lilin >_

hullo people…

lilin’s back in penang. another two more years to study. the slowest to graduate among all. bla bla bla.

u noe wut? wen i went to take a pic for my matric card last tuesday, the woman said ‘i tak boleh letak nama awak sebagai lilin di kad awak la. i letak li lin okay?’. duh. wut’s the difference? u can letak ‘lilin yang cantik’ for all i care =p

monday, during registration, of all things i chose to sport my BRAND NEW cargo pants. of all things i suddenly had to go to the bathroom. of all toilets i had to choose the one i normally don’t go to. and of ALL things the pants had @#$%^ shallow pockets. so in the end, after i did wutever i had to do, i heard a loud applause for my efforts. it vaguely sounded like ‘THUD…-klong -klong-Klong-klonnnnng-SPLASH’. the person beside my cubicle was like ‘LILIN WUT HAPPENED???’. i told her dat my phone went for a swim. i looked down the lonnngggg deeeeepppp pipe and the oni vision i got was a puddle of dark blackish water.

i went out of the toilet, told everyone who cared to listen, dat my phone drowned, and askd them to not to call me dat particularly devilish day. and the only reaction my fren gav out wen he walkd pass the toilet is ‘lilin, do u wanna hear ur phone ring?’  *im gonna kill him*

so, dats not the end of our adventure. that nite, i had a sleepless nite. i made a resolution to rescue my phone from dat hideous place, get my fat-wit-contacts sim card, and give my phone a proper final resting place. (after all, whoever had had a 5 year old sony ericsson? got attachments weh…) the oni problem is, wenever i closed my eyes to try to get some sleep, the vision of me, head sticking dangerously close to the freaking squat bowl of a school toilet, right arm coated wit a plastic bag fully down the toilet hole, and groping aimlessly around to feel my phone! and the only things i managed to grab hold of are long, cylindrical objects  which  are sumwat mushy to the touch. HOW TO SLEEP LA IF VISIONS OF THINGS LIKE THIS KIP FLASHING IN UR HEAD???

the next day, haunted by my poor phone floating among other things, i declared dat i will launch operation rescue sony. i called buddy and askd him to bring me a big plastic bag, which he faithfully did. the plastic bag he brought was… big…-er than the average tapao char-koay-teow bag. so v stole CLEAN garbage bags from the bins on our way to the toilet, and got a steel pole wit us (just in case la). and all buddy askd me was… ‘u sue u wan to take it ah? it’s been there for a whole night. so well-marinated dat it is ready to be fried!’. dat kinda gross me out.

so wut we did was, v sneaked into the toilet. LOCKED the doors. looked deeply into the $%^@ toilet bowl, and decided to stick the pole in to judge the depth. alas, it really was as deep as my right hand. so v poked the pole around, trying so ‘feel’ if the poor phone is still lingering down there, and in our semangat-ness in stirring the sewage water, a familiar stench begin to fill the entire toilet.  wut next? LARI-lah!!!

in our hurry to lari sekuat yang mungkin, buddy’s car rosak pulak. gear box problem. dat’s another sad story. so there we were, strandd in school until help came…

so, there goes my phone (and buddy’s car. i tink that toilet doesn like me la). wen i announced dat i nid to go to the loo, my concerend frens will call out ‘lilin, CAREFUL of ur phone ah!’.

so people, be mindful of ur phones wen using the toilet. and for goodness sake, FLUSH after using the toilets! jagalah kebersihan tandas bersama.

ps: do text me ur contacts ya? thank you =)