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Sunday, March 20, 2005


Hype Usually Disappoints

I wonder why Malaysians keep promoting Petaling Street to our foreign friends.(though our online version of it IS worth the promotion)

My dad dropped me, my mum, my Aunt Ping, her son Yong and his HK gf, Pearl at Petaling Street after dinner. I haven't been to Petaling Street in awhile and was looking forward to see what wares are there for me to spend my easy-earned allowances on. I don't understand WHY people even go there.

The first shop we went to was quite a nice accessories shop selling cheap hair stuff. Chopsticks for Rm1.50 each? That SHOULD be the price of chopsticks everywhere! Cousin's GF, Pearl, Mum and me bought some hair stuff from the guy. A claw hair clip, four chopsticks, three scrunchies, one hair pin? Only for Rm11.80? Very good!

Obviously once you make a purchase, you are a happier person right? Petaling Street can really make you sad.

There isn't even two metres in between each row of stalls. How the hell to walk? Sweaty Malaysians, Australians, Englishmen, Americans etc etc slide pass each other, literally. When I shop I don't want to be touching strangers! The crowd is so bad you can't even stop to look at the things they are selling.

NOT like there are things worth buying.

Oh! Pearl was passing by this chestnut stall and the hawker offered her one as a sample. I came up to them and I was also offered a chestnut. I tasted it and didn't really fancy having more so I moved into the handphone covers stall next door. Apparently, when I was gone, this was what happened:

My Aunty Ping came up to them and was also offered a sample. So my Aunty didn't like it either and was just slowly nibbling at it. The man then asked my cousin Yong if we would like to buy some. So my cousin brother asked for the least which was Rm2 for 150g.

The man then lost his temper and said, "Lei tei gom tor yan lor gom siu?"(There are so many of you yet you take so little?)

My cousin then said, "Hui tei tu ng chung yi sek"(They also don't like to eat).

The hawker grumbled, "Sek tou kom song,"(Eat until so nice). He directed that comment at my aunty who was still nibbling at the roasted chestnut daintily.

The hawker continued, "Lei tei sek chor ngo tit fung lut kom tor, ngo mai sit pun?"(You guys ate so many of my roasted chestnut, it'd be a loss for me right?) So Pearl got abit peeved and said, "Ngo mai ke leong man ge lah lei mai lor fan sum lap lor!!"(I buy RM2 worth of roasted chestnuts and you can take back three roasted chestnuts!) It was out of anger that she said it.

You know what the stupid hawker did? He actually took back three roasted chestnuts!

My cousin Yong lost his temper and asked my Aunty Ping who was still nibbling the chestnut daintily to return that half a chestnut to the stupid hawker. He put it on the table and the hawker shouted in disgust, "SEK JOR YAT PUN CHAU PEI FAN AR?"(You've eaten half of it and you want to return it to me?!) So my cousin Yong threw it away, I mean it is a disgusting thing to do. But com'n! Customer service?!

So they didn't want to pick a fight with the hawker and walked away. Then the stupid hawker shouted after them, "Sek Sek Sek, FAN HUI OR SEI HEI LA". LOL. Let me translate this word by word. (EAT EAT EAT, GO HOME GO AND SHIT IT OUT UNTIL YOU DIE LA!!)..LOL. What a horrible hawker! 0_0

My mother asked me to be specific about which hawker it was since there are two. Well, it's the one next to the handphone stall and the hawker looks abit like the chapfan man in Mee Yoke.

Actually Petaling Street is very scary. All the vendors there are so freaky because they will call after you if you so much as glance at their items. If you take a step forward to their shop, they will start to put that particular item in a plastic bag for you already. Besides, it is so boring. They sell the same things! Every 3 to 4 shops and you get a repeat. It is just fake branded shirts, ugly cheap watches, dvds, fake branded bags and then fake branded shoes. The quality of the things just screams, "FROM PETALING STREET, UGH" and they are selling it at such high prices!! I can get similiar items(obviously not branded ones) for so much cheaper!

So what's all this rave about cheap things from Petaling Street? They have a starting price of RM200 for a 'designer bag' that at a glance people will immediately know it is from Petaling Street. If you are a person who needs to accessorise with OTT branded goods, you'll obviously be buying the real McCoy rather than bluffing yourself and the people around you with those degrading things. If you can't afford the designer bags, obviously you're someone who has no need for designer bags. And the t-shirts? HELLO. RM40 for a t-shirt? Why is that cheap again? IT'S NOT EVEN REAL!!

Petaling Street is only appealing for people who have never seen cheap things in their lives before. I've been to Sunway Pyramid, Malacca, Midvalley, Sg.Wang etc etc and I've seen things that I want for so much less, so it just really spoils it for me when I visit that sauna we call Petaling Street.

By the way, it is a dumb idea to put that green thing above our heads. Doesn't it resemble a green house? It does have the green house effect by the way.

Besides the stuffiness of the place, sliding limbs with other shoppers and stupid stingy hawkers, there are a few snippets of conversations that we managed to catch along the way.

There was a vendor who was making small talk with a customer. He asked the foreigner, "So where are you from, sir?" The customer replied cooly, "From a very poor country."

I was walking by this stall and one of the vendors timidly said, "er, m-mis-ss a-a-r.." and was cut off by the laughter of his other vendor friends and they shouted at him, "Hahaha, lei hai kom ngai ge meh?"(Hahaha, you call out like that wan ar?) Sort of like a trainee vendor I should think. Do they even have to go through training?!

Sigh. Dear Malaysians, if you have excess money to spend, don't bother going back there. Not worth the sweat, literally. Just let our tourists be wowed by it. You want cheap things? Come to me, I'll show you where.

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Earlier in the day, I brought them to KLCC and towards the end of our trip, my Aunty Ping wanted to check out Aseana.

Aseana is a VEP(Very Expensive Place). I hate VEPs! It makes me feel very sad.

They had this rack selling 70% and 80% discounted clothes. Obviously you'll feel happy right when you see such discounts?

How about RM1250 for a piece? A sheer kebaya for RM1250? And on a rack where germs from the filthy public can fall upon the material? THESE THINGS SHOULD BE PUT IN GLASS CASINGS WHERE HIGHLY TRAINNED PROFESSIONALS CAN TAKE IT OUT AND LAY IT UPON A VELVET SURFACE FOR YOU TO ADMIRE.

My cousin Yong and me were discussing how many trips we can take out of Malaysia and how many handphones we can get with that amount of money. Sigh.

I know they are designer stuff but what is the rasional, really?

We walked into this shop(we were the only customers, obviously) which has designer labels of all kinds with the ugliest clothes you have ever seen. Even Melinda Looi's creations there were pretty disappointing. Amidst the ugly sequinned things that can never be carried off by anyone other than models was a sofa set with a table in the middle. My tired mother, cousin Yong and Pearl sat there while my Aunty Ping peered around the shop inquisitively. (I asked her why she liked those VEPs, to which she replied, "I pretend I am at an art exhibition where I am surrounded by beautiful things!") So I joined my family at that tiny seating area amidst clothes than can pay for my education.

On the table, there was this pathetic looking fake plant with bright bloomed pink flowers stuck onto brances and the plant was without leaves. So I was telling my cousin Yong that the plant isn't scientifically correct. Without photosynthesis, how can the plant have such nice bloomed flowers?? Then he nodded his head intellectually and went on about how if the soil is full of nutrient, that would be possible. I nodded my head intellectually back at him. My mum and pearl then joined in the discussion with some Q&A's. Our conversation then led on to a topic about how expensive the clothes are and why are they so expensive.

I then piped up and said, "Do you realize we are just sitting here in a VERY VERY EXPENSIVE PLACE and discussing about the logic behind their decorative plant AND complaning about their overpriced items despite being their only customers?!" My Aunty Ping then said, "Yea, all we need is some McDonald's take-away to complete the picture."

LOL. We are such cheapos.

However, Times Square was farrrr better compared to KLCC where I could afford zero things from the 2nd floor to the 4th floor. At least in Times Square, there are so many shops there that they don't even care if it is branded or not. Hell, I saw a sundress in Geb for Rm19.90!! Didn't have enough time to stop for a look. So sad. Must make a trip there!


Taken from Kinokuniya's window! The workers at KLCC park cleaning the bottom of the fountain with some vacuuming device! So it is very shallow. I see.


The latest Marian Keyes book. 3 months ago it was RM60+. Now it is half the price! Of course must buy la!


Rm3.50 for a jar! Mini jar actually. But it is those multi-hued glitter that at its cheapest is usually RM11.50. And this are stationary glitter. I have never seen such beautiful stationary glitter. Perfect for making cards and decorating nails.


Got this at Times Square's Bonita! Another nice Bonita! I couldn't resist this pair! It had BABY BLUE GLITTER. I love Baby blue. I love glitter. There is no better reason to buy it. It's RM16. But hey, love overcomes money anytime.


Ooooo..look at the beautiful baby blue glitter. Heart,heart. Anyone remembers by Nose clogs I bought last year somewhere in September? It had a transparent strap with a babyblue glittery flower right in the middle? Well, the exact same shade of glitter. Wonderful.


My purchases from that accessories shop on Petaling Street. RM1 for the velvet-ish scrunchie and RM1.50 for each of the chop stick.

Jayelle's back and neck ached at 3:33:33 am
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Thursday, March 17, 2005


That Scarecrow Girl

Had that much needed break from monotonity(yes, I don't care if it is or is not a word.*looks at you challengingly*).

Went to McD's in SS19 with Mel, Esther and Hsien this afternoon just for ice cream! I know, ice-cream at McDonalds? We're not rich enough these days to frequent Haagen Daz, Baskin and the likes.

The kiamsiapest of all kiamsiap McDonald's customers are actually the four of us. Between the four of us, we shared ONE McFlurry, ONE ice lemon tea, ONE Coke, One large fries, ONE medium fries, ONE Ice-cream sundae. Oh, and heaps of those free pepper+salt+tomato+chilli. Well, as long as moolah is saved, I'm prepared to even swirl my bra on top of my head and say, "Heyho, papaya milk is the way to go."

Was great fun making each other laugh our asses off. Take for instance Su-Hsien's narration of her friend Li Suen's reaction when they finally discovered their subject teacher's full (indian)name.

The poor guy's name is Gobinathan Muthusamy Marimuthu. Yes, I know he has names enough for three Indian men. Hahahaha.

So Hsien's friend Li Suen proceeds to recite his name and claps her hand at every syllable. LOL. I was falling off my chair laughing at the way it was said. LOL. She clapped her hands at every syllable because it was so catchy. HAHAHAHA.

I was telling the girls about Su-Chien's big reaction when she saw split ends on hair for the first time in her life. On my hair, by the way. Her eyes opened big big and she peered closely and inspected it at every angle while making in-awe sounds.

I then lifted up some of my hair for the girls to see and how was I to know that there were two other jakuns who have never seen split ends in their entire lives either.

Am I the only one entitled to unfortunate hair?


...as the cowboy rode his horse into the sunset, he stops to admire the way the dried grass along the road catches the evening sunlight....

DOESN'T IT LOOK LIKE DRIED GRASS TO YOU? THAT'S MY HAIR WITH MY TABLE AS A BACKGROUND. I SO NEED A TRIM *and* A TREATMENT.

To quote Su-Hsien when I grabbed my hair and piled it on top of my head and said I have the world's worst hair: "At this moment, yes."


Look at that split end! Ohmigod!


And the texture of two strands of hair from the same head!(MINE!).
One so fat, one so thin! What's happening to me?

Then we moved on to happier topics like having almost the entire gang appearing in Seventeen this month! Mel suggested we scour SS19 for the magazine. We were in doubts because, really? SS19 is definitely not the place to go for magazines. As we were walking down the row of pointless shops, I made lame jokes like pointing at the chinese herbal shop and Poh Kong and suggested we go in to check because they may stock them. Then we passed by the one shop that obviously does not sell up to date magazines. It was 7-11. So we walked in thinking that we were wasting our time, BUT HOLYMOLY, they actually HAVE Seventeen!! So the four of us were like 14 year olds again and shrieking at the magazine, tearing at the plastic cover.

We're so happy we appeared in the magazine together! Thanks Mel for working at Seventeen! Almost all the dahlings appeared in the magazine because of some makeovers and Mel interviewing us for that Q&A section. By the way, the question was "Would you date your best friend's ex?"

Here are some pictures from the magazine:


Mel's makeover. Doesn't she look eons sweeter compared to her Fasio ad?


Abby's makeover! Honestly Bby, your own makeup skills creates a better colour for you!


Gaya's makeover!! WoOOooo!

The Q&A Column:


Esther!


Me! Oh god, mine looks like a mug shot!!


Abby again! See? Her own makeup skills suits her better!


Mun Teng!


Su-Hsien!


Liss!


Chien!


The spread.

Mel's cousin!


The one in pink; Mel's other cousin. We were saying this seems like a Melody's family and Friends Special Edition Issue.

On to some familiar faces..





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Wednesday, March 16, 2005


Day In Day Out

*entry updated two hours later. scroll down.

I have given myself the liberty to get some blogging done because for once in nearly two weeks, I've finished my homework.

...

Shitfuck. ;\. Just remembered I have a chemistry lab report to finish. Damn damn damn. Just when I thought I was going to get happy.

I've just realised that I am stuck in a rut. Everything's the same.
I wake up in the morning in the same bed -wait, if I don't wake up in the same bed, it would be something bad, wouldn't it?-, am always on the verge of being late to class.
I will then step into the car with my mum and drive over to pick Barry up and if I am unlucky he will be having his morning shit and we will be further delayed.

Then I walk along that same slightly uphill road that leads to my college either chatting animatedly with Barry or not chatting to him at all(one of those let's-just-shut-the-fuck-up-coz-it's-too-damn early mornings). Then it's that crazy climb up those damn stairs whilst trying to protect my dignity if it's a mini-skirt day.

After that it'd be the long count-downs to the 60th minute of the hour until the class lets out. Then there'll be lunch. We only ever eat in a grand total of 5 places. It's either Mee Yoke, Success, Asia Cafe, McDonalds or Burger King. I can recite the menu in my sleep. Then it's another few count-downs until another day is over.

I then go home with the promise of completing some work or getting some studying done. I come home to turn the computer on only to be entertained by the same websites. I then lie on my back FOR AWHILE. By the time I awaken from my coma, I am usually 2-3 hours behind schedule. Before you know it, it's time for the most exciting part of my day. I turn on my Astro to be entertained by Hongkee actors despicting lives with so many dilemmas I am grateful for not having. I then turn the tv off and will look at the clock and think, "I have procrastination time.".

After telling myself, "in a while, in a while, in a while I'll hit the books," the clock will inevitably strike midnight. Whoopeedoo. *swirls index finger in small circles* I will only manage to complete half of my work(if I'm lucky) before telling myself it's just too late to get anything done and treat myself to the latest downloaded episode of SATC/Desperate Housewives/Joey.

I AM SO SICK OF IT.

Why won't the damn exams hurry up and end? My life is so repetitious I could scream! There's really nothing to look forward to but the end of this misery we call A-levels.

I suspect I'll get an awful hearing from a few of you (especially adults) for not enjoying my youth. How working life will be the pits. How I will hate my 9-5 job. Yeah, so I'll blog about how depressing it is when I work 9-5. As of now, let me blog about how depressing it all is when I'm a (always on the verge of being)penniless student cramming for her big major exam.

Everyday I see the same people. Same faces. We talk about the same things. I look in the mirror, I see the same face, the same hair. I feel like screaming. I look around my room I see the same mess. I move around my small sub-urb and see the same traffic situations. My stupid Windows Media Player plays the same songs over and over again. I read the same websites over and over again. The crick in my back hurts everyday, at the same spot. I eat the same food. I see the same shows.  I do the same things. Is this all there is to it?

I wonder how my mum finds excitement in housework day in,day out. How my maths teacher can bring herself to class everyday to teach us the same equations she thought for the past 9 years. Oh my god. Maybe she has that something called moolah as a motivation. Hm. Yes. I don't. It's just given to me as allowance. There's no excitement in it because I didn't work for it.

No motivation = Boredom = Rut

Bring on graduation! Bring on the first salary! Bring on adulthood! Bring on the live in boyfriend! Bring on The First Time! Bring on marriage! Bring on the grandchildren!

There comes a point in everyone's life where nothing really seems interesting. This is my definition of a rut. *groan*

Maybe it's because I never go out anywhere anymore. Since a few of us left Malaysia, we seem to find no reason in holding outings anymore. It's the damn exams.

Before anyone tells me I'm an ungrateful bitch for the way I am ranting, please have a look at your calendar and match it with the dates from previous months in my entries archives. It's that time of the month again. Shitfuck.

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I think I've found a cure to my "rut". The answer was SO obvious. I just needed to induce some happiness in me. Drove out to 7-11 in SS14 after dinner and bought this!!

Wheee.. *chomp,chomp*. Of course I'm sharing it with my family. What, do I seem like a pig to you? Don't answer that.

Jayelle's back and neck ached at 7:42:49 pm
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