not my day

Tuesday 28th July 2009 10:05pm

This is how my suwey day went.

Part 1

Woke up earlier than before.. 8am. (i usually wake up at 8.30am for 9am class.. hehe.) grabbed my towel, toilettries and headed to the toilet. did number 2, had a shower.. walked back to my room and i found myself locked out! my roomate must hv thought i was still asleep.. picture this, i had a piece of red towel wrapped around me, my clothes in one, toilettries on the other. my next-door-neighbour was outside, hanging her clothes. xpernah hayat aku tegur org sbelah.. hr ni terpaksa jugak la.

borgy: sis, ade nmpk x org kuar dr bilik ni td?
sis: xdela.. (while smiling..) terkunci eh?
borgy: (dlm hati: xdela.. aku saje je berdiri luar pintu ni, berkemban, n nak borak ngn kau.) haah..

so i went back to the shower and put on my dirty clothes. thank god sis tu ade lg kat luar..

borgy : sis, boleh x nak pnjm kain.. nk gi pnjm kunci kat guard.
sis: boleh2.. meh la..

i ended up putting on kain batik oren, blue tshirt, black sweater and black tudung without brooch. i walked.. nope. scratch that. i walked SUPER fast to the guard house. though my kneecap felt like its gonna fall off, i have to go to CP class. (xtau la nape semangat nk gi kelas) understandable la sume org yg nk gi kelas pndg aku pelik.. sume org pakai dresscode, makcik-wannabe ni nak gi mane?

borgy: salam.. cik, sy terkunci ni. nak pnjm kunci boleh?
pak guard: *gesturing to the empty wall whr the keys were kept* mane ade dah.. office pegang.

damit! damit! damit! setelah penat turun bukit safiyah, kene naik balik pulak to the office. got the keys and i hurried back to the room. checked my watch and it was 8.45am. put on my clothes at superman-like pace, packed my stuffs for i was planning to go back home right after my last class at 11am, pulangkan kain batik, sweater and tudung org sbelah, pulangkan kunci kat office and everything finished at 9am. kene jalan lagi dr parking econs tu gi aikol. haih.. lambat la nak baik lutut aku ni..

Part 2

i brought my partial transcript along cuz i planned to go to the walk-in interview for Securities Commission.. after class, i went to the booth, filled in the forms with my hopes up that i can get the interview. to be honest, im just fishing for opportunities. mane2 yg sangkut, bagus.. im not that interested in the works of Securities Commission but upon hearing that the salary for fresh grads is over rm3000, it doesn't hurt to try, right? WRONG!

borgy: excuse me, i have finished filling up the form.
man officer: ok. have u read through the booklet? are you prepared?
borgy: yes i have. i think im ready?
man officer: are you sure? we are giving you the chance to prepare. are you ready?
borgy: i think i am.
man officer: ok then. let's go.

the interviewers were 2 ladies, a Malay and an Indian. the Indian lady interviewed Milo and Milo kate die ok so i was relieved. i went into the room with my confidence off the roof. let's just skip what happened in there for i am too embarrased to write the details here. i came out of the room feeling like i have been pushed to the ground, kicked in the stomach, spitted on my face and left to suffer alone. hands down, the WORST interview i have gone through. nobody has ever make me felt that bad about myself. but het, they are just doing their job and it was my fault for not being prepared. another lesson learned.

Part 3

right after the interview, i went straight to mosque for the blood drive. ive tried twice last week to donate my blood but my hemoglobin count was too low.. i was crossing my fingers that i can finally donate my blood this time because i have been swallowing the pills they gave that was supposed to "increase my hemoglobin count". dah la bengang pasal interview tu.. i had to walk to mosque from AIKOL under scorching sun and the heat didn't help me feel any better. i filled up the form, took out my donation little-red-book, weighed myself and sat down beside the nurse to get my blood checked.

nurse: adik, x boleh derma. rendah sgt ni. 11.9.
borgy: owh.. pttnye berape, kak?
nurse: 12.5..

WHAT THE...?!

i was thinking.. that's it. walked back to my car.. and head back home. and yeah.. crying and driving was no easy task. ;)

on a happier note, finally i bought a bed and i think it's a steal. RM165. so i need to find a wardrobe that is less than RM335. all that i can think of is the drawer/chest in IKEA. i stopped by at IKEA too and bought curtain's fabric. mahal gile ya rabbi.. tp lawa. it's ok. splurge for the best view in my room. and also, bought white paint, paint brush and sand paper.. i tried to paint the smallest rack in the room and it was hard. seb baik papa ade. he helped me assembled the bed and taught me how to paint nicely. hehe.

p/s: thanks, milo for the encouraging words.