This morning I was rudely awoken by my dad. He was supposed to go and get the new apartment keys from the agent, but he "decided that me driving him would be much faster" so he waited the half an hour it takes for me to get up just so I could drive him a few blocks down to the estate agent's. *sweat* Okay, this next bit really pisses me off. So off we went to QV, happily holding our new keys and naturally expecting them to work. We reached the front entrance, and waved the access card in front of the sensor.
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Nothing. *wave*
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Still nothing. *wavewavewave*
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WTF??? *jams card insistently against sensor*
*mashes card against sensor. no green light. mashmashmashmash. NOTHING!*
The bloody agent gave us an access card that didnt work! HOW THE FRIG were we supposed to move in??! PLUS the stupid agent was actually ON LEAVE this whole week and the person who had to root around to find the keys for us in the first place was out of the office whenever we called (how convenient). Thank God we bumped into the bulding manager on the lift. He had a set of keys with him, which he gave to us of course, but my god the agents suck. OK. NOT END OF STORY. We circled the bloody QV carpark 10 million times, but we couldn't find the bloody carpark! Because QV has public parking for shoppers and tenant parking for residents y'see. But all the signs said public parking and there were no signs for tenant parking! They say driving is supposed to be relaxing but my arms hurt from all the u-turning and three-point turning and going round and round, can?! We kept going up to random gates and jabbing the button on the remote to absolutely no avail until the security guard came to halau us cos he probably thought we were terrorists. When we asked him how to get to the tenant parking, he nicely explained to us that:
1. We were pressing the wrong button
2. We were at the wrong place
3. There's a time limit of 10 minutes from the time you enter the carpark to get to your space, if not you get charged public parking fees.
Well OF COURSE we'd been there more than 10 minutes! We were probably there for half a frggin hour just circling the goddamn carpark! So we had to go out and come back in and we got charged 6 bucks because we went over 10 minutes! Lancheow greedy QV people! Terrorizing innocent residents just because you're too lazy to put signs pointing to tenant parking! Grrrrrrr
So that basically ruined all our moving in plans because we spend the whole morning trying to use faulty access cards and trying to open gates which did not lead to our carpark. Then we had to send my sister to the airport because she wanted to leave early. You know what they say about just when you thought it can't get any worse, it does?? I got a really really bad stomach ache just as we were supposed to leave for the airport. And it wasnt like the diaorrhea type kay?? I just felt really really not well and my stomach hurt so much but I still had to direct my dad to the airport. Sigh.
Aaaaanyway after we got back at around 4 we managed to move most of the boxes out of the old place and into the new place, and I managed to arrange for cleaners and carpet cleaners on Friday, so it was kinda productive even though it didn't really go according to plan. I kinda recovered after we got back (maybe I'm just airport-phobic??) although now I'm like covered with cuts and scratches because of my inevitable
I miss my boyfriend. Although he forced me not to buy my Winnie the Pooh plasters, which if I had bought, could have used to cover the blisters on my feet which are killing me every day because I have to run around and carry things. Ah crap, which reminds me I forgot to buy plasters. Sigh. I'll have to buy those ugly brown plain ones because they're more expensive over here. Eh, don't later sulk and say I'm blaming you. I just miss you.
Had a meeting with the Malaysian club committee at 9, right after we finished moving the last few things. Basically we decided to end the club because there is absolutely no way it is possible to continue when its in the state that the former president left it in. We aren't even actually recognized as the new committee, so how?! Now what we're thinking is to form a new Malaysian club. Sigh. To tell the truth I'm not really up to being President anymore. I dunno if this qualifies me as a quitter or a failure, but circumstances have changed and I'm going to be working this semester. I just dont know if I have enough time to handle being the leader of a club, especially a new one with no money, but which needs so much exposure and publicity.
Today I was supposed to go to uni to help Deeps out with his talk. I was supposed to have a part in his skit hahaha I was supposed to walk past him and Mario and be gawked at :P but I couldn't make it cos I was in the airport.
Hopefully tomorrow I can make it to uni and show my face at MUOSS because I have totally so been neglecting them even though I'm supposed to be one of the coordinators. Thank God Min Hau's the chief. He knows my
2 pixie potion(s):
u have a bf that misses u alot =.="" come lie on him...
I wish I could fly! Then I would poo on peoples heads for good luck!
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