phone which was still in one piece then climbing back out as a human.. not a prata or thosai or sth.. ahahaahkz.. yup that's it.. quite an experience.. ahahakz.. so here's the list of list of response from ppl after getting to know what happened to my phone..


Khai a.k.a ramos : hakkiiiiimm!!! *long long pause* macam maner??


Fido: aaaaaaaaaargh!!! *speechless*


Jun ming: wah steady!! means if i call you now can hear your ringtone coming from the lift arh? come on man.. let's try..


Amy from SA: my gooodness..


Mr Arshad from SA: whoooah.. okay which lift is it?


Cinnonet: ouh lobang lift? ingat jatoh dalam longkang(??) abeh ader air and i was thinking of the worst case scenario.. blah blah blah..( ahahahahhakz..)




alright so if you guys want to know, here're Mr Wee's consoling words..

Mr Wee: wah how come your phone can fall thru the gap?

Mee: (i explained to him accompanied with gestures and ending with..) but i don't really care about the phone lah sir.. i'm more worried about the contacts..

Mr Wee: (shaking his head) but your contacts in your phone or sim card? i think your phone is broken to pieces already after the fall..

Mee: (after remembering that my contacts are stored in phone memory) hopefully not lah.. but don't think soo lah.. cos my phone quite durable..

Mr Wee: which floor were you at when you dropped you phone?

Mee: the second floor(fyi the lift starts from the second floor, no first floor at that block)

Mr Wee: but still it's quite a height before it reaches the floor you noe.. confirm break one..

Mee: *pause for a period of time* okay.. i think i should start praying that my phone is in one piece..

Mr Wee: i think when he open the lift door you can only see the pieces of your phone..

Mee: erm... okay okay i pray..


ahahahkz.. it made me feel alot better.. ahahakz.. A LOT better.. ahahakz.. yeah but i think Mr Wee's words are quite helpful if my phone breaks into pieces and also if it's still in one piece.. what do i mean? if it's in pieces, at least i'm already expecting it and it wouldn't be much of a shocker to me.. and if it's in one piece, it'll make me appreciate the value of my phone more.. ahahkz.. true? well that's how wise Mr Wee is.. i think.. ahahakz.. alright that's it.. i'll be back soon ya? ahahkz.. later peepss..


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