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After 5 days of workshops, 10 teabreaks, 5 crazy lunches and 1 weekend of frantic studying...

I am now certified to carry out MBTI Instruments on unsuspecting victims!

*cough* I mean, clients.

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Life Lessons 6

So the story continues...

The SMS-es continued from here, then from here, before that, here, and before that, here, and even before that, here.

4th Sept : R u home?free 4 dinner thur nite?
9th Sept : Where r u?
9th Sept : R u free 2nite?
18th Sept : Hi,can i pick u up 4 dinner 2nite?
19th Sept : Hi, hope i can c u 2nite 4 dinner.ok?friday u wan 2 go party with me?
20th Sept : 2nite got party,couple only.Alex n joy,ee n choo yee,shaun n hana n 3 more couple.wil u go with me?

WHAT PARTY _IS_ THIS?

The Scarlet - A Boutique Hotel

14th and 15th of September

Lush, velvet, velour, red, plush.

Heavy curtained doors open up to a small balcony, overlooking a boring back lane.

Approx S$300 a night.

Look, enclosure links!

What are enclosure links?

Major Victory

I think I am in LOVE.

Secret Identity:
Chris Watters
Disc Jockey
Age: 38
Super Powers:
Can levitate and is never knocked down; super-strength; can jump 375 feet straight up; can go 25 minutes without air; super-acute vision; can manipulate sound waves to create noises or throw his voice.
Vulnerability:
Deaf in left ear. Lactose intolerant.
Fighting for:
...the benefit of all mankind.
Catch Phrase:
"Be a winner, not a weiner!"
From Stan Lee's Supercomputer:
Major Victory loves to sing karaoke with other superheroes, and he practices yoga when he isn't fighting crime. He got his powers from an accidental explosion at a speaker-testing facility.

I am SO in LOVE.

Life Lessons 5

muero mas bien que estar contigo

The SMS-es continued from here, before that, here, and before that, here, and even before that, here.


28th Aug : Hi,r u free 2 meet 2nite?
1st Sept : Hi,Can i pick u up 4 dinner?where r u 7pm?
2nd Sept : I want 2 meet u today. dinner ok?

So its no longer 'Can I?', now its 'I want'.

Hanoi

I am in Hanoi this week!

It's still raining!

Airport people killed my bag.

They viciously yanked off a wheel off my loyal red suitcase.

*shakes fist*

Someone will pay, oh yes, someone will pay.

Dungeons & Dragons

We played D&D from 10pm to 4am.

And then from 3pm to 7pm the next day.

*stretch*

Catalogue of Catastrophes

It doesn't rain, but pour.

Background

Damian is leaving us forever, so we decided to bring a last D&D game to him in Kuala Lumpur.

Mo could only make it only if we left after 2:30pm on Friday, and I had to be back in Singapore by Saturday night, as I fly to Hanoi on Sunday morning.

SO!

The plan was simple:

1. Pay all my credit card bills (it is afterall, the end of the month)
2. Go to a money changer and get RM600 changed. (for the hotel, toll and other stuff)
3. Pick up Mo at 2:30pm on Friday.
4. Get my gas tank topped up before crossing over to Malaysia.
5. Drive to Kuala Lumpur.
6. Pick up Damian at 8pm.
7. Get to the hotel (Eastin)
8. D&D from 9pm to 4am.
9. Sleep till checkout.
10. Get some lunch.
11. Waste some time.
12. Leave Kuala Lumpur at 6pm.
13. Arrive back in Singapore by 10pm.

My catalogue of catastrophes started on Thursday.

I put all my credit card bills in an envelope so I could deal with them at an AXS machine in White Sands.

That done, it was time for Step 2. The money changing.

Now, this was where I was totally stupid. I put the whole stack of RM600 into the same envelope as the credit card bills.

Then I promptly lost the envelope.

A few minutes later, while whining to Rebecca, she asked, "Erm, aren't you going to cancel your credit cards now that someone has all your bills with your details?"

DOH!

NO, DAMN IT, NO.

NOT MY CREdIT CARDS.

With tears in my eyes and choking sobs, I called the banks to cancel my credit cards. (*sob* 5 of them).

I need my cards. I was going to KL the next bloody day. And then to Hanoi!

Citibank was fantastic. They promised that I would get my replacements by Saturday. (Which I recieved!)

DBS on the other hand, bleagh. Yes, of course I will get replacements, but no, it will be next week before they can send them to me. Bleagh.

THe next morning, I changed more ringgit at the money changer, and since I had NO MORE CREDIT CARDS, I had to change a lot of ringgit than I originally thought.

I picked Mo up at 4pm. And headed towards a gas station to top up my tank before crossing the causeway. (Point 4 on the To-do list.)

The gas station on Bukit Timah road would be our last stop for many hours, so this would be a great time to hit the rest room.

Don't mock Murphy.
For the love of Eris, don't.

Murphy's Law was in effect, of course.

Due to a faulty door lock, I was locked in a gas station rest room for half an hour before I McGyvered myself out of the damn cubicle with my car keys, gas card and my nails.

What else can happen?

Murphy would not let me off, that day.

While circling Newton Circus after pulling out of the gas station, a car PLOWED into the side of my car.

PLOWED.

MY CAR. *choke* MY CAR!

RIGHT AT THE DRIVER'S SIDE! MY SIDE!

*choke*

MY CAR!

I could not take it anymore.

Mo took some pictures.

I exchanged numbers with the other driver.

FINALLY, we were done and can go on our way. Gavin called, he was already across the Tuas Checkpoint, and I was still on Newton Circus.

I caught up with Gavin and Sam at the Ayer Keroh Rest Stop.

And for the first time in two days, I was happy.

I had a frosty mug of Root Beer at the A&W.