She’s still asking about the credits.
“Why do you need credits that badly?”
She told me the conversation she had with a stranger in the game who was teasing her for being a noob i.e. playing without special features granted to those with credits. When she was telling me this, she was fuming.
It began with the other player insulting her.
“You must be a fatso.”
“No, I’m not. My waist is 24 inches!”
(Have I told you that Asna is obsessed with her waist-size, that she keeps a measuring tape to measure her waist every now and then. Ooh there’s a post about it here.)
“That’s so fat. My waist is 14 inches.”
“Then you must be anorexic.”
She actually asked me if it made sense and the possibility that the other person was anorexic, then started telling me about anorexia and bulimia being disorders faced by teenagers today.
What amuses me is she thinks strangers mean what they say on the internet -_-
I wrote a post on Asna’s crush, stories revolving the subject for the past 1.5 years so that I wouldn’t forget all her idiotic anecdotes. After completing it, I called her to my room and asked her if she’d give me consent to publish it.
“No!” she said.
“You read first la!”
She read it. Chuckled a few times.
Once she was done, I asked her again.
“So can I publish it?”
Then she stormed out of the room.
During dinner we talked about the story again. I asked her:
“What does it take for me to get your consent to publish it?”
She gave it a thought.
“2000 credits. It’s RM100.”
Credits for the online game she’s playing.
That’s all it takes -_- Continue Reading
At L’s reception at Masjid Tengku Ampuan Jemaah today. Asna commented on my earrings.
“Are those real pearls and diamonds?”
“Yes, Mama gave them to me.”
I continued eating, until she went:
“Mama also gave me a present.”
Kiasu. Naaak jugak lawan. Continue Reading
We went to the Mitsui Outlet Park for the first time, to find something to eat after the F1. Not expecting much, I was pleased to find DVF just as I entered the place.
The store was brightly lit, as the rest of the DVF stores. Colorful dresses were hung on all four corners. They were on 40% off.
I found a dress that I really liked, a black and white floral printed dress that E wore at our commencement day. Instead of trying it on, I checked out the other prints and I touched them. The prints, most I haven’t seen before. As for the fabric, it felt odd. It didn’t feel familiar.
I recalled B commenting on the inferior fabric of the DVF dresses that she saw at outlets. I told her that there’s a possibility that she encountered dresses made especially for outlets (instead of discounted off-season unsold inventory). A lot of designers supply made for outlets online e.g. Nordstrom Rack and offline e.g. outlets, DVF included. Read about it here.
Anyhow, instead of thinking too much about it, I bought the floral black and white dress because I liked the print. I was still curious, though, so after getting out of the store, I checked the labels on the dress and aha — while the DVF wrap dresses I have at home are 100% silk, this one’s 90% cotton and 10% silk, which explains why it felt less luxurious.
Oh well, still love the print.
But I’ll know better next time.
“They take good care of us!”
That’s what the current students of the my school say about it. It made me reflect about my onboarding experience at Hitotsubashi ICS more than a year ago. Here’s how it went:
Shortly after receiving the offer from the Japanese Embassy, I received an email for Young Leaders Program (YLP) scholarship recipients, from the faculty in charge of YLP students, Michael Korver. It welcomed me to the school, briefly detailing out information on visa, flight tickets, transportation, housing, as well as the tentative schedule after we arrive in Tokyo and contact information.
Next, I received a set of documents to help ease my transition to MBA. First, a pre-matriculation booklet that gives an overview of the course — the schedule, the things that I needed to do before enrolling in the program i.e. online courses on accounting, finance and quants and information on tuition expenses. Secondly, a document on housing that listed accommodations the main campus in Kunitachi and in Tokyo that we could rent (YLP scholars received a separate email, that offered us a placement at Tokyo International Exchange Center at Odaiba). Finally, a document listing the things that I needed to do as I arrive in Tokyo, like:
- Things to do as I arrived in Tokyo i.e. keeping boarding pass, shipping luggages and transportation to get to Odaiba;
- Finding a guarantor for housing;
- Registering myself at the city ward to register myself as a resident;
- Registering for National Health Insurance;
- Opening a bank account; and
- Getting a mobile phone.
Ooh. Also a spreadsheet filled with information of all of my future classmates!
Then, I received a list of required textbooks and calculator for the core courses. Bought most of them at Kinokuniya since BNM staff were entitled to almost half price off at that time of the year and the rest, I bought from the previous students through an auction coordinated by the student board.
The last email I received before leaving for Japan was by the faculty director, Yoshinori Fujikawa (who ended up becoming by zemi advisor) who shared the schedule of the team-building session in Takao and the orientation week that was going to happen just a week after our arrival in Tokyo.
Shared Asna this headline I found online, on Whatsapp.
The research is also covered here.
To which she responded:
At home, I showed it to her again.
“Why don’t you show this to Mama?”
“Mama’s going to decline,” she confidently said.