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Susah-payah! xD

Sorry la I'm damn lazy to update.

Anyway, last Saturday was farny. Damn farny. And kinda nice too =)

Went to PJ with Chris, Anand and Danny for futsal. Played with Yuan and his bro's friends. All talk with an accent. Geez =s You're back in Malaysia for God's sake. Spare the accent man, we don't really give a shit back here. Especially when you're just playing footie.

3 teams. And guess which was the best? Us! Whee! 2 goals, winner stays. We managed to stay in the pitch for at least 2 games every time we entered the pitch. So we're not so bad after all? And I scored like nobody's business =D Haven't had such a good game in a long, long time. Cheers to that! =D

After that we went to State for dinner, with some pointers from Ying Ling. Went to Strawberry-something. Forgot the name. Not bad though. Like some cafe. Watched the first game of the EPL season there, Spurs vs Sunderland, with the new boys getting the win. Bought us all dessert. Guess I was feeling kinda rich that time =s

At 9pm...

Chris : Jom chao la.
Us : K.
*leaves place*
Chris : Where keys?
Danny: Not with me. Check your pocket.
Chris : Nope. You go back there check?
Danny : K.

Q: Why couldn't he find the keys?
A :Cause it was in the car. More specifically, it was in the ignition =.= (picture below)




What to do, what to do...


Step 1: Oh shit and panic.
Step 2: Call for help.
Step 3: Look for locksmith.
Step 4: Look for a potential car thief to lend a hand.
Step 5: Be your own locksmith.
Step 6: Lose hope and wish upon a star.
Step 7: Sit and crack lame jokes.

Apparently step 7 was the best. And it does kill time. It is what we do best, isn't it? Anytime better than walking around looking for key-shaped signboards that says LOCKSMITH but NO NUMBER. Well there was one with a number but...

Chris : Hello. Ini locksmith, err, err, tukang kunci ka?
xxx : *kiddy voice* har?
Chris : Lu punya bapak ada ka?
xxx : *kiddy voice* har?
Chris : Papa ada ka?
xxx : *rough voice* hallo? Salah nombor la.
Chris : K.

We just sat outside the car for an hour or two, making lame, but hilarious jokes that would keep anyone awake xD

Finally Chris' pops came and unlocked the door. As expected, mati enjin. Manpower needed to get it moving. Push, push, vroom! Sent us to Titiwangsa. It was already 11.30 by then. Lucky me I took the LAST train back home. From Sri Petaling I still had to walk home, at 12am =.=

End of a farny day =)