KL Convention Center- Loading Area Door

Watch the KL Convention Center loading area door opening.

Hari Harta Intelek- The End of Exhibition

From 4'oclock onwards more and more booths were closing. I was waiting the instruction from my boss/my father-Mr Jimmy to close the booth.

Shortly after 5.30 pm I walked to the main booth to have a peek(whether they started packing). My brother and cousin brother both were busy packing. Then I went to the 2nd booth to pack. Dumping everything into a box and throwing rubbish into dustbin. I switched off the glass cabinet light and kept those wires and extension inside the box.

I didn't know why I was so enthusiastic when the time came to closing the booth. I just couldn't wait, I guess that was similar thing that happened to everybody-a surge of excitement when the job was done.

The box was carried to the main booth together with other stuffs. I left the glass cabinet there, let the Boss did the job.

Finally everything was done only left was to carry those things into the cars. My brother using all his effort to push the trolley loaded with stuffs to somewhere nearby the Big Door which waiting to be opened.

We waited and waited eagerly to see the Big Door opened. I even recorded that moment with my camera... I didn't expect it took a very long time to open the door, may be the Big Metal Door was too heavy. Within minutes we finished shifting the stuffs into cars. "Well Done!" Was time to go home.. bye bye

The Story of a Knife

Knife is an essential cutting tool. I try to remember on the birthday of Chang and Intan which we celebrated their birthday in Pizza Hut. Kavita was trying her best to cut a piece of pizza. She moved her knife back and forth several times and looked so hard to cut it. Soon our conversation started.
Me : It looks so hard for you to cut the pizza. Try put some more pressure to the knife.

Kavita : Cannot laa.. it doesn't look nice to cut in that manner. I'm a girl maa.. cut gently.. You know if my boy friend is here I will cut slower than like this..(that is regarded the fastest speed for her). Then only my boyfriend will help me to cut the pizza.. If I cut fast fast it looks rough for a girl then my boy friend 'cabutlah!'

Me : Hahaha...(laughing) :) So next time you may ask the waiter to get a sharper knife for you (aha, just kidding)
Layveeniea: I also like that.. You know (once upon a time) when last time I went to Kenny Rogers I cut the chicken also like hell... I cut a few minutes still cannot do.. Then my boy friend take my chicken and cut for me.... He separate all the meat from the chicken and put the bone aside (debone the chicken lahh..)... hahaha lol..

Su Juen and Intan Birthday!

My friends are having birthday and they celebrated during classmates gathering.

2 Days 1 Night in Gleneagles Hospital !

Can't wait to tell you the story. I had been 2 days 1 night in the hospital. I sleep in the hospital accompanying my grandma. Did I see a ghost? No. Did I hear the sound of a ghost? No. In fact I just hear the loud snoring sound of my grandma. I regard that as the loudest snoring in the 'World' can get into the Genius Book Record. Sooner the sound turned feeble. I was not used to the quietness in the hospital. I lied on the chair while listening to my favorite music station(mix.fm). I was half conscious in the sleep. It was half past two in the morning. Suddenly my grandma woke up, she cried my father name: 'Agoi, agoi...' i startled 'what is the matter' I thought. I said to her:' anything'? Then she slept back. I thought she was having a bad dream. A few minutes later she awake again. This time she wanted to go to the toilet. I accompany her to the toilet . It was hard for him both of her legs cannot move she had to use full strength of her hand muscles to move hereslf. I helped her at the side. I had never thought to ring the bell to call the nurses because she still can walk(slowly) and moreover she feel ashamed with the nurses. She walked slowly with the support of a yellow chair. Slowly walking while pushing the yellow chair in the dark corridor to toilet. Finally she can't stand any more, she urinate in her trousers. She told me that and I listened, I saw the floor was stained will urine. Eventually she reached the toilet. And yet it was another hard time for her to unwear the trousers and underwear and sit on the toilet bowl. Althought I helped her but it doesn't help much because I'm not strong to lift her. After that she walked back to her bed slowly as I watched from behind and give her assistance as needed. Under the dim light she can still manage to tie her underwear. She spent about 20 minutes to do that. It was hard for her under the weak visibility and I didn't want to switched on the light which I may afraid to awake other people. Then she went to sleep. I woke up in the morning , the light slowly crept in I looked at the watch it was 6.30 am. Feeling a bit boring I walked along the corridor in the room. Suddenly I stepped on something nasty, the figured out the watery stuff.. oppss.. it was urine, surely from grandma. I quickly wiped it out.

My new casio watch!

I bought this watch online. Just received it in this afternoon. It was a Casio Lady watch priced at RM92.00 with free postage from this Mywatch seller. Quite happy with the watch although the colour is a bit dull compared to the picture posted in the store and the size is a bit smaller than I expected. The first thought came into my mind when I saw the size of the watch, so small like a children watch." Then I think again:"  a lady watch must be small." Reasonable is it?

I remember my eData Bank casio watch which I look for signals in outside, but actually it has no signal, it is a type of watch which we need to type in all times and data manually into the watch, the eData Bank literally means it has big data storage.

N82 Gps Map Locating My House

Opps.. Not so clear.. The pointer is actually pointing at Setapak Jaya (My house) area.. cannot zoom in anymore.. must download google map to see the high clarity map like what my brother did and he showed off to me. I feel jealous of him.