Lousy Low Yat

My other brother, Kamal needs a laptop for his studies at Jakarta. So I used this opportunity to get one for myself. I know my MBA (yg entah dapat ke tak) starts in July and it's no necessary to buy now, but as usual I am gatal as always and tak sabar² to have things in place.

Anyway, I went to Low Yat. 3 hours of surveying and asking questions, I have finally come to decision that either NEC 6200, Fujitsu S something or Sony Vaio. My first option was ofcourse Vaio bcoz I AM VAIN! NEC is nice too because its external looks like leather and Fujitsu is a cheaper version of vaio. Looking at specs, i like fujitsu the most coz it has finger print identification techology. I think I need that. My N80 has its security features too. I have been kantoi-ed, so I learnt my lesson. The chic looking vaio, i have to give it up coz it is expensive and the spec is biasa onlyyy. Furthermore, the guy from Fujitsu has plenty to give as freebies.

I decided to discuss at home. To my ecstacy, Mother told me that the laptop will be her present for me. Yippeeee.....! Have I been a good daughter? Or another psychological strategy that I have always been paranoid about? But I am HAPPY...*grinning from ear to ear*

While typing this, I'm listening to Begin by Toad the Wet Sprocket on yahoo. What a masterpiece. Same goes to Crazy Life. Nak redownload again Kazaa. To hell with spyware. Heheh...mentang² nak ada laptop baru. Dad will still use this one though.

Ok dah download. Apparently the new version has anti-spyware program with it.

I have not mentioned about why I think Low Yat is lousy. First, the fee to pee there is freaking
RM1 !!!! Since memang tak ley tahan dah, so go ahead je la. Then, the loos on other floors is RM 0.50, but disgusting as hell. So the surau was next to it and we are supposed to use this dirty toilet for wudhu'. The surau itself was pathetic. The women have to go thru men (who are performing prayers) to go to the women's section of that tiny room, seprated by a small door with curtain. If there were many men, the woman have to wait till there's a path so that they can lalu. Nama building pon Cha Ya Nun Alif....