Gave myself a scare. Thought I had lost every single post there is in Blogger. Turns out, I had forgotten how to use this "log in to new Blogger".
Anyways, here I am... back home in my comfy little bed. Although the pillows takes some getting used to... *neckache*
I wanted to post this earlier:
HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR EVERY ONE~
May you collect as many angpows!
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My bus ride back home was H-O-R-R-I-B-L-E
I bought my ticket back 2 months earlier because I was afraid they would sell out. Turns out, they were already sold out. So I was left with either the 40-crampy-seater bus for SGD 50 (ripoff!) or the SGD50 26 seater bus from an unknown bus company.
SO they told us, OK when we board in Singapore, its a 40 seater bus. Then we switch busses in the Johor Bahru Causeway to a 26 seater bus. Fine with me. As long as the longer journey of the bus is comfortable.
NOT.
The bus was due to depart from Singapore at 730pm. Once we reached Johor Bahru Causeway, there were shitloads of busses and so disorganised!!! I'm no longer familiar with disorganisation (being used to Singapore and all, so pampered yea?) And I couldnt find my stupid bus BECAUSE it wasnt there! OMG we had to wait an excurciating 1 hour for the bloody bus to actually REACH the causeway. AND the bus no. that the bus company gave us was wrong. So while we headless chickens (not only me and Mr Bee, other passengers too) trying to locate the bus no. that the company gave us, the bus that actually arrived was a bloody different bus no. And how do we know that? Some guy kept shouting the bus company's name again and again.
SO. Finally we reached the bus.. and we sat *phew* If you think our ordeal was over, it is not. We sat in the bus for NOTHING. We were waiting for 20 mins or so for the bus to move. Nope no movement. Not even an inch when some idiot came up the bus and said... CHANGE BUS!
What the hell? FINE maybe that bus no ABC123 had some engine problems and wasnt able to move. Drag bag. Move to another bus no DEF456.
Wait like an idiot again. Finally the bus moves. Thank goo....... before you can even finish the sentence, the bus stopped at a petrol station like half hour later. And we waited again. for another 20 mins or so AGAIN. Then another idiot came up the bus and sheepishly said change bus.
This time i was cursing and making a fuss. I'm tired of dragging my one weeks worth of clothes accessories and makeup WITH my laptop and I am getting a backache from pacing to and fro busses. **&^%$@@!@^*()) anyone who knows me, I do not have sweet patience. If not for Mr Bee who rationalised that if I screamed bloody murder then, they would just leave me by at Johor and the wolves might kidnap me (I just made the kidnapping by wolves part). So fine. In my graceful-ness I sit still and shut up. I still needed to get HOME before reunion dinner.
Guess which bus we switched to.. its back to bus no ABC123. Want. To. Scream. Bloody. Murder. But then I think of being left in Johor all alone.... ok well that subdued me a little.
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Thank goodness (now I can say it in full) that we didnt change anymore bus along the way. But I counted that we made 3 useless stops. But I was too sleepy to bother. I just wanna sleep get home and get to my comfy bed. I touched down KL at 3.30am
3 hours longer than its should normally take!
Oh well, I'm glad I'm home now and amongst family and friends *happy
And I got late bdae presents! Which made up for all the shit I went through above!
~One can never have too much types make-up yea? *thankyouthankyou*
Labels: Birthday, Home sweet home