I'm so glad I'm back to peeing in clean toilets.

The 2nd KL/Genting trip was great, though it was really hard to get around. Firstly, due to the floods in Malaysia, our train was cancelled, and we had to rush to Larkin to get a coach since tickets for coaches from SIngapore are sold out. It was pure mayhem, especially since both Ibu Jee and I had to work in the afternoon.

So we got the not-so-comfortable coach to KL. And while waiting for the coach, some old man tried to get fresh with my aunt. It was beyond disgusting. My aunt isn't that young you know. And the man looked like he has at least five kids at home. We were disgusted, so we moved to another bench.

It was nice, travelling all females. The expected conduct is more relaxed, and you can change freely in the hotel room. I have this thing about hotel toilets. They scare me.

We reached KL at 4am in the morning, and straight away headed for the hotel, where we checked in and slept until Kak Anis and Huda came by to the hotel. It was good to see them. So we went to Times Square and we ordered to much food we headed straight to the toilet to relieve ourselves before wandering aimlessly. I WAS IN A SHOPPING CENTRE THAT IS TEN STOREYS HIGH AND I DID NOT EVEN PURCHASE A SINGLE ITEM. I just walk into a store, and I couldn't find anything that I truly liked, so I didn't buy anything. It was beyond bad. We headed to Borders to read a book (haha! CHEAPO!) and I found great reads. I read a poetry memoir about a girl with anxiety disorder, and found a great book titled "How to Spot A Bastard By His Star Signs". I turned to Aries, whom, as quoted by the book, is the Biggest Bastard of all Bastards. The Aries Bastard will not accept the fact that his male ego is threatened, and it says that the Aries Bastard will never accept rejection, and if you happen to dump an Aries Bastard, he'd probably insist that such a thing never did happen. And the books says to keep "running away until he loses his knickers". Whatever that means.

The book is truly a read. You can get it at Borders. The book is yellow, and is rather thin. It's a must-have. Really useful and quite prophetic, really.

After hours of not knowing what to do (besides reading books we don't intend to buy), we headed to Masjid India to buy cloth. I got this ugly opal cloth that my aunt insisted was nice. OPAL IS SO FOR ANCIENT WOMEN. But she kept pressing me, so I said I'd get it. Got my mummy something nice too. It was scorching. I was annoyed because people kept stepping on my tired feet. Things just do not get any better. After much walking, we finally headed back to Times Square in time for our dinner and movie. By the time the movie started, I was tired, and I think I slept too some scenes. Cicakman wasn't as funny as I thought it'd be. But the graphic effects were quite WOW for a Malay movie. We missed the last train, the last bus and we almost got conned by a cabbie. I went straight for the bed. And I slept with Kak Nad butt-to-butt. Our butts were practically pressed against each other. It was a horrifying night.

We took public transport to Genting on the second day, and it was so packed and suffocating I just wished we had driven there. The queues were so long. I hate the men there. Didn't have much of a great time, until I took corkscrew. That sobered me up, and I realised that I was on holiday, so made the most out of it. It was a hilarious day, what with Kak Yana's crazy antics and Kak Anis' blank expressions each time she takes a thrill ride. Was so hungry at the end of the day that we gorged ourselves till we had to again relieve ourselves at the nearest toilet. The bus was speeding. It was packed with people, and a crazy man landed himself on Kak Nad's lap while she was sleeping. She was shocked. I was happily sleeping.

Today was time spent with my darling family, plus the Hadi & Ammar, Hafiz and Rashid. Ammar cried before the show ended because he was bored. It was hilarious, hearing the people sitting behind us cluck their tongues each time Ammar or Hadi stands. I just love knowing that are other people in this world who are just as annoyed as I am. YAY. Dad left for work right after the movie. Had our dinner at tampines. The kids were running everywhere. I wanted to get myself a pair of pumps (I FEEL LIKE A GIRL TODAY!!!) but couldn't even do any browsing because the kids were out of control. There were four kids and two useless teenagers who cannot even help tend to the kids while me and my mum were in the shops. SO no shopping for me. GRRRR. And my mum was in no mood to shop, and I was sort of pissed at her, because she gave me monotonous answers and everytime I dance around in a nice nice nice pair of pumps, she merely shrugged. I was beyond mad, I tell you. Especially since she always complained of how I'd always rather go shopping on my own than with her. I was really mad, so I told her we should just leave, and we did.

The perfect family outing was marred by my selfishness (or my mum's fickleness), but it was still nice happy family times nevertheless.
PS: NIGHT AT THE MUSEUM IS HILARIOUS.

I was also beyond rude to a stranger while I was walking to the bus stop to head to Tampines to meet my parents. He was offering me an umbrella that he had, and I had refused the umbrella, since I was already under the void deck, and I thought there was a sheltered walkway to the bus stop (which there isn't). Perhaps I had refused it too harshly, that he thought I was being rude, although I hadn't meant it that way. I had walked to the bus stop in the pouring rain cursing under my breath, so I guess it was a bad time. AND I'M SO GUILTY ABOUT BEING RUDE TO SOMEONE WHO HAD ONLY MEANT TO HELP. But I won't ever see him, so it doesn't matter.

BOO.
TOMORROW'S ORIENTATION! AND I STILL HAVE NOT IRONED MY CLOTHES.


27 months of what?