12 hours of sleep and..

People that I haven't met for a long time (and one whom I will never meet again in this lifetime) showed up in my dreams last night.
The former were old friends, and the latter is my grandmother who passed away.
Days passed in my dream, and my grandmother never says a word to me. She only cooks as she used to, for me, day after day.
I also dreamt of roads I've never heard of, and driving to places I've never been to with Lyd. Halfway through, we got lost, because apparently the roads have changed. And because of the rain, the roads were flooded, so we had to turn back.
I also dreamt of fire on the balcony of the next house in OUG.
Woke up with a melancholic feeling because I miss my grandmother. Even if I did see her face for a short while.
I wonder what they mean.
Sometimes, I really wish either my dreams are straight-forward, or that I would forget them as soon as I wake up.

Work was not very awesome this time, but still eventful for all the wrong reasons. In this case, it was mostly thanks to the sucky location (with scary toilets that looks like they referred to a horror movie for the interior design, and also, the taps leak like mini waterfalls and the toilets/urinals flush by themselves for no apparent reason. I know this because we had to constantly run into the toilets (and sneak into male toilets) to refill the aromatherapy oils. The first time they flushed by themselves scared the pants off me.), and sucky caterers who couldn't do their jobs well, including hiring waiters who also can't do their jobs well, resulting in us doing their jobs for them most of the day because Lyd and I were assigned to the VIP dining area, so everything had to be more than perfect.

To begin with, the waiters came late, and marched in through the VIP dining area (which was already reasonably filled with VIPs), and that absolutely killed Aunty Birdy (Nut's mom, and yes, we call her that. I kid you not). She ran and yelled at one of the guards for letting them into the room. And then the food was really awful. The chicken was rotten (we had to take them away as soon as they were served), the curry squid tasted like rubber (I know because I ate it for breakfast), the fried long beans (that I ate for lunch), well, half of them was still raw (and smelt funny). Basically, breakfast and lunch for me consisted of only white rice. And the drinks tasted like they added coffee into the sugar, not the other way round (I know this too, because I didn't sleep the night before and I had to keep taking coffee to keep myself awake). And the orange juice they served for lunch had to be watered down 3 times, because 9 out of 10 VIPs complained that it was too sweet (I didn't bother drinking this one). All I could do was apologize when it wasn't even my fault.
Lyd and I were also yelled at by one of the Proton committee guys, because the waiters were lazing around and didn't clean up the dirty plates. While that incident just rolled off my back, Lyd was pissed at the waiters for a loong time after that. She kept telling them off, not that they listened.
And then the catering boss brought a woman along, dressed in tight clothes, skinny jeans and heels, who kept hanging out with us and strutting around the VIP room, asking us when is the Datuk coming, are these all the VIPs, blah blah. Which left us to assume she was trying to "catch the big fish". When she asked Aunty Birdy for the 50th time when is the Datuk coming, she got really pissed and told the woman off. It was kinda amusing. Because I've seen the Datuk. Not hot at all. We had to 'guard' his sports bag, I kid you not. I asked Lyd if he has a million-dollar tracksuit in there or something. And she said maybe the Adidas logo on his t-shirt is gold-plated and encrusted with diamonds.

There was also this cleaner mak-cik who kept appearing in the VIP room with her mops and brooms, even though Aunty Birdy told her off a few times, never walk around when there are VIPs in the room. But the funny thing is, she only appears when there are VIPs in the room. She's never around when the room is empty and thats when we need someone to mop the toilets. I believe she did it to piss us off, or maybe she, too, was trying to catch a 'big fish'. I was secretly amused.
It started raining in the evening just when the event was about to end, and Lyd and I had to go down to the stadium to collect the tablecloths. And they were soaked, like dripping wet. They weighed about 6 times their normal weight, and well, walking under the rain and hugging wet cloths was not what I considered a great time. Especially when they keep slipping off my arms, causing me to trip, and Jovan says to me with a big smile, "Wouldn't it be great if you were taller?". Gah! If I had any strength left, I'd fling those cloths at him.

The funny bit was while I was cleaning up the media room on my own at the end, one of the guys (Kah Wing?) emerged from the female toilet. And I was like "Dude, did you just come out from the female toilet?" And he said to me with a dead serious face, "Because the male toilet didn't have the things I wanted." And I said (without thinking) "What? Pads?". I think he was abit "wtf?" at me. Cause when I told Lyd and Aunty Birdy about it, they both knew he was talking about tissue paper. And I'm like "How come I didn't think of that?"
Lyd just gave me a look that might have meant "Cause its you." -_-

Longest 17 hours ever. Just standing/walking around.
I never want to see that place again.

Oh, the things I have to do..

I've come to realise that I'm not the only one.
All designers are as fickle-minded, and indecisive, as I am. And what a bad habit that is.
For the past month I've been working, I've been doing the same detail drawings over and over again. The same material specifications list. Everyday, with changes. Every time I'm done, there are new changes to be made. I've probably wasted a whole forest worth of papers.
I'm beginning to get what my dad meant. There isn't a limit to creativity and every idea seems better than the last. But how long can you keep changing your designs? Sooner or later, deadline looms and you probably haven't gotten any further than when you started. Which is what's happening now. The main designer keeps changing his designs, and material selections, we can barely keep up.
I have no idea what went on during the brief meeting with the boss today, but I heard a lot of loud voices, everyone came away looking grim/frustrated/tensed, and told me to come for work tomorrow.
I'm like "Whaa-t?"
I can't, because I've already promised Nut's mom I'll work at an event.
And that sucks because I don't want to be making excuses for not being able to do something. And somehow, thats what it sounded like; an excuse.
So I worked OT instead, and reprinted all the drawings for amendments on Monday.
It took me an hour and a half to print all the drawings, so you can imagine what we would have to do for the next couple of days. I foresee a lot of OTs indeed.

Think I'm going to crash now. Work's at 5am.
Sadly, I'm not kidding.
The things I do for money.

That sounded kind of wrong.

Why is it Sunday already?!

(Yes, I am slightly reluctant to go to work :S)
I can hardly believe its already the end of the month.

My weekend passes by really fast when all I'm doing is throwing Shimejis around my lappy screen.
Lyd intro-ed them to me the other day. Basically, they're chibi figures that run around your screen, crawling, climbing the sides of your window, sitting around looking bored and falling over. They also shove your windows around when they're bored. Imagine reading an article halfway and suddenly your window gets pushed away.
Oh, and they spawn too. Like massively.
You can also hold them with your mouse and fling 'em around. I kid you not. Slightly evil but cute!
I found a site making K-Pop shimejis. Why don't they have G-Dragon?! T.T

Went for Karaoke with Leena and siblings, Sofiah and Adam, yesterday. We got lost.... 3 times. At the same junction. And so we discovered all the roads to NOT take in order to get to Yumekukan next time. They've got so many J-Rock songs D: Including Dir en grey. I would love to see someone attempt Diru songs in there.
Trying to organize a family karaoke session soon.

AGH! Why didn't I return to the Big Bad Books Sale on Wednesday!? Because everything was sold at RM5!!!!! AhhH!! Dammit.

TGIF... again.

Seriously, is there a place I can go to where I don't have to deal with as*holes?
No. I didn't think so.
A couple of days ago, a man walked in, called a briefing and claimed to be the project manager of the project that I'm currently involved in.
Which was fine with me. Until he opened his mouth, and I realised he was one of those people who got off on being really sarcastic, and belittling everyone else.
Was OT-ing just now, and really, I was just minding my own business, trying to finish up drawings to be printed, when suddenly, he lurked behind me and said;
"Wow, you're so good ar, scrolling in and out of the screen trying to look busy."
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OMFG. Seriously?
I'm doing overtime on a bloody Friday, did you seriously think I'm going to sit there and pretend to look busy instead of rushing to finish everything so I can bloody well go home?
And then he said "Because I've seen some people who get so bored doing their drawings, but they want to look busy in front of their bosses."
And I very nearly said "Oh, really? Were one of those 'people' by any chance, YOU? BTW, you're not my boss."
This is the person I'm going to be dealing with for the rest of my internship.
Absolutely brilliant.
What was it they used to say, sometimes life throws crap at you.
This guy is crap.

Went over to Lyd's place after because she's home alone, and she made us dinner. Completely frozen assam laksa. I kid you not. I had to cut the plastic bag to get the block of assam laksa soup out, put it into a pot and wait 20 minutes for it to defrost/melt, slowly. Finally watched Togainu no Chi 5 & 6. I want some Shiki x Akira action! :( we're not going to get any in the anime, sadly.
Also, I have no idea why but I spent 50 bucks on an Ed Hardy mouse, which came with a free Ed Hardy engraved war tag. :D Gah. So awesome though, even if I'm broke now.

5belas

MSID Students Saturday yesterday, held at Taylors' new lakeside campus.
Its like a mini Barbie world in there; you have a garden, lake, courtyard, Starbucks, Baskin Robbins... I don't even care about that. A 4-storey library though, makes me wish I studied in Taylors.
The first chance I got (after registration and speeches), I visited the library.
Ohmygodsoamazinglyawesomeiwanttoliveinthere!
I found about 5 books I wanted to borrow, including Neil Gaiman's Fragile Things. (I don't see any Neil Gaiman's in our library!!)
I called Lyd to tell her about it and she said:
"You went there for MSID, but you visited their library?!?"
"Um.. yeah."
"...."
I'm sure its not as bad as she makes it sound like. I wanted to visit their MAC labs too.
In the evening, Nikko and I snuck all the way up to the 9th floor, the rooftop, to watch the sunset.
So awesome, neither of us was willing to leave.
So yeah, 2 good things; a library and a good view.
Oh, and the important bit was UCSI nabbed at least 9 prizes this time around :)

Big Bad Wolf Book Sale at Sri Kembangan today.
I should have gone on the first day!! Most of the good titles were gone, I only managed to get Terry Pratchett and Carlos Ruiz Zafon's The Angel's Game :(
Plus all the books were messed up, it was kinda hard to sort through the titles. And of course, Dad kept bugging me to leave. Note to self: never go with him again.
Wondering if I should return this Wednesday. Its the last day.

The most awesome thing about internship is that when 6 o'clock rolls around, you can drop whatever you've been doing for the past 8 hours, go home and relax (aka watch anime!!).
Of course, none of us goes back at 6 sharp.
Still awesome though.
One thing bad is waking up at 7am every morning.
I have forgotten how that feels.

Decided to pay a trip to the newly opened Uniqlo, and holycow, there were whole lines of people zigzag-ing across the entrance. Mom and Dad insisted on lining up, so Yung and I walked to KLCC instead, which served as a painful reminder that I am lazy and have not exercised in a gazillion years.
Dragged Yung to Kinokuniya :D and tried to wheedle him into buying me a book of music history called "The Life and Times of the Great Composers", with Mozart, Bach, Brahms, Chopin, Wagner, Beethoven and I can go on for ages. (Before this book, I didn't know Tchaikovsky was gay ._. But I guess I've never done much research either.)
He did so, with a comment "Do yourself a favor, and never get a credit card. You'll be in trouble."
I know, man. I know.
I can't help it though.
I lose all my senses in a bookstore.
People should know that by now.

This quote's good.
When you come to the edge of all that you know, you must believe one of two things: either there will be ground to stand on, or you will be given wings to fly.
-The Shadow King, O.R. Melling

If there really is a time machine, do you think we would want to live in the past?

Yes, actually, I think we do.
I suppose there is a comfort in knowing what to expect, and also knowing that you would make the right choice this time.
Its like a video game. You can continue where you left off, or go back and start all over again.