Besides that...

I realized after posting I didn't really talk about the day's events at all! Not even the people who went to watch it with me (which is: nawal, aza, beverly, and the double jacqs/jacq squared/etc).

Haha.. we were all so scared we wouldn't be able to get past the Age Requirement, because not all our birthdays have come to pass, but fortunately, they just needed to check the year of our births. HAHAH, our sighs of relief were SO LOUD it echoed (or maybe not).. and we all whipped out our ezlink cards faster than you can say velocious. (nawal and i had a very fun vocabulary challenge after the movie, naming back-and-forth each other all the V words we know =)

Then at the toilet, nawalie realized she didn't bring any pads along, and I got my period then and there, so we made a trip to Carrefour, leaving the rest in the restroom to groom and preen themselves to their hearts' content.

We went to the upper storey of Carrefour first, cause we knew all the foodstuff were at the bottom one; but then as we walked down the aisles, we didn't see one ambiguous pink/blue packet at all. So we went downstairs, discovered that it really was all food and even asked the weighing aunty where to go.

Went up again.. asked the jewellery counter woman where they kept the darn things and while i was doing that, i felt a mild thud at the back of my heel. It was a friggin toy car controlled by a salesman. Like, what the hell?? Grow up lah. So it is true that guys are 7 years junior to girls. Well, till they're 25, or whatever. Meanwhile, Walie was hopping away behind me, avoiding the car like only a good friend can, RIGHT, RORIE? -_-

Nevermind, anyway, we followed her directions, got to the godforsaken deserted and obscure tucked away part of Carrefour (I know they want discreet but please don't put pads in the siberia of supermarkets), got the bloody pads (pun intended =) and left the triwizard di-storey maze.

Oh yes, meanwhile, somewhen along the path, walie spotted a men's thong on a dummy butt and HAHAHAH it was so grosssss!! I took a picture - wal said an aunty saw me and gave a weird look or something. But who cares! It is absolutely, PRICELESS.

Back at the toilets, as JacqC dropped hair all over the floor, JacqOw smsed me the following message:

"both jacqs are going to cement your Asshole if you don't hurry."

Very encouraging.

So erm, yeah we went to eat (had this stupid beverly KOH for potassium hydroxide conversation, and etc) then we were off to the cinema. Had to show our ezlinks AGAIN at the tear-ticket-ing booth, and finally YESYESYES, we were TH-ROO.

Entered the cinema, watched the film and this time, JacqC had her insulating hair to cover her and thus there were no repeated episodes of her chattering teeth (like on Walk the Line day), etc. Good for her!

End of the film, out the cinema, and I realized I left my wallet inside. Ho hum. Pig's bum. Nothing to worry. Stop it with y'all exasperated sighs, for I am immune, immune, I say. Anyway, luckily, JacqOw saved the day! (and her $, for she was the one who bought it... =)

Go home, gonna start planning for a roadtrip to Malaysia to set off fireworks on the fifth of November this year..

The surprises never end.

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