KLCC and more

I'm back from KL. Stuff was over fast and furious in day one. Things always ends quickly when i keep nodding my head in agreement to whatever. Fortunately, my colleague, who told me not to call her, answered my phone call and helped me out. God bless her.

Anyway, the uninteresting things aside, that evening, i went to KLCC, which was five minutes walk away from the hotel. The place was huge, packing Starbucks, Secret Recipe, Coffee Bean, one on top of each other in different levels. Ikea, or was it Isetan, spanned all six levels. Perfume shops set up booths all around to spray their samples. Behind the shopping complex was a fountain park which i guess would have been nice to walk with your girlfriend or boyfriend were it not sunny a moment and raining the next.

But shops to me are like the different brands of cigarettes to a non-smoker.

My boss was with me as we went for dinner together, and i was eager to get back to the hotel on the pretext that i wanted to sleep (at eight pm). Only then would i have managed to ditch him to return to KLCC to start shopping alone. I wonder what it is with old men that makes them think i like to shop with them.. I'll shop with girls anytime any day, but shopping with old men who spend more time at work than at home, hmm.. the thought of it sends shivers. Ditching my boss was of paramount importance if i didn't want him to start talking about work.

Back at the hotel, after a not so quick shower, the sky began pouring water onto the ground, making it impossible to get back to KLCC, much less getting a cup of latte from starbucks. I then headed to the cafe/bar in the hotel to grab some drinks. I figured if i didn't get coffee, i'll get alcohol instead.

Not thinking that i'll pick anyone up or get picked up by anyone, i slipped into my sandals and went to the cafe/bar, wearing a T-shirt. I doubted that anyone would be attracted by the extreme lack of charm.

The cafe/bar was featuring a band for the week, the band was D Mystique. The band consist of four members, two ladies and two guys. Of the four, three were singers, so it was one guy who did all of the musical instruments. The band's from Philipines and was here in Nogum in 2002 to perform in Orchard Towers, or so i was told by one of the members. And one of the ladies, was rather gorgeous. She had a very nice voice too.



I was sitting at the blue table facing the red podium. In fact, my table was the only table that was left of the podium, behind me was a wall. So for anyone in the band to look at me while facing the majority of the audience, the person would have to do a sort of 90 degree turn with the neck. And i swear, the gorgeous singer was peeking at me every now and then.

After their first set, the band went around shaking hands, chatting with the audience asking where everyone was from. The other lady came over and asked me, "You're alone?". A question which i had no idea how to answer, especially when its coming from a lady. Its not like i could reply, "Coz i anti-social mah" {Thinking back, i could have replied, "i've got you to keep me company" (Don't be so lecherous lah, by you i meant plural, the whole band)}. Then the gorgeous singer came over and went like, "You're alone!" That wasn't even a question..

And i went like, "I have an empty bed in my room, come and stay with me!"
And she went like, "Yeah sure, i have no place to stay anyway!"
And then i kind of woke up from my fantasy to sip my ever so alone alcohol.

I left after their second set, they had four sets to do. A note to self, if i ever wanted to drink, i should either go for value for quantity (beer) or value for quality (brandy). Getting drinks that rate somewhere in the middle was definitely not worth it. As it was, two glasses of one third full drinks costed me 72 ringgit.

Oh.. there was a girl, Linda, among the audience with her friends. She exuded a rather cute personality, giggly, prancy and stuff. Um.. yeah giggly and prancy are attractive, not the quiet too-serious demeanour. That is if anyone cares to heed this bit of advice from the bandit.

Anyway, there was this other mixed group some tables away. Couple of the ang mos got up, walked over to Linda's table, asked for her name. Um.. that's how i got her name, when they called to her later from their table. And i was like, wa... 原來 so easy 的. Um.. to know the name that is..