[200310] Memorable Meeting

So many things I want to share...

So many things I want to do...

So many things I want to talk about...

There are just so many many things...

But I guess I go by number? Which one should I start first? My depression and exhaustion caused by PSM? My happy moments meeting my two best friend, the original triple noize again? Or about the sudden change of heart? I don't know where should I begin exactly but recently I am happy since I have submitted my *shabby* PSM report so I have no heart to rant so I think I will go with KL first? Yup I will.

*Changing the title*

Okay so the adventure begin on March 20th. I was late. My bus was at 8.15am but I was late. I arrived right on time and I can't even salam my mum who was there to deliver the cake nor do I have the time to properly salam Falah and Farah who sent me to the bus stop. Nonetheless, I am still thankful to them for taking care of me well^^. So I boarded the bus... to my surprise, it was soooo shabby! I won't take that bus ever again. The air condition was not working, the conductor was rude. The only good thing from the journey was the Chinese girl who sat next to me. She is a nice girl/lady so I am glad we sat next to each other.

I hate long journey using public transportation. When will I arrive?

I reached KL around 12 and I waited for Nina to come and fetch me at Pudu. I was lost and I'm glad the fact that I don't know anything about KL. and I don't want to so I just waited.

and We went to UTM KL, took our lunch before heading down to Mid Valley.

The short and middle sized lady is me. While the tall and model like is Nina, my little (giant) sister

Being young is always good right? Hanis (Junior back in High School) & I

I tell you, my worst experience ever of having to board KTM. I swear (for fun) that I will never take that damn thing ever again. Hanis, Nina and I were making human chain so we can get in and we got in, we were pushed. I had to protect myself well with my bag because there were 6 guys in front of me (yes, I counted, for a lack of better things to do. Don't worry, I look at them only once. None of them are worthy for second look anyway^^) and I was lucky it was Nina who stood behind me and she stood close to the door so we are safe. And Evenmore lucky that our stop was only one station away. Hence, I quickly get off while screaming "Excuse me!" to the people on the side.

Waiting for me at Mid was not Alice in the Wonderland Exhibition but my best friend Azzat! We finally met and she treat me Vanilla Milkshake from Coffee Bean (Pray tell, is this a boycott product?)

Not so wonderland when people were swarming in one place

Sorry Azzat, Ko terpaksa tunggu aku lama kat sana. Bukan aku sengaja lambat tapi public KL ni ha.

Alice kah????

and finally finally after the long hour of waiting Jasmine finally arrived (she just finished her seminar that requires her to dress up so smartly in blue or turquoise. That explain the Blue baju kurung^^)

Triple Noize back together again!

and on the same day I had the most beautiful meeting ever! I am happy, content and still very much flabbergasted over the whole thing. Thank you... I think I love you more! and also have a minor change of heart. I don't love D less but I love H more. (Gossip Girl style of talking. xoxo Mawa. haha)

After that,I was so exhausted. I won't tell you my moment with callous Pak Guard of UTM KL. They were so damn strict, okay but when I was left alone at Damai Putra Station (or was it LRT???) at 12am, it's not funny. Especially being alone in KL, it's not a gag. They won't allow my sister to fetch me because they convince that my sister were breaking the rule and will go to other place. So Hanis with every ounce of courage she had just told the Pak Guard straight in the face "Kalau ada ape-ape berlaku kat kakak kiteorg memang pakcik la bertanggungjawab". Nina was crying and I had a few tears spilled down while waiting because this is not my place and I don't know anything about this place. I saw Mat Rempit while waiting and Kids playing bike in the early hours of morning. But there was this couple who were so nice. They silently waiting in their car, waiting until I was fetched. (The husband was waiting for his wife to finish her work and she works at the station judging from her uniform but after his wife arrived, they were still there. Nice people! Alhamdulillah Allah sent them).

So my fears were discarded after I was fetched by the Pak Guards accompanied with Hanis and Nina. It was soon replaced by tiredness. I went to bed straight away, without caring to take shower. That was how tired I was.

That Sunday morning, it was kind of solemn. I woke up with redness in my eyes and the development of eye bag. Of course, the first thing I did was taking shower. When Nina said she will go to a good place,half of my mind was with her. Even when I was on the ride home, I contemplate whether or not I should just join her. But in the end, the bigger part of me did not give in, so I found myself boarding the bus to JB at 12.30.

Bye bye KL.

After the trip, I decided KL is not place and will never my place. I love JB. I was born in raised in JB. KL is too... crowded for me.