bonsoir~ je m'appelle Vic.

"French is sexier", so to quote Eileen.
this is the second French class i've attended and, i like it so far. ^^ the only complaint being the crazy hour it's being held on....7-9pm! >_<
what other plan could we have to fill our time in between with other then...haha..
when they set foot in malls but really, my self control is considered very good edi...! i only bought this sequined hairband that i suddenly 'remembered' i wanted. happy~ ^^

this is where the rubbishy side of the day starts though.
by the time we checked the time, it was 6.15 and we realised, we have to go or we're so gonna be late.
step outside Midvalley, look up into the lovely...grey? sky. -_-" it started raining and we were caught in this dilemma of whether to take a bus or taxi.
mind you, me and Carmen had 1901 hotdogs posing as dinner in our hands and we have to finish it before getting back for french class. (courteous ma...how would the french feel about the smell of American pop culture food permeating their highly revered language class?)
to cut the long story short, we ended up snagging this blue and white cab. at that point our tired feet coerced us into being overly grateful for it.
the driver seemed like a nice guy at first. whatever la. not in the mood to be overly chatty at this point also.
he claims he doesn't know where the uni is. so ok, we say we'll guide him. but then he freaking takes the longer way! not only that, because me and Carmen are getting off at the uni but Eunice and Emily are going back to their place, it's double charge.
simply put, it means me and Carmen pay the ammount when we get off and then the others pay the accumulated ammount when they reach their destination. thankfully we made it in time for class without missing too much.
damn unscrupulous taxi drivers! i have more stories to tell about certain KL taxi drivers but those will have to wait another day.
boisoir~