Avril Lavigne Live in KL 2008

This is going to be long.

4 of us took a cab to KL Sentral because I didn’t feel like driving. With the road closure and all, I just didn’t want to risk getting stuck somewhere and I’m not familiar with parking the car at the stadium. We had early dinner at KL Sentral which was very crowded with the balik kampung over the Merdeka holidays. No seating place at McDonald’s so we settled for Subway but they ran out of breads! We had wraps instead. This is my first time eating in Subway.

We then walked to the monorail station to get a monorail to Maharajalela station. Not too crowded and reached Stadium Merdeka around 6:45pm or earlier and to find that the concert will only start at 8:45pm instead of 8pm. But I know well that it’s going to start later than 8:45pm. I’ve never been to any concert that starts sharp on time. There were more police trucks than usual.

The gates were open around 7 or later so it wasn’t too long queueing outside. Then the next thing we knew, it started drizzling and then it rained. I managed to smuggle in my umbrella so I was okay and we had this Hotlink banner thing which we untied from the post to shed ourselves, we also offered a Malay couple sitting next to us to squeeze in with us under the banner. But then the rain got heavier and umbrella won’t help. We saw people getting raincoats. One of us went to collect it outside but before he came back with the raincoats. The malay guy whom we were squeezing the banner with came back with enough raincoats for us. How thoughtful!

Then, I don’t know why..they went away..maybe to find another spot. Then these few Chinese girls came along asking if anyone is sitting there. I just told them there were two just now but not sure if they are coming back. Then she asked my friend next to me if they are Chinese. My friend said no…and she replied saying, “Then lagi no need to care.”

I don’t know what kind of sick statement is this. I didn’t like it at all. In fact, I was very disgusted.

Never mind about that. Let’s talk about happy things!

Sitting around us were couples, a girl who came to watch the concert by herself ( I really salute her because I can eat alone, stay alone, walk alone but I can never go to a concert alone. And when you look at her, she’s alone but not lonely, in fact I think she enjoys herself very much and it’s nice to see.) There’s also a father bringing along 2 daughters. The father is not the young young kind or rock rock kind so it’s very heartwarming when you see him with his daughters, moving to the beat of Avril’s songs and even equipped with their own raincoats! So one thing I learnt…since concerts do not allow you to bring in umbrellas, bring raincoats!

There was even one guy who brought a booklet of lyrics. He used his mobile phone to get some ray of light so that he could read and sing along with the lyrics. Talk about being Avril’s fan!

One of the security guard came and saw us with our umbrella and out of the so many others with umbrella ( I think my umbrella is pretty la), he just had to come and tell us that the organiser says no umbrella is allowed…so we had to close the umbrella. He looked guilty telling us that but I know he was just doing his job. Out of guilt, he gave us more raincoats. Do you know how many raincoats I came back with ? SEVEN!!

Concert started at 9:15pm after 2 hours plus of agonising wait.

Started off with “Girlfriend”. I was expecting it to be the last song though but it was fine as it got the concert starting well. Loved the pink guitar, pink piano. My favourite piece was when Avril played on the piano, “When You’re Gone”. Very very nice!!

Also loved “The Best Damn Thing”. The only setback is that it ended too quickly. When Avril was introducing her band, it gave me a very weird feeling because usually this is done when the concert is about to come to an end and she did it before the concert came to an hour. Before we know it, the concert ended and she came back with an encoreย  with the song “Sk8er Boi” and then the end.

Everyone was like dumbstruck. And not leaving. It was only an hour.

Really tak puas. We wanted more but it was really the end.

We left and walked towards the monorail station but it was so crowded we decided to head for Petaling Street in search for food and other means of transport. We ended up walking a long journey because of the indecisiveness and taxi charging me unreasonable rates and finally settled for Pasar Seni LRT station. Took the LRT back to Kelana Jaya and was charged midnight rate even before midnight but it was okay la. The rate was still acceptable and we didn’t have much choice. No more taxis in sight if we don’t take it.

I really don’t like going to Stadium Merdeka and I also dislike going for countdown in the city centre. Been there, done that. It’s a torture. So much so that I like to be within a crowd to celebrate, it pains me when it’s time to go back. The LRT station …you can just forget about it. It’s a massive human-traffic jam. Taxis charge you like you grow money on trees but you’ve really got no choice but to take it if you don’t drive. Driving is another nightmare.

So, if you ajak me out for countdown in the city centre, I really would have pass it unless there’s something so special that I have to be there. I rather sit at home and enjoy it from the television.

Back to Avril, it was short but I would say it’s short and sweet. Thinking back of it, the concert was fun albeit short. And this may be the only time Avril is coming and I can say…I’ve been to a rock concert! ๐Ÿ™‚

Thank you, Avril!


28 Ogos

Longest working day today I had thus far in the new place and it’s only just the beginning. I need to expect more of days like this and September is going to be tough. I think I can do this but I’ve just got to kiss my swimming sessions goodbye perhaps. September is going to be memorable also and I guess the hardship will be softened with Iris being around. You know how she calls my name when she sees me after work, calls me in the office and asking me what I’m doing and telling me what she’s doing, waiting for me for dinner and then talk like we will never run out of topic. Yet, I feel that due to work, I’ll have less time spent with her as well so I really got to make every second count!

She went back today with Pappy to Sandakan so I’m home alone again. Was driving home after work and didn’t know what to eat. If it’s early, I could still go back and cincai cook something, except for maggi. But because I worked later than usual, then I started feeling lonely and butt is itchy, wanna go somewhere do something, just being somewhere.

Hit the shopping mall, ate alone at the small snack house. Alone but not really feeling lonely now because I was really enjoying my bowl of noodles. The waiter was kind to me. The cashier was also kind that he gave me RM5 instead of RM2, but he realised it before the RM5 reached my hand. I was even kinder because I got myself 2 bras and 2 polo tees. Like I said, you are seeing a shopaholic in the making.

But you know what? It makes me happy. When I like wearing something and when it looks good, I’m happy and makes me feel a little bit more confident.

I’m on holiday tomorrow but there are some personal errands to be settled. A house to clean. Thanks to my vacuum cleaner hose which decided to die on me yet again. This time I’d have to bid it farewell forever and I’m going to get a new vacuum cleaner. This would be my first owned vacuum cleaner. Must make the right choice. Anyone who has any recommendation for any particular vacuum cleaner, please feel free to drop a comment.

Then I’m going to a concert and I hope the weather will be fine. Look how it rains everyday now. But otherwise, I’m going to have a good time with my ex-colleagues at the concert. When you are single, God gives you friends! I’m starting to consider myself single because it has been like 2 months since the boyfriend contacted me. It’s like I’m non-existent. Not the first time I’m going through this. No longer crying like I used to. I think I’m kinda losing hope on this relationship thingy. Doesn’t seem to work for me and yet I see wedding photos being circulated, people getting married, couples being couples and I’m just here, still sebatang kara. Tapi aku reda. Some things cannot be forced. Some things are already written in the stars. As long as I still have the ability to smile at the end of a bloody tiring and exhausting day, I think I’m still fine.

Nak tido. Selamat malam.


It’s a Small World After All

The world always gets smaller, especially when you grow older. And when you change jobs. There’s bound to be someone who’s a friend of your ex-colleague, or you are a friend to one of the ex-colleague or your ex-colleague is now working with your friend or your colleague is a friend of your friend. So much so that I’m getting very worried about keeping this blog because sometimes I can be too honest for my own good.

So first of all, I won’t be able to bitch about anyone except maybe for myself. No work related issues. I know it gets bottled up that I need to express it through my writings. Writing an entry and then posting it for the view of the whole world versus writing an entry and keeping it private are two different things. In one way or another, the first would make you feel better, the latter gives you a kind of feeling where even though you’re written it but it’s not let out yet. But when you let it out i.e publish it for public to read, you get this little dilemma I’m having here now, if what you’ve written is going to ruin yourself.

You can see that there’s no more photos of myself here. I am just not link my writings with my face to it.

Just..maybe a phase for me…or maybe that’s just me.

Anyway, I’ve been busy with work and spending the little time I have with Iris. Always trying to finish work as fast as I can (and still can’t finish it) to get home to have dinner with her. Tomorrow we’re going to have our little date together, without Pappy around. I even had to ask permission from him if he could excuse us and let us have some private time together. It’s different having your dad and sister around and only having your sister around. Having Pappy around, I have to act a little bit more proper and I cannot say anything that I wish to say. Having just Iris around, the world turns upside down and I like it that way.

I think tomorrow’s the only day we can spend time together alone. After that she’ll be back to Sandakan for a week or so and then when she comes back to KL, my mum will be tagging along. Then we’ll be going for holiday somewhere nice. I don’t want to tell you first because it’s 90% confirmed and I better shut my mouth first just in case the 10% will slip away if I tell you. I have this thing where sometimes if I wish for something and when I’ve revealed it earlier, sometimes it won’t come true. One true life example, going overseas to study but never got the chance to.

I actually don’t really like the way I write lately. Macam tiada isi kandungan. I really need a holiday.

But first, I need a date with my sister tomorrow night. CAN’T WAIT!!! I’ve waited for this for like 365 days.

Bracie Gracie Life

Avril! :)


Thank you for giving me back my Avril!

And thank you for giving me 15 cents back for each litre of petrol pumped!

Today I sort of like woke up from the gloominess I had a few days ago. I realised that I’m working with a bunch of very brilliant people, so brilliant that I feel I’m not very brilliant……yet. I like to be surrounded by brilliant people, makes you feel that you are learning from the best. Of course, you feel a bit pressured if you are the kind who keeps comparing if you are better than the others. For me, I take it as a form of motivation, pushing you to be better.

The starting part is always the hardest. At least I know I’m trying, else I won’t be feeling bad for the past few days.

The deadline is going to be there still, so is the workload. However, it’s really a matter of choice for me whether I want to choose to go to work happily or sad. I was just looking everything at a bigger picture and I think it’s really not that bad lah. Then, I was also thinking about my journey thus far. Each job that I had previously and now are totally unrelated to one another. I started every job from zero, learning from scratch and if I was able to do that before this, I should be able to do it now, or maybe even better.

I love myself for my writing skills. I’m not a writer and nor do I structure sentences with perfect grammar. But I’m thankful that at least I can write to get the message across. Writing something for others to understand simply is very important.

I look very highly upon people who can write well. In fact, one of the unlisted listed requirements of the person I love is that he must write well too. Well, but so far I’ve also fallen in love with those who doesn’t write well. It’s just that you will have plus point if you can write well because I think people can write well falls under the cute category.

Pappy came today. We are both excited about this Sunday. He said he came for the MAHA Exhibition in Serdang but I can tell you, he’s here for that as well as to pick Iris up from the airport. Just the thought of it makes me smile. I’ve never felt so eager to pick someone up from the airport.

Going to the dentist tomorrow in the afternoon. Coincidentally, a friend of mine is also going to the dentist to follow-up after a week of getting braces. Now I have a gigi besi friend. It’s cool. She was inspired to get her braces done after she saw me getting mine. I actually made more friends with this braces on. People will come telling me that they used to wear braces too or people that they know wearing braces. There are also people who’ve come to ask me if it hurts. It’s an ice-breaker topic. Putting on the braces is already a part of my life. I don’t really feel it there anymore. It’s well-blended and I have my own way to get food unstuck.

Have a lovely weekend ok? ๐Ÿ™‚


Hate Mail

This is killing me. Not knowing if Avril’s concert is still on or not. Been searching for news. Finally found one on NST Online that says final decision is going to be made next week.

Please lah! Give me Avril.

I don’t know how to say this anymore.

Today is another tiring day but the more tired I am, the later I’m going to bed. I tell you, I think I’m sick. Worked till 7 today and still can’t finish my task. Came home tired and ate junk – maggi. And then when my mum calls, she’ll always ask me what I have for dinner everyday. So when she hears maggi, you know what kind of response I’ll get. I can lie but lying doesn’t make me feel good either. So yea, I hated myself a little today for not eating right.

My house is in a mess. And the last I heard, Pappy is coming tomorrow. He never tells me when he’s coming over, it’s always Mummy that’s giving me the hint. So I’m doomed with a messy house and a dad who’s coming over.

I’ve not read the news like for a week already. Last time I used to read it at work, at least I still get to know the headlines. Now, it’s nil. Dare not even surf at work. I’m also doomed, not being informed and kept abreast of the latest happening in the country. All I know is the pending Avril’s concert fate but that also I got to know it from a friend instead from the news. So that is one more thing I hate.

Have not been swimming the entire week or more. Double hate.

Have not cooked the entire week. Mum is not happy. So I’m not if she’s not. Making me feel like I’m poisoning myself. Actually what makes it hard is because I don’t have a company for dinner. Else, I don’t have to worry so much. And the thing that I’m staying back at work isn’t bringing me anywhere.

I would really need to prioritise and to figure out a plan to revert my life back to normal.

Don’t think I’m going to be loveable until the weekend is here.