If I had known that I was gonna trudge around a mall looking for something today, I probably never would've worn heels. Particularly THOSE heels. *hisses* God, they fucking hurt!
First off, instead of going straight to F.O.S in One Utama, it was traipsing all over Sunway Pyramid, in and out of about 5 different shops before finally, settling on F.O.S. In those heels. Even with thick layers of micropore the sides still chafe! Ouch. >:(
Then came arts and craft time. Those good for nothing fabric dye markers were like running out of ink the moment the plastic came off. The result, weak colouring on the designs, and a whole lot more headache for the designers.
Next was the fact that I was almost completely knocked out by 6.30 pm due to a prolonged and overdue sleep debt. The body is a ruthless creditor. Can't take no for an answer.
After that came the 2 and a half hour traffic jam. Rushing to Mid Valley, I drove straight into a traffic jam the moment I left the building. Took the Federal Highway from Subang, drove through a jam, thought I was going in the wrong direction, and made a U Turn. Drove through another jam right to the toll booths going into Klang and Shah Alam before suspecting that I might be going the wrong way THIS time. Took out my GPS which confirmed that I WAS going the wrong way and had made the damn U Turn for nothing. Seriously, by the way I was going at it, you would've suspected that I LIKED being in traffic jams that I kept going back for more. So I made ANOTHER U Turn, back to the toll, back on the highway, heading the right way this time, and hit another jam. An even bigger and slower moving one. Crawled and inched the car along the Federal, all the way to Mid Valley. I started my journey at least an hour earlier than everyone else and I not only arrived the latest, but I took about 3 times the amount of time the rest took to get there. No kidding, throughout the ENTIRE journey, there was about 30 seconds of smooth sailing and the rest was inching my way through a massive traffic jam, getting edgier and edgier the later it got.
Sugar called me, "Hey where you? I'm in front of Solaris now,"
"I'm stuck in a horrible jam on the Federal,"
"Oooh... Ok, I'll see you there,"
*20 minutes later*
Sugar: "Hey where you? I'm here already."
WTF???
I had barely inched through 20 METERS of the highway and she's managed to get all the way from Solaris to Mid Valley in that amount of time. In a cab. -_-""""""" By the end of it all, I was so sick of all the songs in my pendrive.
Next up, I drove into the parking lot, taking what I THOUGHT was the right lane, heading into what I THOUGHT was the Gardens parking lot B. I turned a corner and... pukimak... I was in Mid Valley parking zone C. Tiny, crowded, cramped and with about 10 cars pouring in every few minutes. Me being one of those idiots as well. How the hell I ended up there, I still don't know.
Sugar: Where you? They're here, parking ady."
WTF???
"How did they get here so fast!?" O.O... :o
Original plan: Be the earliest, work on shirt with Sugar, and reserve table at Chilis.
New plan: Be the latest, work on shirt with Sugar, and enter Chilis fashionably late. Not that I'm never NOT fashionably late.
When I finally found parking, God must've taken pity on me, this guy drove out and I was in his parking space within seconds. Went to meet up with Sugar, hoping hoping hoping that there was enough time to finish the shirt and that Sugar can work her magic on it after what Water and I thought was our disastrous handiwork on it. Turns out it wasn't that bad. Hmmmm. :)
Status update
Punctuality: Late
Energy: Really Low
Mental Abilities: Systems shut down.
Feet: Oooow... :s
Sugar sat down on a bench in Mid Valley and started work on the other half of the shirt while I went to the loo, emerging like I was just done snorting some coke.
Sugar looked so beautiful tonight. I kid you not, seriously, she was so beautiful that looking at her I felt like crying. I already felt like crying from the moment I emerged from the parking lot, being a bundle of nerves with fucking lousy shoes. I hate those shoes.
I think I got a bit hysterical for a moment there. I just felt so grateful to her for taking over the job, helping to complete the artwork on the shirt, thankful for her funky, artsy skills and handwriting, thankful that she's such a kind, helpful person, just bloody thankful that she's THERE with me and helping me!!! Seriously when I looked at her, she bloody fucking GLOWED. Radiant. GLOW I tell you!!! THAT was just how hysterical and grateful I was. But come to think of it, Sugar WAS pretty smokin' hot tonight anyway.
We FINALLY got to Chilis, not too late, I kicked off my shoes and the party began. :D
Aaaah but Pepper, for you, t'was all worth it. It would've been a pretty bad day if it weren't for you. Indeed, if it weren't for your birthday celebration tonight, today would've been classified as a pretty bad day. But because of you, it wasn't. It was a GOOD day. :) We love you Pepper. You know we do. Happy Birthday to you my dear friend. Here's a big red-lipsticked kiss from me to you. MUAXX!!! :D
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