The adventure of an upcoming comic artist!
In this episode!!
See! Fieza breaking her speed record! 178km/h!! On the highway!
Hear! Fieza singing her lungs out to Nightwish!!! IN THE CAR!! WITH THE WINDOWS DOWN!!! FULL BLAST!!
Neways….
I looked forward to go to my very ol’ art shop near my very ol’
college. I got up realy early today, 7:30am. Then my mum told me to
send my auntie to the bus station. Darn, 10% of my enthusiasm faded.
Ok, so i sent her off. Then i went out again, it was around 10:30am. I
didn’t have any cash in me at all, i only got like… errrm…. RM10 in
my wallet. Well it’s ok. My pay ( i worked in my dad’s clinic few years
ago, and he still hasn’t cut my pay. Weird.) was in the clinic’s office
so i went there to get the cheque. I need the money so let’s say if i
bank in th echeque, i’ll get it like in 3-4 days. And i need it like…
TODAY??? I went to town to cash in the money. Ironically, today was the
first day of school, and you know every eager parents would wanna send
their kids to school. And you know there’s gonna be a massive jam on
the road. Oh boy. I managed to traverse the jam. But i could not
traverse the people in the bank. WA LAU EH!!! It’s ok it’s ok. I took
my number. 1125. Now it’s 1005. So i have like a lot of time before my
number’s been called. So it’s ok, i decided to take a walk in Klang
town.
It’s been awhile since last i walked thru the busy lanes, watching
pedestrians walking by, buses waiting for passengers. I used to take a
bus here to my college. That was before i know how to drive. LOL!
Walking like i have no care in the world, i visited several places that
used to be my hang-out place. One of ‘em’s the mamak stall next to a
second-hand car shop. So i sat and ordered teh o’ panas (hot tea) and
roti kosong (asian pancake). The owner greeted me and i said hi. So i
was wasting my time eating and drinking, then i left. I went to the
bank and the number was 1089. Again i decided to go further into town.
There’s this one shopping mall i used to go, it’s called The Store. I
went in, checking out the bags and clothes and all sorts of things they
were selling. A young Indian girl walked pass me, as if she’s rushing
for something. I eyed on her. She was going from counter to counter,
asking them if they have a vacancy for her. I realised she was looking
for jobs. Acting like a spy, I followed her from behind. Then i saw
this neat looking shirt, and 1 minute when i wanted to continue
following her, she was gone. Heck! there goes my role-playing game.
LOL! Actually i wanted to help her get a job too. Too bad.
There were lots of cellphone stalls here. I asked around for a Sony
Ericsson K700i. Different stalls, different prices. What do u expect.
Relaxed, i went back to the bank. 1140??? OH NO i missed my number.
When i took anuther number it was 1180!! Forget it, i need help right
now. I called up my dad and told him what happened. He scolded me for
being careless. UHUK UHUK. Well, he told me to go to the clinic and see
him so i did. Thank God my dad helped me in time, he gave me RM500
(same amount in the cheque). I thanked him and quickly sped off to
Win’s Art Shop, half an hour from Klang.
I was in full spirit when i realised a Proton Wira hinting me for a
race. Well, sorry to be rude but this was what i said in the car. Quote
–> "Bugger!! You think i can’t drive coz i’m a girl? You wait and
see! I’ll show you who’s the girl!" So he revved his engine. And i
revved mine. We speedily change lanes here and there to see if we can
outrun each other. Then suddenly he was stuck, a slow moving car was in
frnt of him. I saw this oppurtunity to break from him and swerved to
the left. And i hit the gas, he was long gone!! MUUAHAAHHAHAH!!!!!!!
Ooooo sweet revenge!! 
I reached Win’s Art Shop round 12:15. I was caught in the mad jam,
parents sending kids to school. But i rached my destination finally. It
was a nostalgic moment. All my college days started flashing through
me. It was this very shop that spent half a day looking for a Blond
Wood marker pen. It was also this very shop where i did my final
project and i cut my finger doing it. They have expanded so it looks
bigger now. Ironically, they can’t find a Bristol paper. I was
like….. oh brother. While they were looking for it, i searched for
some drawing pens and markers and some mounting boards. I striked a
conversation with the lady of the shop. She told me that her husband
recently had stroke. I told her about my mum who had stroke for 15
years. I told her to be patient about it, as stroke patients are very
emotional and sensitive (tell that to my mum). I left at about 1pm.
Henry called and invited me to lunch at A&W.
I reached home at 1:30pm. Henry picked me up and on we go. We had a
good time making fun of each other. He threw tissues at me, i threw
tissues at him. He sent me home at farted in the car. I beat the hell
out of him and he beats me back. When he reached my home he saw my 2
cats waiting for me. He knew i’ll freak out when he plays with my cats.
So he grabbed Pippin and tried to hurt her, and i was screaming like
nobody’s business!!!! I beat him and slapped him and he was laughing
his head off. then he left.
It is now 4pm and i am pooped. I need to update my folio and print out
some artworks. Mum told me i need to go to my bro’s house at night. I
was like.. WHAT??? I need to do my work! OMG! Why this? So i was
thinking that i had to bring my work there and do it. No choice. *sigh*
So that is my adventure so far. Funny eh? 
<—- You shall die before your sword fell!!!!!
