Sheesh
My grandmother went MIA. Geez that old lady.

At precisely 1612 (Or so-so lar...) She called and say I'm coming home now. Frankly, "I'm coming home now" doesn't seem like such a bad thing if it weren't for the fact that:
a) She has no house key so how the feck does she get into the house? That's right, I'm suppose to be the guard dog. (Arf, arf)
b) She doesn't have a handphone (God forbid she wouldn't even recognise one if she sees it) and therefore I have no way of knowing when she has reached the house
c) The freaking doorbell DOES NOT WORK (urgh, can't my father get off his lazy butt and fix it for once?)
d) Coming home aka coming from my uncle's house which is as near as from Taylor's to Sunway and she's a 90 ++ Is she planning to walk the whole way?(Helloooo, just because she used to be young doesn't mean she's young and agile now).
e) I NEED TO SHOWER to get ready to go out for a girls' night out with Eugenie but I don't dare to in case she reaches the house when I'm showering.

So there I was sitting like there's a crab in my pants because I kept jumping up and down to rush down and check if she reached the house every 10 minutes.

By 1630 or so I was starting to panic

By 1643 I had to report to my sergent aka my mom that my grandma had planned to walk home from god knows how far and had not shown up.

By 1720-ish it started raining, heavily. So by then I was like, 'Ah! What the heck! I don't give a damn!' and I finally went for my shower.

By 1802 I called my mom and she goes "Owh, I'm picking your grandmother..."

WTF?! Sheesh lar....
I'll never worry for your safety again. Too much stress and grey hairs and not worth my time...

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Lousy fate
Owh.My.God.

I meet Ben today.

Okay, not meet as per say, more like saw (God forbid I'd freak out if I really had to talk to him) To be truthful, I didn't even notice the guy, and when I did, I didn't even recognise him...=.=
I think my brain has permanently blotched out his face; adding to the fact that I've blocked him on my msn, and deleted off his phone number, I'd say I've done a pretty good job in erasing his existence. (Crap! I didn't delete his number! Note to self: Must delete evil number)

In case yer all are wondering who Ben is,
actually....
none of you(any of my avid readers...) would know anyways~~
except for Chern Lyan (and Therese but I doubt she reads this blog..)

So, anywhoo...the worst of worst luck had to be that my PARENTS recognised him (I swear that was one hell of a bad dinner because I kept pretending I don't remember the guy and my mom kept asking...Haiz)

Got to go sacrifice a chicken and pray to whatever deity that like to make people's lives miserable to spare mine and HOPEFULLY he doesn't recognise me (due to the fact that I was owh-so-kind last week and decided to unblock a few of my contacts) and msn or whatever.

On the brighter note, he doesn't give me the icky feeling anymore (thank goodness...)

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Shopping blues...

I'm upset.

Someone stole my shirt!

Okay, not stole as per say, more like some warmongering, discount grabbing, shirt stealing FEMALE took it...err..I mean bought it...

Confused? well let's start from the beginning.

Last week I went to MNG, saw two shirts and bought one; big mistake. Since then the other shirt (blouse more like it) has been haunting my every waking moments. I kept thinking should I have bought it, should I have bought it? (for all you ladies out there, when you start thinking things like this, it's a sure sign that you should have bought it and you WANT to buy it).

What brought on this sudden change of mind you might ask?
Well, one day I decided to open my closet (I do open it everyday) and take a good look at my wardrobe and I discovered I'm severely lacking in white shirts! (only one actually). In fact, my whole closet is pretty much...black.
Besides that I find myself missing any nice looking blouse, as in something more feminine instead of those slap-on, casual, BLACK tees. Well, since this particular shirt was looking awfully feminine, I thought 'Hmm...I'd make a nice addition to my closet. One white spot in the sea of black. One nice feminine-ness in all that, not so feminine-ness.'

So, with that in mind, I determinedly marched back to MNG (with my mother in tow of course, =P) to look for THE shirt; and guess what...IT'S GONE! gone, gone GONE! Owh, the horror! THE horror! So, before I started cursing up a storm, I decided to turn the place upside down before I officially proclaimed that all hope was lost (which I felt kinda bad because the salesperson was trying to fold the clothes as fast as I was trashing them). Alas, all hope IS gone apparently. There's not even a single M or L (I'd even settle for those...I think...), what more to say S, T_T *sobs*!

I shall go and wallow in my misery and curse my idiocy.

P.S. Please note that this post is purely BS. I'm not wallowing in my misery (a bit), I'm not angsting my ass off (slighty) and I'm not peeved. (much - I'll kill the female that took my shirt...)

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Nottingham
Okay, this morning, I had a minor heart attack, no worries folks! I'm still alive and healthy enough to blog! Anyways, I had the Nottingham office to thank for that little minor shock. Apparently I decided to call them up and they happily tell me:

Me: I'd like to ask bout the twinning program

Head of Department: Owh, we don't have a twinning program, all our degrees are done locally.

Me: (shit!) Okay...

Head of Department: May I know who you are?

Me: I'm Audrey Tan and actually (sweetly) I sent you and email a week ago asking bout your twinning program but you never reply.

Head of Department: Owh...

Ah, small panic folks, apparently their program is called TRANSFER and not TWINNING!. Stupid idiot people with all the idiot words. I think I'll just go over to KL and settle everything in person which is so much better and faster. Hmm...air asia tickets!

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