I boarded my train from KL Sentral, and it is destined for Butterworth station. And I was in a terrible mood before I set off frm house.
Things were really bad when I stepped down from the car, i almost cried, the tears stopped only because I do not want to be seen crying in public. I was almost certain I'll cry once I take my seat in the train. As I wander around KL Sentral, I am sure I looked like a time-bomb. But then slowly, the thought of going far lightens me. I became excited without noticing it. And I started grinning to myself once the train reaches the platform, and when I board the train all the sour feelings have been replaced with excitements. And for a moment I forgot what was bothering me.
I took out my novel and started reading. With the exception of occasional sms-es with friends, the novel was my only company. I sat next to a Chinese guy who got down at Ipoh station. Thus, I had bigger space Ipoh onwards.
I slept for a while, and got up to read again and dozed off, and got up again repeatedly.
The journey had done me good. I had time to calm down, and think.
A terrific way to vent out :)
But I cant believe my aunts thought I will get lost on my way there. They were supposed to wait for me at the bus stand in front jetty; but one of them walked in halfway to the ferry station instead, worried I might be lost =.="
I went back to KL on Sunday, having spent two nights in Penang :)
My bus to KL was at 3.30pm.
At 8.30 pm, I reached Puduraya and I ran to LRT station for Bndr Tasik Selatan, ran to ERL station for KLIA.
For what?
Because Hui Fong and other friends are flying off to London that night! I so badly wanted to meet them for one last time.
But I was too late, I managed to only see Hui Fong for a minute, hugged her, snap a pic and she's gone.
Hmm...
This is a very short post, because I have lots of packings to be done!
Bye!
-Because life is a test-
-AkMaR-
http://nur-akmar.blogspot.com
Post a Comment