My weekend was spent in a car. Practically in the car stuck in a horrible jam.

I hate Klang.

See this was my time table. Home>Klang>home>KL>home>KL>home

I hate Klang.

I started my journey to pick up my younger brother from his boarding school in Klang at 1pm. Reached Klang at 2.30pm. Because of the horrible horrible jam caused by a 10 metre road closure, my time table was screwed up. What.The.F. And my younger brother has tuition at 3pm in KL (in PETALING STREET SOMMORE). How the heck am I supposed to fly from Klang to KL in less than 30 mins? On the way back sommore got jam. -.- sien.

I hate Klang.

So by 3.10pm I reached home (because he left his tuition bag at home), only to fly to KL within minutes. He was half hour late. By the time i reached home it was already 4 bloody pm. By5pm I have to go out again to pick him back from KL. ARGH.ARGH.ARGH.ARGH.

I hate KL.

So. Onward to KL it was. Jam. Sien.

I hate KL.

By the time I reached home, it was 6pm and I was so damn tired, I fell asleep.

That was my Saturday.

I hate Klang and KL.

Sunday. Wash rinse repeat.

I hate KL.

Monday came and went with a blink of an eye. I did get some rest, but really after that torture I went through during the weekend, it wasnt enough. I had a migrane that lasted through Tuesday. I think it is because of the weather too. Hot.Hot.Hot.Cold.Cold.Hot.Hot.

I hate KL, Klang and the stupid weather.