My day today began with errors from a test and I practically spent the whole day at work getting lost in a maze of wires, signals, muxes and flops. Erm, in simple English, it means I had to trace the circuitry to find out what was wrong with my model. Well, the first half of the day, I was really engrossed in my work and then I got really tired. Okay, this post is not going to be wasted on the sucky parts of my day.
Let’s see, I had Nasi Babi for lunch! The char siew, siew yuk and the lap cheong are sooooo nice! Actually it’s not Nasi Babi, it’s supposed to be Nasi Ayam but the ayam there is not as nice as all the pork dishes so we just ordered pork. Haha. This Chicken Rice shop is in town, under an old, dingy hotel called Sky Hotel where the only requirement for a room is that you “Do Not Spit”.
After lunch, I was really drowsy, can pengsan there and then if I have a bed. Haha. Debbie felt the same way too so we decided to head to the cafe to get some drinks and play Hangman. Hehe. Intel already started to offer free drinks so it’s really cool, whenever you need a drink, you can just head to the cafe for free drinks. Hangman was fun, the theme today was “Brands”. She came up with Sakai for me, and I survived with a mere guess. She said Sakai is a company that manufactures tractors. Really meh? Haha. And she lost it when I gave her BMW. Haha. No vowels, making it very difficult. After a few rounds, I took the paper and started writing this “The sun is high ” and we created a longgggg sentence.
My words are in red while Debbie’s words are in blue. Here goes..
The sun is high because it is noon and it is very hot like in a sauna, so hot that I feel sleepy like as if I’m counting sheeps in a field in New Zealand where the air is so cool even with the sun high up and the weather hot like hot chocolate cap Cadbury which is the yummiest chocolate ever made its way to Malaysia, land of various cultures including mat rempit culture who are crazy bikers with not-so-sexy chicks and also sucky Prime Minister who loves to sleep and talk about meaningless issues with his ever-monotonous voice to his also-sucky government which debates in Parliament like they are school children or in more direct words, like monkeys in the jungles of Sarawak, land of hornbills and jungles where orang utans live in peace and harmony and where people live on trees and hammocks which are built so high up that you can only see them if you’re on a canopy walkway which is a damn scary hanging bridge.
And Debbie ended it there. And I don’t know why every time Pak Lah comes up in our conversation, someone will always mention his favourite pastime, sleeping. See, I’m doing it again. Haha. I think I’m just full of crap. Haha.
When I went back to my cubicle, I got a message from Zhi Ling, a.k.a. Mr Magoo. We call her Mr Magoo because she’s very funny and a bit cartoonish and somehow, she reminds us of Mr Magoo. Haha. She said “I’ve finished drawing your pot!”. This is the best gift of the day! Love this picture you drew! Love you, Mr Magoo! Hahaha. Thanks for taking 2 hours of your holidays to satisfy my whims and fancies! Hahaha.

So cute!
Looking at the picture, I commented, the girl looks crazy and all over the place like me. She said, “She’s supposed to be you!”. Haha. Ya, I’m crazy. People around remind me enough that I am crazy. Even the mere mention of me going back this weekend to help Grandma make dumplings is able to put her in stitches and “laugh till wanna die”. She can “imagine my funny face making the dumplings”. Laugh on. I made your day, I know. =p