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ari sabtu - gi s alam in 15 mins dari kepong kwakwa...adik aku pun senyappp je sbb laju tak hengat 160 kmh. reached on the dot at 8 am. we boarded a bas kilang and unfortunately, got the back seat with my deuter 45+10 bag...kwakwa...nasib la tu.

the back row was shared with a family, my colleague. well..okay la i guess only that his kid yg bongsu tuy a bit cemeh. nemind i just ignore n pretend to sleep. reached Tapah R&R by 11 am. the problem with going with a bus in a large group was; we have to wait for everybody to board up. no head count just "assumed" everybody was in the bus. the bus driver tried the new Cameron Highland route...i must say a loooooooonggggg way uppppp!!! jeezz...imagine 6 hrs travelling and reaching equatorial by 2:30 pm.

imagine the "old" bus travelling 40-50 kmh up there as if climbing up the hill in vain eventhough the road now is wider and not as steep as the old road. arhhh imagine - the "schuey me" travelling like kure-kure...i tried my meditation - sleep. " owh! tak sampai lagi?" and i continued my meditation. i guess, this is how other ppl travel...and i understand their patience and pain...huehue...uckily my kid sis agreed to accompany the "single" me...everybody else except miswati and zaidi was with their famiies...

equatorial
– arrghh at last, the new hotel, gave us the impression dat the service is par excellence..room okay, I got an extra bed cos I gave the bed to my kid sis. Food, not-so-okay. Staff err…moody and sour face as not just us dat occupied the rooms, they were some Taiwanese, Singaporeans, mat sallehs, arabs..and loads more..! full house indeed!

2:30
checked in, put my 45+10 bag, went down for lunch and then have to go for the play practise…hmm…I only knew this practise after I heard a colleague shouted out her window 2 rooms away from my balcony…(err the extinction of phone usage? Hullo!)

3:20 – 4:00
went to the small field, and I had to pretend again that I’m oohhh so happy seeing their wives and husbands and kids…they were playing that game for kids and couples (married?)…and err I have to be the “kakak” that kids need to identify in order to verify that their treasure hunt item all there…yupp…the “identifier”..:P

6:30
practise the play again. Stupid director. WTF is he doing? It’s still the same, Mr plumkin n everybody else except me doesn’t give a shit that his voice shrills like a kid and sometimes like a girl; despite his big size. And he got dat lead? Owh come on…kama better off being the lead as he has talent and voice.

7:50
The Ballroom. The team got panicky and change to their “puppet clothes” 15 mins before the play. I put myself in the audiences’ shoes.

What’s the message?
Can’t hear a single word from 2 main actors;
A chaos since they were about 14 of us cramming the lil stage, dancing madly and not according to the Rock n roll music.
can’t understand the stupid play anyway

Food ok. Karaoke sux so I went down to the lounge to catch up with AF..about time somebody’s goin to be kicked out ahhahha..lucky Azlin told me about the big screen TV, showing LIVE AF!!

11:05 pm
shut down…but not that shut as the weather was so cold despite wearing 2 piece shirt, a sweater, long pants and sox. Extra bed..what to do? So lucky I brought my bantal bucuk to close my cold ears…but still I heard kak R snored and woke up to go to the bath…then she and my kid sis woke up again and performed the subuh prayers..ehehe…I was on “MC” ehehe..

7:30
packed my things to check out..took the morning bathe..and got the hell out for breakfast with my kid sis

9:30
checked out – boarded the same kure-kure bus to tour around CH. 12 p.m. strawberry farm. Been left out as I went to the ladies..hisk! pity me…no head count again..so they assume everybody’s in the bus. Zaidi waited me up, then Tan fetched us by walking uphill (she’s a sportswoman with plenty of energy). The bus won’t make a u turn (the road was full of all means of transports).

3:00
after a stop-n-go-n-wait at different tourist spots, we reached tapah R&R. hell loads of people wondered around..even the musolla was filled with people. Managed to bought 2 cheese sticks, a vanilla coke and Cheezel. Kid sis bought something better, a beef pau! Huhuhu..

can’t seem to consume when the place is too crowded..too noisy…gave me the headache…plus..now the bus’ air conditioning system are not working..i smelt loads of things..burnt tyres (braking system), foul mushroom ( I guess because of the pesticides), durian ( yep..some of them ate while we were stopping by at one orang asli’s stall)..i smelt some kinda gas? Errr..felt like throwing up (yep! THANKS to the winding road – macam ular kena palu)…

F text; aking me to join her in badminton…sutun texted and called to meet up..RB text when I’ll be arriving…Mom asked is everything’s okay..Zedi asked whether I’ll be goin to syukor’s wedding..hmmh..


6:45
reached s alam. Went to pkns to find kid sis’ jubah and shoes..nope..not there
went straight to nenek’s for dinner. Nearly passed out..asked her to drive but she’s too afraid..so have to brace myself and drove the car thru the MRR2 jam…huehuehue..

10:00
reached home sweet home.

1130 ish
tried to sleep…got a feverish feeling…already sneezing like a horse now..too cold..

930 am
in the office – after dis I’m goin to see the dr again..