elements beneath the sky...

Owning 2 masks - featuring my true self & the other self... I've drifted from the normal path. Juz some thoughts, opinions, complaints, gossips, bullshits... beneath the boundaryless sky that we share.

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I am... by my own standards... a simple, sincere, average-looking scopio who can be both quiet and crazy; one who needs time to warm up to people; a homebody; sometimes impatient and stubborn, and erm, a mech engineer who doesn't look and sound like one.

Friday, December 23, 2005

Go all out to give a xmas gift...

This was the very first time I had to crack some of my already diminishing brain cells to pass a x'mas gift to someone. I thought it was the gift selection process that was the most *headache* of all... but last Wed's experience proved otherwise.

Yup, ML & I went across the street to do a speedy shopping after class (and that was like 9.30pm already... oh no, shops closing soon). I helped ML find the black k750i silicon cover (a minute after we stepped into the shopping paradise) which she couldn't find for a whole hour before class. *I'm her lucky star*... After we found a little gift for KY, we rushed back across the street. [Time was around 10.10pm]. Realized the main door leading to the units upstair were locked from the outside. We blasted the "hotline" ("coldline is perhaps more apt) and busted the voicemail instead... "please record your message after..." *end call*... We evaluated all options but none was suitable (for one reason or another).

Me: I think the doors are locked by the security. How about look for the security guard and get them to open the door for us?
ML: Where to find them?

We then watched with amazement... one security guard walked past us. I think we were both a little stunned by the coincidence to do anything for a brief moment. Serious, we just looked at each other without doing anything... *We probably had little angels following us around - so lucky...*

Me: How?
ML: Eh, he's walking away...
*mai tu liao*

I'm rather surprised that the security guard can tolerate our nonsense. "Eh, all we wanted to do... is to pass this present to someone in unit #xx-xxxx... *give a blur blur look*... the door is locked, can you help us to open the door?..." After a brief assessment that the two siao-cha-bo *silly* gals can't possibly do any harm, he radioed his colleague to bring the bunch of keys over. *woo hoo* He got us to write down our names, ICs, address (but didn't asked for our IC to verify - so if people anyhow write also can?)... OPEN SESAME! Those people sitted around the door must be wondering what the hack we were doing - being accompanied by two security guards - one wait downstairs, the other escort us upstairs (coupled with the radio-ing)... *KY was pleasantly surprised*... oh mine, what a way of giving a gift...

"Yours sincerely" need not appear on cards in words at all, it can be spoken using "actions". ;p

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