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Saturday, November 30, 2013

My Virgin Tigerair journey

So I've only tried AirAsia till todate..

Kuching, Hatyai, Hong Kong, Singapore..
All was AirAsia airline..

This time round I've decided to fly tigerair.
Nice.. 

My flight was to take off at 10.15am.
I got up at 7a.m..
Got ready and only left my house at 7.40am..

Skybus schedule SCARED me because it showed that it will only leave every 30minutes.
The next thing I told my brother was to speed.. But on a second thought, there are many other busses that I could still take to reach LCCT.

Safety was more important that catching the flight.. If we were to get into an accident, then I'll still miss the flight.. So safety was my priority.

Reached KL sentral at 8.a.m. SHYT.. The road where the bus was waiting didn't allow cars to pass by anymore (last time can). So we had to take another round and stopped abit further.. DAMN.. Walked at least 5 minutes to the busstop..

The earliest bus was to leave at 8.15am. Skybus cost me RM10.. It was a 50 minute drive.. Reached LCCT at +- 9.05am.. IM STILL EARLY (my bf was extra kancheong that I might miss my flight).. 

Lucky my check in lane was EMPTY. Good thing. I was only asked for my passport. Conformation code was not required. GREAT.

The counter guy was friendly enough to tell me my gate number and that I can proceed to the departure hall. He even pointer to me the entrance to the departure hall.. NICE..

For the first time, I was asked to remove my belt because of the 'beep beep beep' noise..

I was already at the departure waiting hall at 9.20.. Plane was to take of 10.15. I had plenty on time and went on to buy hot & roll, chapatti cheese sausage..

Just when I sat down to start eating, I saw the board at gate T4 flashing 'final call' to board the plane.. T4 door was closed.. & it was only 9.30.. I asked the guy at gate T3, tigerair to singapore for 10.15 boarding now? YES was his answer.. Shyt. There were not many people siting at the gate.. Was I late? I was scared to be the last to board the plane.

Hurried eating. Board the plane and was welcomed by very nice/beautiful smile people.
The air steward and stewardess was very friendly.

I got to my seat and ask the stewardess if tigerair always board early? And she said yeah. Because they want to take off on time.


My journey on the air was good. 

They sell alcohol too??

Reached singapore happily and safely.

I'll definitely fly tigerair again for the friendly air staffs..

😊😊😍😍

Friday, November 22, 2013

Where is the ACTION?

I may look big. I may look brave. But I'm actually scared.

I've got this crazy/stupid/mad thought when something happens (1st thought wanna fight for my right, 2nd thought nevermind lar).

For example, today's incident. I went into one of the personal care store and wanted to buy hair care product.

I saw there was two price (RM7.80 and RM6.93) tag. RM7.80 had dates (21/11/13-25/12/13) and RM6.93 was on sale tag PWP but didn't have dates.

My only thought was if I buy 2, then I get the price of RM6.93 and I took 4 of the product.

Went to the cashier and checked out my items (didn't see the amount she was keying in). Then after walking half way out the store, I looked back at the receipt and was like ' WHY the amount not same 1? Where is my discount?'.

Went back to the cashier lady and asked her 'how come the amount is different?' And she told me 'itu harga sales lepas'.

Like WTF? Then I thought to myself, since I'm using my office shirt today, I don't want to ask so much, cz it was lunch time, queue was long at the counter, and it's just RM3.48 extra.

Neway, before walking away from the counter, I did tell the cashier lady to take off the PWP price if that is not the price they are selling the items for which she did apologies (but didn't take away the price tag - more details below).

I went back to the rack where my item was displayed. Took a photo of the price and then walked off.. My first thought was INSTAGRAM then FACEBOOK tagging the store name asking if they were gonna refund me my money (cashier in store cannot make decision 1).. But after that I remembered I have a friend who is working in the HQ..

Hehe.. Start thinking. Block the loyalty card number *ready to post on instagram*..

But ended up sending msg to my friend asking if the store will refund my money back?? Sent her the photo *edited*.. She sumore laugh at me and say 'still edit nice nice'.. Of cz lar, 1st thought was to Instagram mar.. Of cz must edit nice2..

Then was thinking n thinking.. Asked her to check if they will refund back my money bcz I dun wanna go n demand/ask my money back if at the end of the day they choose to not refund me.. But I did know that since the PWP price didn't have date, I can still argue. They mislead me...

SEE at the end, I syok sendiri. Wanna post on FB but don't dare demand from the store.

While my friend was asking the person in-charge, my only thought was 'haiyah, nevermind lar RM3.48 only mar' but, it's money ler..

Then she got back to me saying that I can ask for refund.. Hehe 😇😇✨🌟💫 can get back my RM3.48.. So I told her, can belanja her Pisang goreng ady (I'm craving for it now..zzzz)

After a while I got a call from the store saying that I can go n get my money.. Woohoooo.. Which definitely was refunded with my friends help.  

The manager sumore apologies on behalf of his team.. Nevermind lar, you ask them to make sure price correct can Liao..

I DID GO AND TAKE BACK MY MONEY LOR..!!!!!

The worse part was, I go back to the store and then they had to get the person who called me and then she pulak ask me what is the PROBLEM?

I tot ur manager told you ady?

Why ask me again wor?

The other thing was the PWP price tag was still on display when I went.  Like WTF?? How many ppl had they mislead on the same day? Or maybe from yesterday onwards? They only took off the tag when they had to do the refund..

TERUK..!!!

AMACAM KERJA ITU MACAM?

** I guess I just don't like to fight for small stuffs like this
** but on the positive side, they took off the tag ady. Dunit to mislead people now

Don't start a fight with me.. I might just give in.. =)

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

If I was a boy

When I was little, every1 who comes to my mother's office would ask her 'where is your son?'.. Like WHAT? Girl lar.. 

Used to act like a boy.. Maybe cz my mum was yearning for a son, so ended up look like a boy and attitude also so MAN..

I remember, after maybe like 10++ years, there was this old customer of my mum came to her office after soooo long and ask, 'so wads your big boy doing now?' My mum was like 'daughter lar. I only have 1 youngest son'..

When I was in school, I was already independent. Too MAN for the girls.. I even had 7 wife like 'wai siu pou'.. 

Never needed people to treat me like I was fragile and now my bf doesn't treat me fragile either. I guess I am more independent than he is.. Or maybe because he always had someone else to do things for him that he doesn't need to do everything by himself. NOW that he is all by himself in a foreign country, he shall learn to be MR INDEPENDENT and I shall start being the fragile 1 in this relationship. At the end of the day, I'm still a girl and I still want my bf to treat me like a fragile kid.. Will that ever happen? Not sure. 

How I met my bf? Soon to be revealed =)

Stay tuned

Tuesday, November 19, 2013

The Nescafe me

I was thinking and thinking and thinking. Maybe I should just start writing about my relationship with a ceylonese boy.

I'm an average Mixed parentage girl who grew up in a kampung which is not so kampung called Jinjang.

Dad Indian and mum is a Chinese. Coffee + Milk = Nescafe

I was suppose to grow up like a typical Indian girl, speaking fluent Tamil, using the Indian traditional cloths and going to temple every Friday and maybe write in Tamil.

But all that vanished when my Tata (dad's side grandpa) passed away when I was about 5 years old. I don't quite remember about Tata, but my mum, Patti (dad's side grandma) and Ateh's (dad's side aunties) always said that he used to chase me around the house with a rotan because I love 'eat walking'. Never liked siting and eating. So I'll hold my bowl and start walking around the house dropping rice everywhere. And the other thing I remember about him is he forcing us to go to temple (where he was a committee member) to learn how to write in Tamil. Those were my dying days (I thought so), after kindergarten go home, bath and go to temple, forced to sit down n write. If only he was still here, I'll be able to write and speak fluent Tamil.

That's it. No more other memories about him.

I love my Patti a lot. She was like the best. Don't want to learn Tamil? No problem. Don't want to use traditional cloths? No problem. She is always supportive of us. Therefore, I never grew up like an Indian. I failed to show the Indian side of me. 

Grew up in a Chinese area. My mandarin, Cantonese, Hakka is better than my Tamil. Went to a Chinese kindergarten. But don't remember how to write now.

All I know now is 我爱你 (I love you)。

Easy characters still can read. Takes time to get used to the characters.

Went to a Malay primary and secondary school. Mixed with Indians when I was in primary and moved on to Chinese when I was in secondary. Then form sixths friends were mixture of all races and so was university. Had African friends too.

Ask me again how I met my ceylonese bf? I would say from a friend. Or maybe form sixth. The truth is? Will be revealed in my next post.

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