KLCC - the unplanned VERSION

ever since I've started work, and found out how boring it could be, I had been figuring out ways to get out of it. Don't get me wrong, I am grateful that my uncle gave me that job rather than I sit at home balling my eyes out in front of the tv (not that I dont ball my eyes out of the computer at work), but being there for hours and not having anything to do can be really boring.

so on my fourth week, I managed to score monday and tuesday off. How I pulled it off? I don't know but I was so glad to get off work. Mainly because I got unhealthily attached to Sims 2. But I figured taking the day off the third day of the week would be too rude. So I went to work on Wednesday but forget about rude when you're stuck in the office for 4 hours doing absolutely nothing. I instead attached myself to www.youtube.com and searched out some Sims 2 stuff. Hence the obsession.

It was until my uncle came to the office around noon and invited me to go shopping. Now THAT I can do. I instantly got off my computer and got ready for Subang Parade. My uncle and I set off to Parade with two of my colleagues. We got a pair of shoes for my uncle, shuttlecocks, a pair of shoes for Gomak, and a good lunch. That was quite a fun time.

Later we went back to the office where I got my new assignment. Not so fancy but it is something I can do. So I stayed there stealing moments to watch youtube.com videos some more before my uncle told me its time for him to send me home. My uncle was going to Australia the next morning so he dropped by my place to borrow a luggage bag before joining his friends for a badminton game.

That night, Diana invited me to this pameran, teknologi, Islam. The three words that I could make out. I was interested. Not for the exhibition but merely for skipping work and hanging out with Diana especially when its labeled KLCC. But decided that going to one day of work does not cover up two days of missing it.

The next morning, Mama reminded me that I didn't have to go to work because my uncle won't be there. Amidst the air liur and the taik mata, I cracked a huge smile and woke up for breakfast with my mom. Thats when I remember that Diana wanted a pal to the exhibition and I used the excuse that its for education that I decided to go. My mom allowed. I knew that Diana was to be joined by Kiki, Azzy and the new girl, Adilah. So I made soe phone calls and the next thing I know, founf myself in the car with Azfar and Adilah.

Knowing the awkwardness that would come, I actually felt scared to be in that car. I am not exactly the friendliest of a person and I was scared Adilah would take me as this annoying little lady she did not want to be around. But when I met her in the car, I was glad. Scared, anxious, glad. At least she was not someone that I could not click with. Actually, we clicked instantly.

We rode the KTM and rushed to Central. Exchanging conversations and trying hard to make it un-awkward-y as possible. At least it was like that for me. That was when I called Atikah until it was too late when I remembered that I wanted to surprise her. So I lied about being in the office and working while quote "sad sighing" about not being able to go. I know she felt I was weird but then again, whats weird if its not Farisa right?

We reached Central and planned to meet Diana. But luckily we managed to catch the train Diana was already on and we retarded-ly joined her on the LRT to KLCC. Conversations were exchanged. Laughs were let out. Yucky smells were.. smelt. ahahaha.

~~OMG THIS JUST IN: Gg just told me that her boss GEN will call me when they need extra help. Or rather she called me already. OMG! I am so gonna probably maybe hoping very badly bag that job. Alhamdulillah.~~

SO when we reached the entrance of KLCC, Didi and I headed straight to the toilet. After that we headed to the mall entrance and was happily greeted by the smell of "heaven" namely, roti boy. It was after several steps that we were greeted by a "higher level of heaven". Famous Amos.
So being the person who gets easily shaken by the smell of cookies, I bought a 100gm bag. Chewing the cookies happily, we headed to Kinokuniya. Now almost everyone who knows me knows that I am not a big fan of books. I mean, I do hang out in bookstores when I could, but I am just not the kind who goes around reading the synopsis of books. I get restless easily.

So it didn't help that Atikah was an hour late leaving me there in the bookstore for that long. After gushing over the Harry Potter books and the books I wish I could read from Meg Cabot, I was restless to get out of there. But luckily Diana decided to look for a book for Shameen's birthday present. So we roamed shelves for the right book.

Just when I got hooked to a book, Kiki came tumbling down the steps towards us (might I say she was not in her lacey skirt and denim jacket but instead in jeans and a white blouse) and was all.. "FARISA! WHAT HAPPENED TO WORK!?". Way to make a girl feel welcomed.

So next was lunch. Fighting over Food Court or otherwise, Diana and I decided to bring the group to California Kitchen Pizza or whatever the name is. California Pizza Kitchen. There you go. The place looked fancy, posh, expensive. I;ve been there once before with my mother and aunt but I remembered it being good that time. So we took our seat and made such a fuss about ordering. We ended up with a BLT pizza (credits to Kiki) and a plate of Fettucini Carbonara while azfar ordered a bowl of crispy salad something . While waiting for our food, we cracked many jokes and got to know a little bit about each other. While each complaining about how hungry we were. But when the food arrived, it killed all the appetite. But it did not die down the conversations because we only started a new conversation about how bad Atikah's taste is. This said because she ordered the BLT pizza which happened to be too vegetarian for us.

Summing up the pizza, all I can say is, its green. Its full of chopped salad and I mean covering the whole base of the pizza. All mouths were hunged and all stomachs were.. puking in their own way. When you take off all the salad, you'd be left with only the base, melted cheese, huge slices of tomatoes and squares of bacon. It was not the very least tempting but being hungry made it taste acceptable. Luckily the fettucini covered up the badness of the pizza. It wasn't great but it was much more edible than the naked pizza.

So we talked some more and cracked more jokes and laughed some more. Until I found that bottle of cheese dandruff and smothered my bare pizza with full load of cheese. When all is done, and I don't mean the mountain of chopped salad and peas, we relaxed our stomachs with more conversations and laughs while I found peace and justice from that one bottle of cheese.

After lunch I dragged them to ISETAN as I was looking for this set of couple's t-shirt Melisa got me crazy of. But the pair that I really wanted was not anymore available there. It got me all disappointed and Didi was unsatisfied as well. Love to Didi for feeling so deeply about this. Ahahaha. So it was after that that we walked like A THOUSAND MILES towards the convention center. But camwhoring our way there did not make it feel so bad.

Stepping into that place was amazing. The building was really nice and its cozy and so very.. quite and official. I don't know how to explain it but I got a jolt of excitement even though the exhibition that I was going to was on Perkembangan Sains dalam Tamadun Islam. Before we reached the hall, we got way sidetracked by the love of pictures and the beauty of the place.

We walked some more until we saw the red carpet and the men standing outside the hall while handing out our supposedly free tickets. Stepping in that place jolted me some more. I am not a very huge fan of historical things but being there felt rejuvenating somehow. Its greater that it was all about Islam. So we started out at one corner making the best of every explanation towards every thing. But after 20 minutes or so.. I was exchanging yawns with cards and cards explaining very little about the thing they were.. suppose.. to.. explain la.

Knowing that I must be very rude for being bored over historical Islamic things, I tried to make the best of each piece and reminding myself to be very excited over it. So it sort of worked because we spent quite a long time there. But the highlight to the exhibition was the hype that we get from hoping to win a plasma tv from the lucky draw. The movie that was playing was not as interesting as Atikah made it out to be. At least not for me because after 10 minutes I was asking Didi if we could get out of there. Then we made new nameless friends when we played a game and did an experiment on fake medicine or some sort.

After a couple of hours, we went out and camwhored in a girl's FAVOURITE cam whoring spot. The public restroom. ahahah. After that, Kiki ushered us all outside to the park to have our own photo shoot. It was great. Because even though I was on the brink of breaking my leg, I got to pose for many shots that were just different and quote Adilah "FRESH". ahahaha. We went around the KLCC Park and took many pictures and it ended with all of us complaining about being very tired, thirsty and even hungry. You'd be surprised how a few monuments and a shitload of snaps can make one stomach grumble.

So Coffee Bean was our rest stop. I stuffed myself with half a slice of Apple Crumble and a bottle of Drinking Water. That and also a few laughs, and a questionnaire made out to everyone. The point of the game was to create a conversation, and to get to know each other better. So now I know..

"Azfar is innocent but actually not"
"Adilah has one younger brother"
"Kiki hate green things"
"Diana laughs a lot when she's tired"

There you go. That rounds up a good day. It was already late so we decided to go back. That was when we parted with Atikah. But before we head out to the exit, we managed to stop at this clothes shop that sells a white top and a belt for RM300, each. Then we headed out to Vincci and Nose and then we decided to go back with our legs were too much wobbly already.

I did get to experience the feeling of going back at the rush hour though. The place was jam packed with people boarding the LRT to go back. So that means getting sandwiched all the way to Subang Jaya KTM station. Smells, noise, pain and sweat are seriously the worst combination I could possibly think of. But I wouldn't trade it because it gives me that experience. Also made me certain that THAT IS NOT the life I want. Done deal.

The outing ended with Azfar dropping me off at the bridge while I used his umbrella as a defense mechanism on the journey back home. Which was like.. 20 steps away. Ahahah.

It was a great day. I made a new friend, I added an item on my list of things I don't want to eat again, I camwhored enough to last me for.. a day, and I got to hang out with the people I love. Now who could ask for something better on a non-working day.

Ps: My uncle is off to Australia until Sunday the 18th so I am free till then. Now who says there are no justice in the world?

- say hello to a new found friend who turns out to be unfreakishly non-freaky at all. Adilah. (I told you those questionnaires were necessary because I dont even know her full name. Hmph)