its the day after the second day of being paid to stand around. its 11.42 pm, but earlier (and now i think) the weather is lovely. Lovely? At night?
yup, it was! if only malaysian weather was like this all the time, cool and super windy. my neighbors wind chimes have not stopped chiming since i got home, its really a lovely sound. on the other hand, the wind is whistling through the windows, freaky but cool at the same time. cool because you know it must be really howling out there.
ok. so we volunteered to … volunteer with some halal conference, even though we had no idea what we were supposed to do until like the day before. turns out all we had to do ws usher people about 20 meters from the registration counter to the conference hall, then herd them to the lunch/coffee break areas. and the best bit is it was rm50/day, with two days making it 100 ringgit for basically standing around. but that doesnt mean it wasn’t tiring – especially since i was in heels and standing for hours in heels is a recipe for chronic foot disaster. they feel like they are going to fall off. for the first day we had to be there at 7-ish – that meant waking up at 5.30am. the second day started later at 2.45, but still – getting there was an adventure in itself.
at the end of the first day my dad said he’d still have to be there early tomorrow, and my brother said he wanted t go early as well. ok. so who was gonna send us? how would we et there? (my dad picked us up from uia on the first day at 6.30am)
anyways, i arranged with my friends to meet at the lrt at 1pm so we’d have ample time in case anything came up. then on the day i wake up at 10 and i see my brother is still at home, so i say “i thought you were going in the morning?” but he didn’t say anything. ok…
so bla bla bla i was watching tv then at 11 my brother comes up and says get ready coz he’s going. and i ask, when? he says – now.
b-b-but i was going to meet my freinds at 1…!
i’m going now
so i go to my room and debate whether i should just go with my friends at 1 or call them and tell them to get ready pronto coz my bro didn’t go in the morning.
11.20 – i decided whatever the case i should take a shower first. afterwards i decided i would go with my friends – what would i do alone in pwtc for 3 hours anyway?
so i continue my tv watching. meanwhile my brother didn’t seem like he was going to shower anytime soon.
12 – my bro finally takes his towels in preparation for the shower, so i decide i might as well tell my friends that my brother could get us if we were in uia at 12.30. but that was kinda tight, so zah and hiba said they would go by lrt.
12.20 – my brother still hadn’t showered – so i told hiba she could come at 12.45 with zah. 5 minutes later my brother hands me his shirt (can you iron it for me?) and says, i think i’ll just pray in uia.
so then i relay this message to everyone to their exasperation
and sorry zah that i stressed you out and you couldn’t make it!!!