View of the Parking before the apartment Roland Holstlaan
Park before Apartment Apartment Building
Room I'm in Entrance Gallery
MY ROOM!
Monday, September 05, 2005
My New Place
View of the Parking before the apartment Roland HolstlaanMY ROOM!
Wednesday, August 31, 2005
Pink: Misunderstood
Pink the color, I mean.
It's not a dirty word. I'm in my pink phase and I'm sick of all the looks I get when I go pink in my choices.
By the way...it's also for Breast Cancer Awareness, a cause very dear to my heart. (Bye Aunt 6)
I'm in the process of moving into my student room in Delft and I've choosen like all pink stuff, plaid, dish drip rack, afwasbak, EVERYTHING and people look at me like I'm going nuts. Well..I"M GOING PINK!
it's not a girl thing, well mostly not. It's not a child thing. It's me being able to say...you know what..I LIKE PINK!
From my Kate Spade to my iPod to my room in Delft. I'm gonna pink it all if i want. It's no longer the domain of the girl who i totally dislike (YOU KNOW WHO) it's my color and anyone else after that. It does not stand for saccharine prissiness (i like my pink hot!) it's bright n cool for summer and sparkly with silver for a sassy winter.
BTW: I know Kate Spade has a pink leather holder for iPod minis. (listening? fairy god mothers?!)
Day out at Efteling 28-08-05
Geert & Jeanne
Efteling Theatre
Bas n Geert
Lieke n Me
Her Ultimate Cuteness, Lieke Polling
Ray-Banned
Suikerspin! it's pink it's yummy!
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
What to do when you lose your car doors.
In an effort to go GREEN perhaps the owner of this potential "pimp my ride" vehicle, has decided to re do his back doors in wood. Nicely done.Strange sights of Donderdag Meppeldag
Every thursday in the summer in Meppel, where GJ lives, they have a little town festival. Sights include a man dressed as a cave man, inclusive of giant club traipsing through the town to the sound of old women covering Kylie Minouge's "Can't Get You Out of my Head".Perhaps the huge club was to help to beat it out of their heads?
A little friend from the park
Hello my little friend from the park.
You came around the sniff by our feet even though you kept getting yelled at by your owner for lagging behind.
This is for showing him who's in charge. For running off in the opposite direction to sniff poo by the water side and then run back to him with your cute tail between your legs when he actually walked back to yell at you for being lazy.
Green.
I'm exchanging my concrete jungle home for a green forest of respite.
Look and breathe deep, my mostly myopic friends back in Singapore.
Live by Numbers
Your age.
Your birthday.Your time of birth.
Your figure measurements.
Your Shoe Size. Your amount of shoes.
Your bag collection. The amount of apartment you can fill it with.
Your mobile, home, office and fax number. The number of email accounts you have.
Your address, your postal code.
Your clothes size. Your hat size. Your underwear size.
Your car plate number, your license.
Your identity number, your insurance number and your student card number.
Your credit card number and your bank account.
Your time spent on planes, on rackety transport.
Your friends and their numbers.
Your time and everyone elses.
Your siblings, your parents, your grand-parents and extended family.
So many things we can quantify and represent in numbers but we shouldn't.
Lastly, to all the people who loved to watch Lost.
four, eight, fifteen, sixteen, twenty-three, forty-two.
Your birthday.Your time of birth.
Your figure measurements.
Your Shoe Size. Your amount of shoes.
Your bag collection. The amount of apartment you can fill it with.
Your mobile, home, office and fax number. The number of email accounts you have.
Your address, your postal code.
Your clothes size. Your hat size. Your underwear size.
Your car plate number, your license.
Your identity number, your insurance number and your student card number.
Your credit card number and your bank account.
Your time spent on planes, on rackety transport.
Your friends and their numbers.
Your time and everyone elses.
Your siblings, your parents, your grand-parents and extended family.
So many things we can quantify and represent in numbers but we shouldn't.
Lastly, to all the people who loved to watch Lost.
four, eight, fifteen, sixteen, twenty-three, forty-two.
Thursday, July 28, 2005
Centre Stage @ 28th July 2005
The Ex-NSIAPers
Ming & CH 1
Ming & Me
Ming & CH 2 (more to come)
Charm & Me
Ming & the evidence.
The boys from across the straits.
Eileen & I
CC & Harry...the unspeakable bond.
Xiao Lao Ban @ SH @ 小老板
CM & CC
拉面Poster Boy!
SH, Ming & CH
Ming meets Chopstick!Thank you all for a nice evening at Centre Stage @ Marina Square. So much for the live music, but the live entertainment was all there! Rod_I_n, Monat, Hermeez aside, the food was nice and the free coffee better. If only it came in a glass (HINT). Max Brenner bet is still standing...officially noting it down. Enjoy the pics! see you all next summer!
Sunday, July 24, 2005
Wednesday, April 20, 2005
IKEA PERV
Gross...
was off to ikea to buy stuff...as usual...STUFF
was coming up the escalator, where a DODGY, FILTHY bangla type started to bend down and trying to look under my skirt. I stared right back at him, and he straightened up....and look away scared.
He continued to look, so I stared back and he panicked and ran down the downwards escalator.
Then...I got the security guard by the Taxi stand and told him about the guy, and guess what? the last we saw, that perv was RUNNING into the Carpark area...
Seriously...
of all escalators, IKEA...how the hell can u see without being caught?
so...goes to prove..u can be STUPID and PERVETED
was off to ikea to buy stuff...as usual...STUFF
was coming up the escalator, where a DODGY, FILTHY bangla type started to bend down and trying to look under my skirt. I stared right back at him, and he straightened up....and look away scared.
He continued to look, so I stared back and he panicked and ran down the downwards escalator.
Then...I got the security guard by the Taxi stand and told him about the guy, and guess what? the last we saw, that perv was RUNNING into the Carpark area...
Seriously...
of all escalators, IKEA...how the hell can u see without being caught?
so...goes to prove..u can be STUPID and PERVETED
Dead Birds and Crying Dogs
I take Pepper, my uncle's Cocker Spaniel for walks pretty often.
(Arrangement: we play with pepper, they feed, clothe, bathe and pay for Pepper)
Extremely nice arrangement I must add.
Well...at the McCafe at Parkway Builders where we stop for breakfast on our way back , a bird died right in front of pepper.
it was a Bonk Thud ....Whine (from Pepper) experience
Bonk..the bird flew into the glass panes
ThuD...said bird fell to ground, dead of course
and Whine...Pepper starts to cry when the bird doesn't respond to him.
He is a Bird-Lover and Bird-Chaser..
and yes u guessed it, Pepper's a HE
but isn't he cute?
He actually got emotional and cried, and was sulky the whole day.
Now...that's a man!
(Arrangement: we play with pepper, they feed, clothe, bathe and pay for Pepper)
Extremely nice arrangement I must add.
Well...at the McCafe at Parkway Builders where we stop for breakfast on our way back , a bird died right in front of pepper.
it was a Bonk Thud ....Whine (from Pepper) experience
Bonk..the bird flew into the glass panes
ThuD...said bird fell to ground, dead of course
and Whine...Pepper starts to cry when the bird doesn't respond to him.
He is a Bird-Lover and Bird-Chaser..
and yes u guessed it, Pepper's a HE
but isn't he cute?
He actually got emotional and cried, and was sulky the whole day.
Now...that's a man!
Ferraga-mo fo me
I'm a shoe freak.
There's a Ferragamo sale at Isetan Scotts and as a reward for settin up her school registration, My Muummy decides that I need a pair of Ferragamo. She says it hurts her heart to see my wear shoes that cut my feet. Yoppeee...my feet don't feel it now anyways.
So I'm off with her with my heart set on a pair of Vara! I only want Vara..cause it's like going to LV and buying the Monogram and not the Damier. I was hoping for RED or whatever...
BUT ... OF COURSE
the only one VARA available was... Beige, Size 4 and Leather (UGLEE)
*SOB*...so how? in a binge of shoe fitting..I think I tried on about 12 odd pairs, from a patent bow clara, to a few loafers in nice pastel shades, a few pumps and one lavender shade one which I thought I might buy. (Total cost of all shoes tried = <$8000 SGD) DAMN SHIOK!
But in the end I found a patent bow clara, but it was patent which meant that i'd scratch it beyond recognition with the way I walk...so how?...Didn't buy...
I am fervently waiting for the next SF sale....
and this time...I'm waiting at 9 am!
There's a Ferragamo sale at Isetan Scotts and as a reward for settin up her school registration, My Muummy decides that I need a pair of Ferragamo. She says it hurts her heart to see my wear shoes that cut my feet. Yoppeee...my feet don't feel it now anyways.
So I'm off with her with my heart set on a pair of Vara! I only want Vara..cause it's like going to LV and buying the Monogram and not the Damier. I was hoping for RED or whatever...
BUT ... OF COURSE
the only one VARA available was... Beige, Size 4 and Leather (UGLEE)
*SOB*...so how? in a binge of shoe fitting..I think I tried on about 12 odd pairs, from a patent bow clara, to a few loafers in nice pastel shades, a few pumps and one lavender shade one which I thought I might buy. (Total cost of all shoes tried = <$8000 SGD) DAMN SHIOK!
But in the end I found a patent bow clara, but it was patent which meant that i'd scratch it beyond recognition with the way I walk...so how?...Didn't buy...
I am fervently waiting for the next SF sale....
and this time...I'm waiting at 9 am!
YTI: Y do I boTher
Yooopeee
Would you believe it? I am now Director of YTI Systems Pte Ltd.
I have a company!
You will not believe the SHIT I had to go through to get it registered, incorporated and started.
In the future, I should start a consulting business for SMEs on how to avoid the pain of local bureaucracy.
On a second note, I wouldn't want to imagine attempting the above anywhere else in the world.
As lehche as our govt is, they have GOOD organisations which in the end, help you like ur their own kid.
But first, you got to get through their SCARY telephone system.
T: please press 1, for @#^&#$*(#@()()*
please press 2, for @&#*()@_0-8
W: (0_0)!!!!????
T: Hi , good afternoon can I help you?
W: Well I need to, ______________(fill in ur enquiry), can you help me with that or should I call another department?
T: Oh yeah you have to call up our &&&&**** dept. I transfer u
W: Ohkay Than! ----- interrupted with DOOMLIKE BEEEP sounds
T2: Hi, This is IWEIOJIOW can i help?
W: Yeah, ur colleauge tells me that this is the dept that _____________-?
T2: Er, let me transfer u again.
W: Hokay..Than! BEEEEEEEEEEP
then long long beep later...and some HORRENDOUS music later....
I GET CUT OFF!.....
*BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP* (expletive)
Would you believe it? I am now Director of YTI Systems Pte Ltd.
I have a company!
You will not believe the SHIT I had to go through to get it registered, incorporated and started.
In the future, I should start a consulting business for SMEs on how to avoid the pain of local bureaucracy.
On a second note, I wouldn't want to imagine attempting the above anywhere else in the world.
As lehche as our govt is, they have GOOD organisations which in the end, help you like ur their own kid.
But first, you got to get through their SCARY telephone system.
T: please press 1, for @#^&#$*(#@()()*
please press 2, for @&#*()@_0-8
W: (0_0)!!!!????
T: Hi , good afternoon can I help you?
W: Well I need to, ______________(fill in ur enquiry), can you help me with that or should I call another department?
T: Oh yeah you have to call up our &&&&**** dept. I transfer u
W: Ohkay Than! ----- interrupted with DOOMLIKE BEEEP sounds
T2: Hi, This is IWEIOJIOW can i help?
W: Yeah, ur colleauge tells me that this is the dept that _____________-?
T2: Er, let me transfer u again.
W: Hokay..Than! BEEEEEEEEEEP
then long long beep later...and some HORRENDOUS music later....
I GET CUT OFF!.....
*BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP* (expletive)
Exhibition-ist
First Stop: I'm back. Sorry for the long long silence
I had a few things on my list to clear off first.
sleep being one of them.
But the most exciting thing for March was
MY EXHIBITION for XXXXX Company dealing in XXXX products
( Note: not XXX which would mean XXX-rated)
The whole 3 day affair went off without a hitch ( it went of with more then one hitches)
but..I pulled through, with a korean suit and a smile so plastered, you had to scrape it off of me.
I made my accquaintences with dodgy military types, foodie idiots, cheeky old pervs, mecenaries, nuclear scientist(why am i glowing green???!), engineers, ah lian and well...will you believe it, a Fireman and One Police Chief.
*GULP* I've been requested to be photographed with certain Military Intelligence from XXXXXXXXXXX and then I practiced my Dutch to great appeal with request for email correspondence.
So all in all, it was an experience in exhibitioning to remember.
I AM NOW AN EXHIBITION-IST
I had a few things on my list to clear off first.
sleep being one of them.
But the most exciting thing for March was
MY EXHIBITION for XXXXX Company dealing in XXXX products
( Note: not XXX which would mean XXX-rated)
The whole 3 day affair went off without a hitch ( it went of with more then one hitches)
but..I pulled through, with a korean suit and a smile so plastered, you had to scrape it off of me.
I made my accquaintences with dodgy military types, foodie idiots, cheeky old pervs, mecenaries, nuclear scientist(why am i glowing green???!), engineers, ah lian and well...will you believe it, a Fireman and One Police Chief.
*GULP* I've been requested to be photographed with certain Military Intelligence from XXXXXXXXXXX and then I practiced my Dutch to great appeal with request for email correspondence.
So all in all, it was an experience in exhibitioning to remember.
I AM NOW AN EXHIBITION-IST
Tummy Ache
To set the tones of things!
I'm gonna let u know in advance.
This is the start of a long
SHIT
Diarrhoea( did i spell that wrong?)
of blogs to COME!
I'm gonna let u know in advance.
This is the start of a long
SHIT
Diarrhoea( did i spell that wrong?)
of blogs to COME!
BRB
Thank you to all dear friends who asked me why I don't blog.
Welll....
my answers ranged from
1) I don't feel like it
2) hadn't had the time
3) I dunno
btw. it's all true. But....I'm gonna be good and start on it again.
frankly, blogger isnt' all that stable and it crashes on me sometimes. So from now on. I'm gonna make it SHORT n SWEET!
Next!
Welll....
my answers ranged from
1) I don't feel like it
2) hadn't had the time
3) I dunno
btw. it's all true. But....I'm gonna be good and start on it again.
frankly, blogger isnt' all that stable and it crashes on me sometimes. So from now on. I'm gonna make it SHORT n SWEET!
Next!
Monday, December 20, 2004
Man at the Door
Strange Morning.
I was in the shower, then suddenly there was ring at the door.
Oops.
Ran down in my track suit and with a towel on my head.
Guy at door was just as shocked as i was.
So between my broken dutch and freezing hair, I determined he was here to fix something. But for what? I HAVE NO FREAKING IDEA
so I got the phone, called Geert's dad, who happened to be not with his mobile, but on a toilet seat.
Soooo...colleauge of Geert ran to the toilet with the phone, he answered it and then I passed the phone to the guy waiting outside in the cold.
blah blah blah later, ohkay. That guy was LEGITIMATE. HE was here for a reason ( as in not to kill/rob the people/place)
PHEW
I'm sure he had a big story to tell his friends back at his work place! :D
I was in the shower, then suddenly there was ring at the door.
Oops.
Ran down in my track suit and with a towel on my head.
Guy at door was just as shocked as i was.
So between my broken dutch and freezing hair, I determined he was here to fix something. But for what? I HAVE NO FREAKING IDEA
so I got the phone, called Geert's dad, who happened to be not with his mobile, but on a toilet seat.
Soooo...colleauge of Geert ran to the toilet with the phone, he answered it and then I passed the phone to the guy waiting outside in the cold.
blah blah blah later, ohkay. That guy was LEGITIMATE. HE was here for a reason ( as in not to kill/rob the people/place)
PHEW
I'm sure he had a big story to tell his friends back at his work place! :D
My First Sinterklaas
Culture is a strange thing.
I had my first Sinterklaas celebration of my life on December 11th. When of course, the actual date of the celebration was supposed to be on December 5th.
Well, what do you know..:) let's break this down into numbers then.
7 pieces of presents I wrapped for
2 frigging hours
3 which did not belong to me
1 belt/purse thingy i had to make
10 mins my boyfriend spend on writing
3 poems for
4 surprise gift
1 screaming girl kid
2 other normal one
2 sisters-in-laws
2 brothers-in-laws
2 parents-in-laws
11 cups of tea
1 wooden handmade rocking horse
1 pilates mat
1 body lotion
1 humongous headache
10 gazillions forced smiles as I try to understand all the going ons
And mastercards and visa aside?
What a wonderful sinterklaas experience.
Oh and my surprise gift from my boyfriend's family?
A box that contained
15 Licorice Drops (sweets...i hate..but dutch people love)
20 little heart shaped candies with words like SORRY, PA, GIVE, LOVE, HAPPY etc etc
1 pair of yellow wooden clogs
1 sweet wood ( Yes...IT IS A BRANCH...A REAL TREE BRANCH THAT YOU CAN CHEW!)
1 cinnamon candy stick
1 bottle of peanut butter
2 boxes of chocolate hagel (t hink chocolate rice, they like to eat it with butter on their bread)
What is all this you ask? WEll...it's my Dutch Culture Intergration Package.
I had my first Sinterklaas celebration of my life on December 11th. When of course, the actual date of the celebration was supposed to be on December 5th.
Well, what do you know..:) let's break this down into numbers then.
(NB: they have to like buy presents that everyone already wrote a list of what they want from...budget 15 euros and then pretend that the present is from Sinterklaas. who writes funny poems together with it like a SURPRISE...you KNOW?)
7 pieces of presents I wrapped for
2 frigging hours
3 which did not belong to me
1 belt/purse thingy i had to make
10 mins my boyfriend spend on writing
3 poems for
4 surprise gift
1 screaming girl kid
2 other normal one
2 sisters-in-laws
2 brothers-in-laws
2 parents-in-laws
11 cups of tea
1 wooden handmade rocking horse
1 pilates mat
1 body lotion
1 humongous headache
10 gazillions forced smiles as I try to understand all the going ons
And mastercards and visa aside?
What a wonderful sinterklaas experience.
Oh and my surprise gift from my boyfriend's family?
A box that contained
15 Licorice Drops (sweets...i hate..but dutch people love)
20 little heart shaped candies with words like SORRY, PA, GIVE, LOVE, HAPPY etc etc
1 pair of yellow wooden clogs
1 sweet wood ( Yes...IT IS A BRANCH...A REAL TREE BRANCH THAT YOU CAN CHEW!)
1 cinnamon candy stick
1 bottle of peanut butter
2 boxes of chocolate hagel (t hink chocolate rice, they like to eat it with butter on their bread)
What is all this you ask? WEll...it's my Dutch Culture Intergration Package.
Wednesday, December 08, 2004
We gonna ParTy like IT's your Birthday! WHEEEEE
GOOOD MORNING FOR MEEE!!
I woke up to my first pressie!
Isn't my new satin clutch Pretty!? YAY! Thank you Geert-Jan!
Oh and next to that? A beautiful birthday card..WITH......
50 EUR stuffed in it! THANK YOU GEERT and JEANNE!!
YAY!
and I run downstairs at 6 am because GJ yelled, and
I love Geert and Jeanne. They are Sweeet sweet sweet people! I think this is the first time I've had streamers on my birthday and Balloons (8!!!) since I was 9!
WOOT WOOT!
and best of all, the smell of this..
the ORIGINAL, the ENIGE
Famous, Jeanne's Home Made Apple Pie!
LOVELY!
I woke up to my first pressie!
Isn't my new satin clutch Pretty!? YAY! Thank you Geert-Jan!
Oh and next to that? A beautiful birthday card..WITH......
50 EUR stuffed in it! THANK YOU GEERT and JEANNE!!
YAY!
and I run downstairs at 6 am because GJ yelled, and
I love Geert and Jeanne. They are Sweeet sweet sweet people! I think this is the first time I've had streamers on my birthday and Balloons (8!!!) since I was 9!
WOOT WOOT!
and best of all, the smell of this..
the ORIGINAL, the ENIGE
Famous, Jeanne's Home Made Apple Pie!
LOVELY!
Calorie Minefield!
I have arrived in Holland! Made my way nearly 2 hours west to nice old Meppel! (Trust me..it's old. Meppel is a town (because it has a title deed) and Amsterdam does not!) See..OLD
Anyways. it's all nice, calm and quiet. NSIAP seems to be just a long nightmare away.
Then we hit the town(by which i mean, a single shopping street about 6 m wide), to shop for SINTERKLAAS Presents (Sinterklaas Story
In between keeping warm at 6°C, looking for pressies from a little scribbled list and tons! of people, we had Sinterklaas and Zwarte Piet
Yes, them.
They were jumping in my path, trying to pelt me with Pepernotens
, Candies and what not! It was a CALORIE MINEFIELD! I had sweets thrown into my shopping baskets. Fat old hairy caucasians and a black-body painted white dude trying to waylay me! Not fun! BUT HIGHLY AMUSING!
By the way? the food for this festive time? Chocolate Letters. Yes..Your name spelled out in CHOCOLATE. HELLO JANICE..YOU HEAR?
Anyways. I resolve to guard against carbs this holiday season, I am determined to not gain a layer of holiday happy fat.
And my reward??..
oh!
A pair of pink suede leather gloves (ooooohhh...drool)
and
these
Anyways. it's all nice, calm and quiet. NSIAP seems to be just a long nightmare away.
Then we hit the town(by which i mean, a single shopping street about 6 m wide), to shop for SINTERKLAAS Presents (Sinterklaas Story
In between keeping warm at 6°C, looking for pressies from a little scribbled list and tons! of people, we had Sinterklaas and Zwarte Piet
Yes, them.
They were jumping in my path, trying to pelt me with Pepernotens
, Candies and what not! It was a CALORIE MINEFIELD! I had sweets thrown into my shopping baskets. Fat old hairy caucasians and a black-body painted white dude trying to waylay me! Not fun! BUT HIGHLY AMUSING!
By the way? the food for this festive time? Chocolate Letters. Yes..Your name spelled out in CHOCOLATE. HELLO JANICE..YOU HEAR?
Anyways. I resolve to guard against carbs this holiday season, I am determined to not gain a layer of holiday happy fat.
And my reward??..
oh!
A pair of pink suede leather gloves (ooooohhh...drool)
and
these
Sayang! Don't give me heart attack!
Happily worked my way to our pretty pretty Changi Airport Terminal 2, Row 12, for check in at the Malaysia Airlines counter for my butt-numbing 15 hour flight to AMSTERDAM! WOOT WOOT!
And of course, drama enthuses!
Girl at Counter (G@C) : Hi Wendy, MAS would like to wish you a happy birthday in advance!
Me: (GLeeefully happy! with images of champagne and free gifts floating around my head) Thank yoU!
G@C: Let me just check for you, window or aisle?
Me: Did my luggage go over?
G@C: No, only 40 kg.
Me: Phew.
G@C: You know that your connecting flight to amsterdam is not confirmed? You are only on standby?
Me: (internal and external) SCREAM!!!! Sayang!Don't give me a hEart Attack like that!
G@C: yes it's a very full flight and you're only on standby
Me: What? what do you mean I'm only on standby? I don't have a seat?
*FRET FRET*
G@C: Why don't you take a seat? I will make some calls and figure it out for you.
I crawl back into one of those stupid plastic chairs at the airport, then i whip out Green Peas. Called my travel agent frantically, and yelled:"THEY SAY THAT MY FLIGHT IS NOT CONFIRMED? WHAT DO YOU MEAN? WHAT DO THEY MEAN? I CAN"T BLEIVE THIS?! I PAID UP 1 MONTH AGO!???! I BOOKED 2 MoNTHS AGOOOO!!!!!!"
More yelling and shouting enthuses...then the agent said...let me speak to the counter girl. Judging by the looks of the G@C, I think the agent was a veritable bitch to talk to. I'm so happy she squirmed. How dare she scare me like that. So more yelling later, a DISSATISFIED agent demanded to talk to the manager in charge. More yelling I'm sure, happened on the other line.
YAY! The girl assures me...
I have a seat..on MH16! Bound for Amsterdam.
buuuttt..
she didn't tell me...I would be SQUUUUSWHED between Faaat, Weight...Elderly people..the entired blardy 13 hours....
Congratulations, Wendy Tan, You've booked yourself a place on a flight home for a bunch of elderly (note, farting/nose picking/burping/beer-gulping..hence frequently peeing) touring Asia.
I wished one of them had a heart attack. At least I would have had some breathing room.
And of course, drama enthuses!
Girl at Counter (G@C) : Hi Wendy, MAS would like to wish you a happy birthday in advance!
Me: (GLeeefully happy! with images of champagne and free gifts floating around my head) Thank yoU!
G@C: Let me just check for you, window or aisle?
Me: Did my luggage go over?
G@C: No, only 40 kg.
Me: Phew.
G@C: You know that your connecting flight to amsterdam is not confirmed? You are only on standby?
Me: (internal and external) SCREAM!!!! Sayang!Don't give me a hEart Attack like that!
G@C: yes it's a very full flight and you're only on standby
Me: What? what do you mean I'm only on standby? I don't have a seat?
*FRET FRET*
G@C: Why don't you take a seat? I will make some calls and figure it out for you.
I crawl back into one of those stupid plastic chairs at the airport, then i whip out Green Peas. Called my travel agent frantically, and yelled:"THEY SAY THAT MY FLIGHT IS NOT CONFIRMED? WHAT DO YOU MEAN? WHAT DO THEY MEAN? I CAN"T BLEIVE THIS?! I PAID UP 1 MONTH AGO!???! I BOOKED 2 MoNTHS AGOOOO!!!!!!"
More yelling and shouting enthuses...then the agent said...let me speak to the counter girl. Judging by the looks of the G@C, I think the agent was a veritable bitch to talk to. I'm so happy she squirmed. How dare she scare me like that. So more yelling later, a DISSATISFIED agent demanded to talk to the manager in charge. More yelling I'm sure, happened on the other line.
YAY! The girl assures me...
I have a seat..on MH16! Bound for Amsterdam.
buuuttt..
she didn't tell me...I would be SQUUUUSWHED between Faaat, Weight...Elderly people..the entired blardy 13 hours....
Congratulations, Wendy Tan, You've booked yourself a place on a flight home for a bunch of elderly (note, farting/nose picking/burping/beer-gulping..hence frequently peeing) touring Asia.
I wished one of them had a heart attack. At least I would have had some breathing room.
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