well, the readmalaysia book fair was held in mines resort city in the exhibition hall. it was huge but they only had a small section for English books. most of the books were of Chinese language and malay language. the MPH booth was really awesome. the prices were not to say that attractive but they were alright.
i reached there around 1.30 on Sunday. it was the last day of the fair. i was hoping for last minute discounts but was disappointed. the books were stacked up high in all the booths. i had my eyes on Jodi picoult's Plain Truth. i really wanted that book. i was glancing around the booths before deciding to go back to the MPH one to get the book. it was RM 10 cheaper meaning it was at RM 24.40. my sister bought robin sharma's The Saint, The Surfer, and The CEO and chicken soup for the girl's soul.
the trip was great actually. later, we went to midvalley megamall for the global Indian shopping festival. my mom wanted to just 'experience' the atmosphere there. we were there for about three hours. and guess what we didn't have lunch. yes, we were so caught up with books and the shopping festival that we forgot to eat.
anyways, everything went according to plan. now it's time for me to maybe take a break from all the travelling . yeah right!! i still have moral folio to do with my revision. it's going to be a heck of a day to do.
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Sunday, June 7, 2009
Sunday, December 7, 2008
A flat TYRE........(weeee, fun ain't it)
OK, this happened yesterday. we (meaning; me, mum, dad, sister, brother) were heading to the beach. it was about 5.00 pm. my dad was free so we planned to go to the beach for a stroll. you know, its been long since the last time we went to the beach. it had just stopped raining, the puddles of mud and rain water, here and there, had filled the potholes.
my dad was driving the car. my mum beside and the three of us in the back seat. (yeah, i guess you are picturing a perfect little family going on a sweet trip.....hahaha, you are so wrong, me and my siblings in the same car, havoc will be taking over). the car was going smooth until it accidentally bumped into a POTHOLE, (where we would discover later that was the cause for the flat tyre). well, we just kept going since it didn't seem to affect the momentum of the car. there was a lorry driver who went pass us who was waving his hands frantically yelling something that i couldn't hear. well, like most Malaysians, my dad assumed that the door on my mum's side was not shut properly, so we decided to stop and take a look.
we were near Springhill when we saw the flat tyre. well, we had a plan. a PLAN (muahahahahaah, you go to the middle of the road and stop a car and we will ask the guy to help us and when he gets down we will 'hijack' his car and head off to beach). the plan was to call a friend of ours to come and help (obviously we needed help, seeing the circumstances that we didn't bring a jack). so the friend came and brought his jack along. after possibly 10 minutes , we got to know that the friend (lets just call him sathi) forgot to bring the thingamajig (that's what i call things that i don't know the name of) that was supposed to lift the jack. then, sathi brought all other family members excluding me, my dad, and my brother.
after another 10 minutes, the thingamajig arrived. then we got to work. lift the car to a suitable height. then, unscrew the bolts of the flat tyre. thank God , the spare tyre was in good condition. the spare tyre was bolted with the same bolts of the flat tyre. after tightening the bolts, the jack was 'unjacked' (if that makes sense to you), and my dad started to drive. not even a foot away from the place we fixed it, the tyre gave us the impression that it was about to come loose. yeah, you guessed. back to the 'jack-ing'. only then we realised that the bolts for the spare tyre was different from the one in the flat tyre. unscrew bolts, screw in the correct bolts, and tighten it. the car was , finally, moving smoothly without any interruptions.
by the time all this was done, we were dead tired (by 'we' i mean me) . we went to sathi's house and went out for dinner with sathi's family. haiz, damn fun, uh?
lessons we re definitely learnt. first, if you are rich, get a driver. if you are moderate, like me, or poor, get a car jack. then, make sure you screw in the correct bolts. hahahahahaha
my dad was driving the car. my mum beside and the three of us in the back seat. (yeah, i guess you are picturing a perfect little family going on a sweet trip.....hahaha, you are so wrong, me and my siblings in the same car, havoc will be taking over). the car was going smooth until it accidentally bumped into a POTHOLE, (where we would discover later that was the cause for the flat tyre). well, we just kept going since it didn't seem to affect the momentum of the car. there was a lorry driver who went pass us who was waving his hands frantically yelling something that i couldn't hear. well, like most Malaysians, my dad assumed that the door on my mum's side was not shut properly, so we decided to stop and take a look.
we were near Springhill when we saw the flat tyre. well, we had a plan. a PLAN (muahahahahaah, you go to the middle of the road and stop a car and we will ask the guy to help us and when he gets down we will 'hijack' his car and head off to beach). the plan was to call a friend of ours to come and help (obviously we needed help, seeing the circumstances that we didn't bring a jack). so the friend came and brought his jack along. after possibly 10 minutes , we got to know that the friend (lets just call him sathi) forgot to bring the thingamajig (that's what i call things that i don't know the name of) that was supposed to lift the jack. then, sathi brought all other family members excluding me, my dad, and my brother.
after another 10 minutes, the thingamajig arrived. then we got to work. lift the car to a suitable height. then, unscrew the bolts of the flat tyre. thank God , the spare tyre was in good condition. the spare tyre was bolted with the same bolts of the flat tyre. after tightening the bolts, the jack was 'unjacked' (if that makes sense to you), and my dad started to drive. not even a foot away from the place we fixed it, the tyre gave us the impression that it was about to come loose. yeah, you guessed. back to the 'jack-ing'. only then we realised that the bolts for the spare tyre was different from the one in the flat tyre. unscrew bolts, screw in the correct bolts, and tighten it. the car was , finally, moving smoothly without any interruptions.
by the time all this was done, we were dead tired (by 'we' i mean me) . we went to sathi's house and went out for dinner with sathi's family. haiz, damn fun, uh?
lessons we re definitely learnt. first, if you are rich, get a driver. if you are moderate, like me, or poor, get a car jack. then, make sure you screw in the correct bolts. hahahahahaha
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
....trip to KL tower....
people,
i just got back from my little trip to the KL tower. and yeah (for those ignorant ones) that building is damn tall and the fourth tallest in the world. actually i went there because my dad was being awarded some award for being best at his job. there were other people there too. it was some competition at his workplace and he won it (champion, man.). whose father he is? mine, what.PROUD OF HIM.
anyways. we reached there around 12.30 pm . there we went up this extremely fast elevator. it was so fast. i could literally see it took seconds to go up to 250 meters above ground. it was fun. when it was going elevating we were all having ear block and we started to yawn ourselves out of it.
the lunch was at this extremely cool restaurant. it was moving. yeah, kinda. it was like moving. yeah. in Malay that restaurant is called RESTOREN BERPUTAR. yeah it was fun. i was sitting at the right place with the twin towers to my view. a few minutes i (actually...hmmmmm) paid attention to somebody speak and the twin towers was gone. vanished. i was sitting with a view of clouds. that's when i noticed that the restaurant was moving. it was so cool.
the food there is A-W-E-S-O-M-E = DELICIOUS. they had the normal local food which all standard buffet lunches have, everything tasted so good. then, i moved on to the western style buffet. OH MY GOSH. it was a dream come true for a food lover like me. they had (let me take a deep breath) pasta, sushi (i didn't taste that), thousand island salad, potato salad, fried potatoes, lasagna, baked potatoes, roasted chicken, (something like) grilled fish, toast,and yeah loads and loads more. now for the main attraction. D-E-S-E-R-T-S. OK really. the deserts there were the best i have ever tasted. wait a minute, I NEVER TASTED HALF THE DESERTS THERE BEFORE. really, its true. they had chocolate cake, chocolate fudge, chocolate moose. chocolate pie, peanut pie, a variety of biscuits, a variety of ice creams,bread and butter, hot chocolate fudge, cream caramel, and loads more (which i can't remember).
to think i would waste my chance to taste everything, shame on you. i ate everything. yes, EVERYTHING. from the local cuisine to the western ones (except sushi, i don't like raw fish), and the deserts. yes, every single one of them. they were all delicious especially the deserts. loved them. all chocolates are my favourite.
the view from up there is so cool. cars appear to be more like ants and humans are microscopic. one of my dad's friends said that when they saw using a binoculars into building, they spotted someone not working but sleeping on their desk. yeah, we were laughing about it on our journey back home. everything was so cool.
i will be posting photos later so if you want to look at how great the tower is, then visit my page later (meaning in a weeks time).
i got to go now people. must start doing some amount of job to lose the weight i have gained from eating all those highly recommended stuff. haiz.
i just got back from my little trip to the KL tower. and yeah (for those ignorant ones) that building is damn tall and the fourth tallest in the world. actually i went there because my dad was being awarded some award for being best at his job. there were other people there too. it was some competition at his workplace and he won it (champion, man.). whose father he is? mine, what.PROUD OF HIM.
anyways. we reached there around 12.30 pm . there we went up this extremely fast elevator. it was so fast. i could literally see it took seconds to go up to 250 meters above ground. it was fun. when it was going elevating we were all having ear block and we started to yawn ourselves out of it.
the lunch was at this extremely cool restaurant. it was moving. yeah, kinda. it was like moving. yeah. in Malay that restaurant is called RESTOREN BERPUTAR. yeah it was fun. i was sitting at the right place with the twin towers to my view. a few minutes i (actually...hmmmmm) paid attention to somebody speak and the twin towers was gone. vanished. i was sitting with a view of clouds. that's when i noticed that the restaurant was moving. it was so cool.
the food there is A-W-E-S-O-M-E = DELICIOUS. they had the normal local food which all standard buffet lunches have, everything tasted so good. then, i moved on to the western style buffet. OH MY GOSH. it was a dream come true for a food lover like me. they had (let me take a deep breath) pasta, sushi (i didn't taste that), thousand island salad, potato salad, fried potatoes, lasagna, baked potatoes, roasted chicken, (something like) grilled fish, toast,and yeah loads and loads more. now for the main attraction. D-E-S-E-R-T-S. OK really. the deserts there were the best i have ever tasted. wait a minute, I NEVER TASTED HALF THE DESERTS THERE BEFORE. really, its true. they had chocolate cake, chocolate fudge, chocolate moose. chocolate pie, peanut pie, a variety of biscuits, a variety of ice creams,bread and butter, hot chocolate fudge, cream caramel, and loads more (which i can't remember).
to think i would waste my chance to taste everything, shame on you. i ate everything. yes, EVERYTHING. from the local cuisine to the western ones (except sushi, i don't like raw fish), and the deserts. yes, every single one of them. they were all delicious especially the deserts. loved them. all chocolates are my favourite.
the view from up there is so cool. cars appear to be more like ants and humans are microscopic. one of my dad's friends said that when they saw using a binoculars into building, they spotted someone not working but sleeping on their desk. yeah, we were laughing about it on our journey back home. everything was so cool.
i will be posting photos later so if you want to look at how great the tower is, then visit my page later (meaning in a weeks time).
i got to go now people. must start doing some amount of job to lose the weight i have gained from eating all those highly recommended stuff. haiz.
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