i was so eager to narrate about my trip to KLCC yesterday immediately after reaching home... however, i was too lethargic... my ankles were aching so much and i felt asleep...
so, today, i'm gonna share this experience... a note of caution, the title has nothing to do with my yesterday's trip...
i had to take public transportation to KLCC because my superbusy sister was using the car... at the moment i don't have a car... i'm a goner... very poor indeed... MANIOBI was sent back to Melaka because i just could not afford to feed him and the fact that my aching feet do not allow me to drive a manual car anymore... those sharp sudden stabbings really make it dangerous for me to go on a manual... and i have no choice but to borrow my sister's car from time to time when i need to go somewhere urgently...
as yesterday's trip to KLCC was not considered urgent by my sister, i just had to find any means to go there... the trip was urgent and important for me because it has been years, the last was 1994, since i last met my very dear school mate, Kak Yan... though i felt a bit frustrated with my sister's attitude, i just followed my instinct and determined to meet my friend at KLCC... i asked Angah to send me to Cempaka lrt station... Angah could send me to KLCC itself but i didn't want to trouble that preggie momma...
there it started, i rode the lrt from Cempaka to Masjid Jamek and was a bit panicked when i didn't see the lrt from Masjid Jamek to KLCC... i called my bro and he told me that the lrt to KLCC is the one underground... now i know the difference between Putra and Star... Putra is the one underground and Star is the one on top... it is amusing to see most passengers were really engrossed with their handphones... it seems that everybody is in his/her own world and nothing else matters on this world... thank you to technology for creating these monsters... a very scary observation indeed...
i arrived at KLCC one and a half hour early than the meeting time... i just wanted to avoid the crowded trains during peak hours... as soon as i entered KLCC premises, i felt as if the building was shaken... oh dear... was it really happening? was KLCC going to collapse? then i felt a bit of acidic pain in my tummy... ouh... perhaps this was the signs of hypo... i had a very humble breakfast and did not have my lunch yet... it was 4.45 pm... i went to the food court and the shaking feeling became worst... i just had to hurry and then bought my self some bagels... all the non-sweet ones... ahhh... alhamdulillah... the shaking stopped... well, KLCC is still standing proudly... yeah.. very proud to bear all the sicklies in the world...
while munching my bagels (the expensive retarded mixture of flour) at the foodcourt... i observed my surroundings... since it was not the time for those corporate slaves to clock out, there were many teenagers around the area... perhaps they were waiting for the Wolverine show... anyhow, what disturbed my sight was the way they showed affections towards their opposite sexes... owh dear... i thought i was in KLCC, Kuala Lumpur, MALAYSIA! oppsss... i really was in KLCC and these daring displays are those of the Malay teenagers in my own country... i'd rather be in one of those malls in Chch NZ...
i felt sick and found my peace at the Gallery... spending a quiet time, alone, disgesting those arts... these are real... a peaceful reality... outside, those are real too... a disturbing reality... i guess it is my fault for not frequently getting out of my cave... the real world is frightening indeed and i don't want to die amidst the frightening confusions and disillusions...
after spending quite some time at the gallery, i went to Kino... i just had to get out from that book store a.s.a.p. because the temptation to buy books was killing me... i just had 50 bucks in my pocket and i already spent 8 bucks for those bagels... ouch!
as i was sitting and jotting notes on my small notebook, my friend called and she already arrived... half an hour early... yeaaayy! gone all those boredom and sickly sights... she wanted to treat me at sushi king but being me, i said i'd prefer the claypot noodle... wow! my friend is getting prettier and she doesn't seem like a mother to three... we exchanged stories and talked and talked and talked... an excellent meeting indeed... though my feet had started to dysfunction, the stabbing numbness was so overpowering... well, i did not regret all the troubles that i had to endure for the trip...
around 9 pm... together, we took the lrt back to Masjid Jamek... ouh... she is such a kind lady... without me knowing, she bought some pretzels for me to take home... terharu la beb... at Masjid Jamek, she took her train back to Hotel Quality (she's from Setiawan and is having a one week course at that hotel) and me myself took my train back to Cempaka... i was so lucky because people gave me a seat... alhamdulillah... there are still thoughtful Malaysians... not that i'm pregnant but maybe they thought that i looked a bit pale and sickly... my feet were really killing me... until now, the moment i'm typing all these... ouch!
at Cempaka, i thought i wanted to make it real and take a cab home... but, there was none... maybe i was at the other side of the station... i really felt wobbly and almost fainted... i had no choice and called my sisters to pick me up... i sensed that "macam takde keikhlasan ajek" when they picked me up... yeah! i always fail to properly play my role as a good along... i am spoilt... the scum of the earth... yada yada yada... erk... i've gone off-path...
coming back to my narration, those are my yesterday's experience... previously, managed to walk from Kotaraya to the Mall... yeah... from Kotaraya to the Mall okay! now, i hardly can walk from one lrt to another... i am getting old, sickly and perhaps dying...
enough...
today... i woke up very late... my body is aching all over... my head is still dizzy... and my mind is worrying about few things... those things are inter-related with my topic "i hate them!!!"... oh how i really hate them... tomorrow, i have my morning philosophy session and in the evening, i have a party at TGI Friday... with my sickly condition, i might not go to TGI Friday... i don't want to trouble anybody just for the sake of me wanting to socialising with friends at such dining place fit for the burgeuos... erkkk... did i spell that correctly?
okie tokie... off for now... and i still hate them so much!!!
4 comments:
Hi Mummy, at last, pandai gak aku carik blog ko nih...isk, buta IT tahap maksima aku nih kan..hehehe...weh..sorry 4 those troubles that u've gone through on that day...if only i knew..rase nyesal lak sbb paksa ko jumpa aku ari tuh...selfish tul kau kan...even bile aku tengok ko mkn ubat yg byk giler mase kt KLCC tuh pun, rase cam nak nangis dah...naper jadik camtuh mummy...u have to be strong my dear..apapun, ko masih mummy aku cam time sekolah dulu...cute and cudly mummy..hehehe..bye..muaaahhh...
wahhhh... kau jumpa gak blog merepek meraban aku ni eh... hehehe... ilek la kak Yan, aku nih kengkadang exaggerate jek lebih... saja layan blues... hehehe...
however, aku really glad we met hari tuh... ntah bila lagi la kita dapat melepak best camtuh kan? kau tak perlu menyesal derr... aku ni manja sangat, kengkadang tuh kena juga force badan ni jenjalan buat physical activities... hehehe...
okie tokie, dengan berkat doa' kau dan kengkawan lain, insyaAllah, aku akan always be strong untuk menghadapi segala cabaran duniawi ni... thanks for visiting my blog eh (",)
hi mummy, aku tgh bagi komen dr kiosk di airport suvarnabhumi bangkok..sawadhikap..hehehe...dah nakk balik dah..flight kul 1355 waktu siam..sekrg baru kul 1315..boring tul..
Mummy, bila tengok ko makan ubat yg byk giler lps mkn tuh, aku hampir menangis..balik bilik hotel,i cried my heart out...aku sayang betul kt ko mummy,teringat mase sekolah dulu, aku suka peluk & cubit2 ko cam teddy bear...sbb ko le,aku wat teori bhw sume org gemuk adalah penyayang..cam ko..aku redha ko dh takde..patutlah ko dh lama tak update blog..aku doakan roh ko ditptkan di sisi org2 yg dikasihi allah...
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