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Tuesday, March 24, 2009

on the 12th march 2009 at 9pm..

left house with the family xcept lil bro..

went to tanjong pagar railway station to catch a train to KL on the 'Senandung Malam' train..

angah confidently says the train leaves at 11pm so we'd still had tyme..

but guess wad..??

she mixed up the tyming and luckily we reached the railway station at 9.56pm and the train was leaving at 10pm..

mak yah and pakcik was panicking as everyone had already boarded and we had only just reached there..

so we all rushed lyke mad hatter and it all went in a blur haze in my memory..

all i can remember was tt i had to drag almost all the different bags with me as me and my bro-in-law are the only org kuat going to KL without the other two org kuat which is my bro and my dad..

me, chico and abg yazid went up and searched for our places in the train dragging all the bags with us..

when we finally locate the seats, i went back to search for mak, sheedaa, mak yah, pakcik, angah and fafal..

found them seated at the bed kinda thingy.. look at the pix u'll noe wad i mean..

mak told me tt she was the only one left at the customs when we were all running to catch the train..

she went "ooii" at us and i remembered hearing her but i was trying to catch up with the rest..

so after i went up, mak said a kind soul pulled mak yah, pakcik, sheedaa, her and angah up the train..

thank you sir mak said to that kind soul after he pulled them all up the train..

so i stayed there with them while waiting to get of at malaysia's customs and when we reached there abg yazid thoughtfully brought two wheelchairs from the customs for mak and pakcik..

so he pushed mak and i pushed pakcik..

we got back on to the train in record's tyme and we went to the right carriage as after this it was a non-stop journey to KL..

me and abg yazid went back to the previous seats to get all our bags and went to the "bunks"..

all that event got me feel so famished and so i ate a very late night dinner at 12mn..

hehe..

about the placements and positionings in the train..

mak yah got the bottom bed at the left side of the carriage near to the door, pakcik was to the left opposite her, beside makyah was sheedaa and on the top bed is where i am, mak was opposite sheeda at the bottom and abg yazid was at the top bed, next to sheeda was angah and fafal and opposite angah was chico..

so go figure..

took pix and all.. al maklum lahh smua dahh sekian lama tak naek kretapi..

den i lay in bed looking out of the window to nothing-ness.. org dulu2 kata jgn tgk luar mlm2 buta takut ternampak benda yg tak harus kita nampak.. but as u noe me.. peduli aper aku..

fell asleep at 2+am maybe.. i dunnoe.. cuz all i noe is tt mak woke me up at 4.45am saying we are reaching KL already but she was wrong..

so woke up the rest and freshen up..

and so starts day one of Trip To KL..

reached KL at 6+am although my mum says we reached at 6.30am i believe tt we reached there much earlier than what she says.. hehe.. biasa lahh tak nak kalah..

went to the kopitiam and when the org tua-s had their early morning tehh.. i had an iced tehh and the little kiddies had their iced milo..

mak bayah's son-in-law, abg jafar i think his name is, fetched us at 7.30 maybe..?? and went back to mak bayah's daughter, kak yati's house..

reached there around 9+ and we straight went to bathe..

mak bayah strictly told us tt we must not eat when we reached KL as she had cooked for us breakfast so we didn't eat..

so after bathing and all, we went down, yes kak yati's house is a two storey bungalow, to have our first breakfast in KL..

we ate nasi lemak and then we are off..

me, sheedaa, angah, abg yazid and sons ( after this we are hereby called as the younger generation) went to genting highland whilst the rest (called the older generation) went to fetch kak yati's children from asrama in perak..

for the genting highland trip..

left the house at 11am and went to 1utama to catch an express bus to genting which leaves at 12noon..

we wasted time finding the indoor theme park and as such did not manage to ride most of the rides.. we took the 5pm bus back to 1utama.. but before tt had lunch at kenny rogers before leaving..

went to 1utama, found roti boy and bought those piping hot savory buns and ate it hott and since angah and the kiddies xcept for sheedaa and me, were tired, we didn't explored the whole of 1utama.. me and sheeda wanted to go exploring but since we couldn't contact angah if we got seperated i decided to stay with her although i reeeeeeeeaaaaallllyy wanted to go exploring.. fish it..

den waited for kak yati to fetch us and went back to her place..

day two..

packed our stuffs as we are going to the hotel today and i dun have a clue where it was so i just membontot as they say..

took two cars to the hotel..

the younger generati0ns rode in the MPV with kak yati's husband whilst the oldies took kak yati's small car..

the hotel as i found out was in jln masjid india and as kin's said to be where the makciks all go to..

palace hotel it was called but it was no palace i kid u not..

but it was ok lahh.. i'm not a fussy person so anything goes for me as long as i got a place to sleep and bathe..

wasted tyme again as we dunnoe where to go and den met kak yati, another kak yati not mak bayah's daughter.. took the oldies plus abg yazid minus mak bayah in her car and me and the younger generation with mak bayah took a taxi to kak intan's house..

went in circles as we got seperated and it was years ago tt mak bayah went to kak intan's house and the taxi dropped us halfway thru.. during the journey, chico fell asleep and thus i have to piggy back him to the house..

mintak ampun i was darn tired when we reached tt place..

and we stayed there until the rain stop..

went back to the hotel and walked around the pasar malam behind our hotel..

i was so frustrated tt we wasted time tt day tt i spent all my money on impulse in the pasar malam..

den went back to hotel and i felt even worst as i totally splurge on waste..

i shared a room with mak and sheedaa, makyah and pakcik and mak bayah was in another room and angah and her lil family in another room..

so i complained to mum about the time wasted today and since we had only today to use it fruitfully as we are going back home tml, it was a total waste to me..

the ayam percik is the only thing that perks me up tt day.. and kak noi ( mak bayah's daughter) came and treat us dinner..

whilst we were socializing after food, a fight broke out between the staffs of the restaurant.. so all of us decided to leave..

the oldies decided to go to the pasar mlm wif kak noi's kids whilst kak noi bring the younger generations to sight seeing at bukit bintang and back to the hotel, as it was drizzling not much sightseeing was made.. and i was still in a bad mood btw..

last day..

woke up at 6am..

went to have breakfast at a stall infront of the hotel..

the younger generation with mak bayah went to chow kit road and since i spent all my money, i had none left so i was looking for a money changer and as it was still early morning, they were not open until 11am.. so i walked around wishing i hadn't spent it all as i found a lot of stuffs tt i wanted to buy but couldn't..

walked back to the hotel and met mak and mak yah along the way.. they were at mydin hyper mart kind of lyke mustafa in sg..

found a money changer and changed my money and went to the batik gallery with mak to buy a batik shirt for abah..

den checked out of the hotel and walked in a lane beside our hotel to the back to take a taxi to pudu raya, a bus station.. while walking, saw this pretty green baju kurung like sorta kebaya kinda thing that i want but just didn't have tt money.. haiyohh.. wad a total waste for me lahh..

on the way in the taxi to pudu raya, saw an A&W restaurant near to the bus station so i decided to go therewhen we have sort out the bus timing and all that such..

and when only thing looks good to me, it goes out the window again..

wad i mean was, i bought the A&W take-outs and thought of savouring them in the bus.. but...

mak went and spilled the drinks.. and i saved one of the cups and it was still full.. so i left it with the food not yet eaten.. but...

as i was busy carrying the bags down to the bus, abg yazid went and throw away the untouched drink and wak just watched him do it.. tt really set me off and i marah mak for letting him throw away the drink and i was totally mad at everyone tt day pasal dah lah aku angkat beg yg berat nak mampos tu semua and dapat tau yg air dahh kena buang.. aper tak darah up biler dengar and mak still got the cheek to smile.. lagi aku naik darah.. just imagine lahh.. me.. yg susah nak marah got mad tt day.. so u noe how upset i was..

it wasn't a trip tt i was hoping for..

more of a torturous event for me..

except for the two things that i get during tt trip..

which is naek kretapi and A&W but it was a disaster too..

i hope tt when i'm going on a holiday i won't suffer like this trip..

yea i'm being selfish and a sourpuss...

wad da hell..

i'm no saint anyway..