Saturday, May 24, 2008

KL Journey

I just finished my exam today. And I'm going to KL . At 2:15pm, 1 hour and 20 minutes after the school bell ring. And I haven't finish packing. And to top it all, Mum only arrived at school to pick me up at 1:10pm.

I reached home at 1:25pm, finished packing at 1:50, took 10 minutes to bathe, and reached the bus station 10 minutes later, wondering whether my bus had left. It haven't, but I was the last passenger to board it. Then I thought: Hey, I'm in Malaysia. No bus or car or train or even plane would start on time. (This is important, remember this and wait for the '27th May'.) Mum, as usual, was teary-eyed and runny-nosed. So, to cheer her up, I send her a touching SMS, asking her not to worry, blah-blah-blah. It always works. and at 2:35pm, finally, the bus left the terminal. Before that, mum kept sending me all those numbers of cousins that she thought I would find useful. They were useful, but I already got all of them, and I was getting kinda annoyed with my phone going off every few seconds.

So, feeling a little bit annoyed, I left Penang Island. I was looking forward for a extremely comfortable nap on the bus as I boarded NICE, the extremely expensive yet very comfortable bus. Just as soon as we were on the Penang Bridge, I reached out for the lever that can lower the seat. Hmm, it seems like it's stuck. I pulled harder. It's fishing stuck! I pulled and pulled like hell. No Mr. Jesus, please don't tell me that I'm the unfortunate passenger that gets the only broken seat. I look around and see everyone else lower their seats and going into Wonderland. NOOOOOOOOOOO!!! *sighs*

When the bus driver stop for a break in a petrol station somewhere in Ipoh, I get of to pee and buy a can of Mr. Potato to chew loudly on the bus. If I don't sleep, you don't sleep too. (just joking, I haven't the heart to do it.)

Later, I finally drift into sleep with my neck feeling like it's breaking. Then, suddenly, I was jerked awake by a annoying ringtone behind me. Grrr. The man behind me fisehed out his mobile and starts yapping loudly into it. I screwed up my eyes, trying to remember what mum promised me to go to my brother's graduation in her place. Moan. I put on my iPod to drown out his voice. 'If I lie here, if I just lay here, would you lie with me and just forget the world...' 'YALAH! LU ZHAI EH MA, EE ANEH EH LANG...' 'Show me a garden that's bursting into life...' 'BOLAH, WA ON THE WAY AI KII KL, HANA, KII CHUI BENG EUU LAR...' What have I done to deserve this?! and to make things worst that man stinks of cigaratte smoke.

I finally reach KL at 6:45pm. I take my wheelie bag and look aroung for AiJuin. Hmm, I don't see her anywhere. I'll give her a call. 'The person you called is unavailable. Please try agai...' Weird. I head into the lounge. From outside I can see everyone staring at the TV, but when I walk in, WOAH! Everyone turns to look at me. As in everyone. I guess the show must be pretty boring. I sit down, take off my jacket, fold it nicely and put it in my bag. Then I take a big gulp of water. Sue Ching calls and ask me whether I see AiJuin, I tell her no. She seems rather surprized and tell me to keep a look out for her. Weird. I look around the lounge and see a lady in black T-shirt in front of the computer. She has brown hair. Then I receive a call from Sue Ching again asking the same question. For the whole hour I'm sitting there, I've received 4 calls from mum, 3 from my brother, at least 5 from Sue Ching, and 1 from Hong Shen. Suddenly, I spot AiJuin outside the lounge. She told me she's been in the lounge the whole time! It turns out that she was the 'lady in black shirt'.

Whew! What a hell of a journey.

1 comment:

Blackfish said...

Heh, in retrospect it seemed like a farce moving to the tune of "Flight of the Bumblebee", but everyone was shit worried at the time.

BTW, you know that you can backdate your posts, right?

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