` Intuition

So I spent my free Friday morning in my dad’s office.
I never realized how efficient the HP Laser Jet printer is! So cool!! :) Woohoo.

Went to Batu Caves then another site with him after that.

Anyway, for those who don’t already know, I have two phones and two sim cards. Yeah. I’m a sucker at it. I can’t decide which to keep, which to lose. After all, it’s “cheaper” if we communicate on the same network, right? hah. Sure. Big deal. I don’t even reload one of my DiGi now because the DiGi coverage at school is like !@#@$%^&&*. Anyway, most of those I bother sms-ing or replying are Maxis/Hotlink users. Explains why I use that stupid Hotlink line that’s pretty troublesome (and more costly, btw). And for those of you who message my DiGi, sorry I haven’t replied cos I hardly check the phone, let alone reload it. So technically I only need one phone.

At nightfall, I watched what happens in Vegas. It’s a beautiful show. Not the storyline but Cameron Diaz. I think she’s one of those “stars” who actually grow old gracefully. She’s got wrinkles here and there. First I was like “oh dear, WHAT HAPPENS IN VEGAS?” *stares at wrinkles*. Then I realized what the media has done to us. We’re used to perfected botox induced facelifts, self-made double eyelids, higher nose bridges/cheek bones (yes I know my nose damn flat la, thank you but I don’t quite care now), and big boobs (yeah don’t laugh la). Swear when I was younger, I actually considered going for a nose job. Hahaha. Wtf right. Mahem. Anyway. Yeah. If Cameron Diaz hasn’t got her jobs done, I think she’s my model woman now. If she has, damn she got a cheap job done. Yes. When I start rambling and publicly declaring my thoughts and my previous thoughts, people start assuming I am troubled. Haha. Yeah. You and I know why.

Back to the phone story. At 1.10am, after the “what happens in Vegas”, I suddenly realized I lost my phone.. The Hotlink one, with all my credit. Hoho. I’m the champion. I used my house phone to call my cell for about 10 minutes, to no avail.

Dad
Me

Dad I lost my phone.
Oh that’s good news!
No, cos then I’ll have to use one of yours.
That’s even better news! Or you can use your old one.
DAD! Can you please ar?...


Then, I started scrambling around for my other hp (which I thought was out of credit). I said thought, cos it was supposed to be credit-less (the state it’s been in since before I left for Australia). Then I checked. Reload RM100. Yes la. Triple jackpotttt. Just like the movie.


Dad, you reloaded my phone ar?
Yeah. You said no credit. Digi RM100=1year.
Oh okayyyy. Thanks papa. :)


Haha. I know 100 bucks sounds like nothing much to jump about, but my dad knows I don’t use that phone, and yet he did it for me. Awh. So sweet loh. I beh tahan. Lol. Not like he doesn’t reload my other phones when I ask him, whenever, Literally. Btw, meet the newest addition to the family. Our Canon DSLR D40. It can take 6.5 frames in a second. My favourite feature of all. *squeals.

Let's see what we've got inside...

heee. :)