No, nothing really. Just that I had a big day yesterday!
At my work place there are a lot of new admin and marketing staff, mostly transferred from KL.
On Wednesday I got up and midday and slowly got ready to head to Seremban for a farewell dinner/party for a long-time staff member. I decided, a bit too late, to make oat cookies because I hadn't thought of anything else to bring. I wasn't even sure what we'd be doing (In Malaysia eating out is the simple answer to any gathering arrangement). I did it though, Toasting sesame seeds and oats in a bit of oil in a wok first and then heating sugar and a bit of oil in another pan, adding water to stop it all burning. I put it all together with a bit more water and salt and stirred it around till it was difficult, then laid out out on newspaper and put it in the fridge (for about half an hour; I didn't have more time). I made one batch with cocoa and one with orang rind.
Having done that and not being ready yet, I rushed to put my clothes on after running to my friends' workplace to deposit some 'seconds' cookies. I missed the last bus for Seremban and didn't manage to negotiate a lift with anyone, so I paid the taxi to take me where the other teachers were waiting outside for twenty minutes after finishing for the night. We went for dinner at a Chinese place in an area I didn't recognise, and I had a couple of small beers (a couple too many for me) with the dinner. I was terrified to notice my colleague and superior so passionately fond of the act himself (haha no need to take that seriously).
*Must note that various attending persons tasted the cookies with mixed responses, including that of mine, 'a bit sweet for me.' ...Yes, I accidently dropped the suger into the pan in my hurry(!)
Back at the staff hostel, I watched an American nasty comedy with one of the transfers on his laptop, called 'Sex Drive'.
Nothing else happened during this period of slumber...
We got up at 7.30am yesterday and went to a school promo fair. I wasn't sure exactly what to expect but rightly presumed a booth-in-a-hall type situation. I didn't realise it was an all-girls government high school or that I was expected to simply walk around chatting with the hundreds of students. There were boys too, from visiting schools, but not so many. I think it must have been great for my company's booth to have a young white guy there (although I'm not proud to know it); Countless groups of school-girls were asking to have their photos taken with me. I quote from communication with friends, I 'turned colours,' and it was 'shameless fun' (I hope). Despite the unfavourable implications, it was a good laugh and I had some fun.
Last night I watched that guy David Blayne on TV for the first time. My friend says he's British. He sounds American. I guess he's almost a bit too cool to be American. :P
Now I'm downstairs from my workplace in Red Internet Cafe, feeling very hungry. Bye...
{ mood } cynical
Written by choben at 12:45 PM.
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