1. Google Hangout-ed with my girls from the UK, Hong Kong, Australia and Malaysia. Missed them! <3
2. Received an international call all the way from the UK from another friend :’)
3. Hung out with Mom at Mid Valley where we watched Ah Boys to Men 2, bought hairdryers and bedsheets and bottles.
4. Love love love my new bottle.
5. Came home and watched Law & Order.
6. Had Bah Kut Teh for lunch.
7. Took a nap.
8. Accidentally locked my godfather out of the house for almost an hour because I was napping; I left my phone on silent downstairs and I was the only one at home.
9. Had dinner with the family & godparents.
10. Found out my sister not only took my dress to her debate competition, she also took my blouse without asking me. Ahah.
11. Carrot birthday cake yummm.
12. Got angpows from parents, godparents and a gorgeous pair of H&M flats from Chel!
13. Watching more Law & Order now because I cannot sleep.
To be honest 20 hasn’t been the best of birthdays, not because I didn’t have any major celebration or things like that, but because of the past week, or more specifically- the past few days. But, well, I’m holding on just fine (for the time being at least).
a thousand paper cuts, a million knife stabs, your finger after someone accidentally slams the car door on your hand, a dog bite, a cat scratch, someone pulling your hair, a slap on your face, when you fall down, that sudden jerk you feel when you’re trying to fall asleep, when you see an item in a shop that you desperately want, when you realize you don’t have enough money to buy that item, when you’re starving, when you see a dead animal on the road, a pinch on your arm, accidentally spilling a drink, breaking a glass, when your car breaks down on the side of the road, when you see other people’s car break down on the side of the road and you want to help but you’re afraid it’s a scam, thinking about poverty in Africa, your parents scolding you, realizing you’re guity about something, etc.
Put all those feelings together and that’s how I’m feeling right now.
currently at the Malaysian Art Auction 2013. My parents have successfully bid the two art pieces that they were eyeing, so we’re now just sitting and watching the silent battle of bidders here.
I find auctions very fun, though rather serious and quiet. it’s such a battlefield out here. bidders greet each other and smile, eavesdropping on conversations, checking out competitors and hoping that you don’t get a lot of competitors for the artwork that you want.
Artworks can instantly be sold for double the starting price, from RM14000 going up to RM40000, or RM30000 going up to RM82000. the more heated the competition, the more claps you’ll receive from the floor. You’ve also got absentee bidders, who are people unable to attend the auction but have asked an agent to help bid for them.
Registered bidders get a paddle during registration. Mum actually agreed to let me hold the paddle during our second bid, but in the heat of the moment i think she forgot. I just sat there crossing my fingers. you must never lose your paddle, because the paddle is registered under your name, so if any random person picks ut up and bids with that paddle number, you’ll have to pay for it. It’ll be an april fool’s joke gone wrong.
What i learnt is that it’s important to determine what paintings you want, and whether the paintings have any potential increase in value over the years. During he auction, we sat at the very last row, because although sitting in front allows yo a good view of the paintings, sitting at the back allows you a good view of your competitors. (War lessons 101 from Mum, hahaha).
The annual hot air balloon festival was back in Malaysia, so I decided to go and take a look, mainly because I wanted to try capturing the balloons on my Powershot G12 hehe.
So yesterday evening, my parents and I set out from the house to catch the night fireworks show. Unfortunately, the incredibly stupid me brought them all the way to The Mines instead of Putrajaya because I ter-read the organization office venue as the event venue. Spent about an hour arguing with dad in the car, only to turn back, had some hokkien mee for supper and went home.
Today, parents and I were out all artsy-fartsy looking at some paintings. We were near KLIA, so we decided to try our luck and visit the festival again. Got the right address this time, but when we drove all the way there, it was so packed we couldn’t find a parking spot, and we saw no hot air balloons at all. Disappointment to the max :( ONLY THEN, I checked the website and realized that they only release the air balloons to the sky for demonstration at two points of the day (7.30am and 6pm). It was 12.30pm when we were there, SO, we went all the way back home. Again.
Hot air balloons and I have no fate :(
Hence, I have googled a picture of a hot-air balloon in an attempt to make myself feel better.
I wish my dog could be like that with my rabbit…and my other dog. Hahaha.
(insert own definition here).