Wednesday, January 13, 2010

oh! the irony



isn't it ironic
when you're thousands miles apart from your family
they didn't care about where you're going,
with whom you're travelling with etc
travelling 8 hours by bus?
ok.
you're boarding the plane alone?
ok, that's fine. (well of course it is pa! *rolling eyes*)

but when you're right in front of their eyes,
they getting all worked up over stuff like this.
puh-lease mum and dad (esp. u Dad)
i'm not a schoolkid anymore
i'm already in my 20s and am experiencing quarter life crisis
haha

what you just read above was my original post
i was thinking of publishing this before i began my journey to terengganu for the wedding of eny's brother
but i didnt
as i had a feeling, what if something went wrong?
wouldnt it be weird that after i post this somewhat cocky entry,
something bad actually happened to me??

and it did
sorta

so the bus i took to tganu from the magical forest of kuantan was on Friday, at 8.45 am
freaking early i tell u
mom dropped me off at the bus sation like, 10 minutes before departure time and went off to the market
when i got there, the bus was empty
and i thought, oh, maybe it's because the driver isnt here yet
this group of people around me(like 1o of them) will ride the same bus with me
wrong.
dead wrong.
throughout the whole 3 1/2 hour journey to tganu,
i was the only one in the bus
imagine how shocked, flabbergasted,dumfounded, bewildered i was when i found out that i'm the only passenger??
i nearly fainted
yes, i am a drama queen
and i've texted almost everyone i know about my whereabouts
are you freaking kidding me??
alone with the quite young bus driver??
remember the suhaiza incident?( i think that's her name)
of course i was paranoid
i have every rights to be paranoid (i think)

needless to say
i made it to tganu
all safe and sound
thanks to concerned friends who checked up on me almost every half and hour
i now you guys love me
haha
and big thanks to the bus driver who did his job honestly and efficiently (sort of. why did he have to stop for a smoke in Marang is beyond me)
and kudos to him for managing to resist the temptation in the form of the oh so gorgeous yours truly
LOL

anyhoo
the moral of the story is:
1.parents know best. stop arguing with them.
2. trust your instinct.like i said before,i didnt post this earlier because i have a strong feeling that something's going to happen. based on previous experiences as well, i guess my instinct are pretty accurate
3.stop putting labels on people. just because one bus driver did a bad thing, that doesnt mean that all of them are bad. honest bus drivers are awesome! ^_^ (oh teringat abg bus 99. wink to the mgs girls)

the nerve wrecking journey was worth it
i had fun with the girls
and the wedding was quite unique- they had the chinese lion dance as well as the usual kompang
1malaysia i tell u
haha

and never wear white to someone else's wedding
people will mistaken you as the bride
LOL



2 comments:

mizzshaina said...

about posting things that u're afraid might turn bad in the future for any sort of reasons, well, i've had that moment too. when my parents went to the hajj, i cant even bring myself to post their going away pictures on the fb, afraid like hell that wud be the last picture i had with them.. sound stupid? i dont think so. haha. anything related to families are sacred, u cant bear thinking something bad happen to them. ok, kite da lari topic. but u get me rite?

yep.parents knows best. its just that sometimes we feel that we know better

Sha said...

haha
sounds like you're just as superstitious as i am
dont wanna jinx it eh?
hehe