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Tuesday, December 29, 2009
post #94. will i be able to reach #100 to mark the end of 2009? that equates to 1.75 posts per day! jiayou xy, haha! (: how about writing in chinese? i shall try a short excerpt! 或许古人的那句“问世间情为何物?”太庸俗了。可是,经过反复思考,我仍然无法得到解答。又或许他根本没有答案,必须根据种种个案,因人而异。还记得我曾经说过,甚至大胆地宣称过不相信爱情,认为它是个极为荒唐及过于铺张的玩意儿。但经过几则挫败与尝试,我无可否认,那短暂的接触所带来的快感及思念,是甜的。也许是我太多重善感,也可能是我过于执着自己的看法,所以这在我心里出现了挣扎。 “偶尔很开心 偶尔却下雨 偶尔有梦醒 偶尔很想你 当我们反复练习 想让爱归零 但无能为力 我们都曾经非常努力 却常常的叹息 常常有了疑问句 所以我离去” (偶尔 张韶涵 ) HAHA i guess chinese flows better, but it looks so much shorter x) i shall continue practising my english next time round (: 1 down. 6 more to go! and it's a brand new day already~ D: xinying ploughed through her empty list at 12:53 am
the world's changing, i'm still the same
Sunday, December 27, 2009
4 days to 2010! (: but well, i'm not here to make my new year resolutions. that can come later. what i want to emphasise is that: yes, the year is drawing to a close. but what struck me most isn't how fast it has past, but how much i've learnt and experienced within such a short period of time. it's not an easy journey, i must admit. roller coasters, peaks and dips in life; it's an emotional amusement park that i don't wanna set foot on again. of course, that is not for me to say, but i'll enjoy myself while i can. and when the inevitable comes, i'll keep my fingers crossed and hope i'll get to choose a less treacherous ride? (: as the old saying goes: 经一事,长一智。yes, we grow with experiences, learn to be wiser from past mistakes. but do these experiences and follies really change us? i'm proud to say that they haven't done so to me. "the world's changing, i'm still the same" is a title i cheaply copied and modified from one of my earliest posts this year. i'd written it because i thought the new environment pleased me. well, maybe finally, i can really open up to people. i thought i could cast my introverted self aside and write my thoughts as plainly as i'd like to say them. but some things are often easier said than done. the year's turmoil greatly thinned out what i'm willing to tell the world. slowly, i'm getting uncomfortable with putting my life up on display. and when it becomes imperative to write every few days, blogging becomes a chore. that's one reason why there was a break in my blogging routine two years back. but that doesn't mean i'm going to stop correspondence. but i'll probably limit it to my thoughts and snippets of what's going on in my life (: that's because blogging is not without its advantages. and i'm not going to let go of them so soon (: firstly, we need to be responsible for what we publish. so blogging allows me to think twice and analyse situations carefully before putting it online for public scrutiny. very often, there is a vast difference between what we really see and what we perceive ourselves to see. by writing down the mere facts before blemishing it with our biased opinions, we can to put away our prejudice and relive the situation, through another person's untainted lens. it's not a bad idea, and sometimes, you really wanna slap yourself stupid for being so biased (: whatever little comfort it offers, i'm glad that it's this one thing that hasn't seemed to change. the silly optimism and annoyingly logical. --- "everyone's changing, i stay the same; i'm a solo cello, outside the chorus" xinying ploughed through her empty list at 4:31 pm
all parents damage their children
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
i just read the five people you meet in heaven recently. i really agree with some of the issues that were brought up (: "All parents damage their children. It cannot be helped. Youth, like pristine glass, absorbs the prints of its handlers. Some parents smudge, others crack, a few shatter childhoods completely into jagged little pieces, beyond repair." well, i guess very few in singapore experience the damage of neglect and violence like eddie did. but the denial of affection is very real. most parents don't realise it. they love their children, probably much more dearly than their love for their spouses or even themselves. but they won't show it. often, children's achievements are brushed aside and left unmentioned. sometimes, they are met with disapproving glances and grunts. worse still, when they nag. but the child isn't heartless. he is exasperated at their expressed disappointment. he is thirsty for their approval, though he covers up with a disdainful apathy. like his parents, he doesn't want to show any sign of "weakness", and it drives both parent and child nuts. the "you know i love you" understanding isn't sufficient. it just doesn't pay to be stingy with praises. exclaim "i'm proud of you!" when you need to. it's not excessive. if you feel that way, say it (: xinying ploughed through her empty list at 11:48 pm
liebe cameraderinnen
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
ok i need to hurry hurry a bit. 3 weeks of backlog is no joke. 4december2009, friday lol, that date heading makes it look like some diary entry. but well, i'm blogging about my life. so i guess it fits in with a diary context (: anyway this day came the long-awaited meet with ex-german buddies! :D we decided to shop at tanglin mall for food before going to botanics for a grand picnic. but problem #1: how do i get to tanglin? that was my first D: but i figured that 132 will take me there after looking at the busstop billboards, so my D: turned into a relieved (: it didn't last long though, because halfway as i was drawing near orchard, it started to drizzle. then the drizzle turned into a shower. there goes my picnic? nooo D: then i turned around and saw tanglin mall. ahhh miss my busstop! never mind, i pressed the bell, thinking either stops are the same (: this is the epic part: the bus stopped at the next bus stop. one guy (stranger) and i were waiting to alight, but the door didn't open. hm? then the driver stepped on the accelerator and moved on. the guy looked super shocked and yelled at the driver. i was thinking: maybe it's not supposed to stop here, nvm (: when i walked back and past by this fateful busstop, i saw that the number 132 on the signpost. i was like !??! so the guy was right, the bus was supposed to stop here DD: then in a flurry to catch the green man (it's awful to wait for the traffic lights to turn green in that storm), i stepped hard into a puddle of rainwater. my DD: turned into DDD: so much for a morning adventure! but that was it, fortunately. "after the sun, the rain; after the rain, the sun." i love the sc school song, it's so meaningful (: chatted with hyeon and esther for quite awhile. we were total hoggers, sat in the food court for at least 2 hours without spending a single cent x) esther's island-hopping trip in greece was super intriguing and kept us entertained for damn long. or rather, we kept pestering her for more details :p seriously, there's so much to catch up with :x then we had a good laugh about how cherie described the climate outside as a "storm", how she was at botanics and then still at kiliney an hour later. but we met up eventually (: hyeon was super funny. she actually asked cherie what clothes she's wearing so that we could find her, as if she's setting up some blind date LOL. funny girls, still as cute as ever :D we really spent our day standing outside mall entrances, like outside tanglin mall, outside wheelock, then outside lido HAHA (: we stood outside ndyc for a pretty long time too, staring at the empty tables and wondering when they'll let us in for the mushroom day meal lol. we seriously can't bear to leave towards the end. stood in front of lido for at least 10 minutes before we hugged each other goodbye and went separate ways. cherie kept mumbling "i really need to leave now" from time to time, cos she's running late for her next appointment. HAHA but you can tell she doesn't want to leave too. so sad ): the outing ended in less than 5 hours, i think. so short, plus thwarted plans :/ another meeting before school reopens and we resume the loathsome routines? hopefully we have plan b should there be unfavourable weather conditions again :p <3 xinying ploughed through her empty list at 1:01 am
finale
Sunday, December 20, 2009
haha looks like our m'sia trip was really fruitful, it amounted to a full 3 weeks' worth of talk (: alright, time to wrap up, before i start losing details on other expeditions! day 3. the journey back proved to be treacherous. it was the first time all of us experienced motion sickness at the same time. mum puked, i almost did, while dad looked really sick. there was nothing i could do to help her, lest i expel the contents of my tummy on her and worsen matters :/ so i kept my eyes shut for most of the journey, and believed both my parents did the same (: there wasn't much to remember (duh, with my eyes closed most of the time -.-), except that i got really bored halfway, and started playing chinese oldies on my phone. 城里的月光, 朋友,甜蜜蜜,etc. all the old favourites (: mum complained that i was noisy but i didn't care. and i knew that she was grateful for the distraction as well (: we reached the customs real quick and was off home in no time! xinying ploughed through her empty list at 7:40 am
murphy's law
Saturday, December 19, 2009
berjaya times again. if that's what you're thinking, you're probably right. there must be something of value to it for me to mention it again, isn't it? :D so here's how it went: we started exploring the 5th level, because someone told us the indoor theme park was on the 5th level the previous day, and we didn't get to see it there and then because it was near closing time. it was really amazing how we got to level 5, to find that it looked nothing more like a normal shopping mall. no sign of roller coasters, no screams, no hint of excitement. what is this? some underground theme park hidden in some secret chambers? D: turned out that i wasn't that far off, because after walking around fruitlessly, one shopkeeper told us that the theme park was behind the row of shops that we se in front of us and we were like, how is that even possible?! anyway, by a turn of luck, we found the passage at one corner that led us there eventually. so won't you call that a secret tunnel? :P anyway, we didn't get a close look because we couldn't go in, but the roller coaster looked awesome. complete with much steeper climbs and dives, coupled with a 360-degree turn, it's looked so much more exciting than the one we had at sunway! ahhh! HAHA. but i guess playing outdoors compensated for all the excitement! :D after we were satisfied that we didn't miss anything much by skipping the indoors theme park, we resumed our shopping spree! (: berjaya times, too, have no lack of shoe shops. we were absolutely delighted, cos nice bags and wedges are found in abundance here!! we spent a truckload of time getting bedazzled by the myriads of colours and designs. i got a small bag for 19 ringgit. oh gosh, i feel so auntie, gloating over the bargains i picked up. but that bag was really nice! it's slightly smaller than the handbags i have, and is a cross between a sling and a handbag; one that i had wanted for a long time. so happy to get it :D but i didn't manage to get any wedges, though i very much wanted to overcome height issues *pouts* HAHA (: here comes the drama. we bought tickets for mulan, cos mum and dad were enticed by the prices. 11 ringgit for a 7.45pm show on a weekend, that's half the price in singapore! we had 15 minutes to stroll around, then somehow, dad decided that he wanted to get a new pair of shoes/sandals/whatever (he wasn't even sure what he wanted :/). so mum stalked after him in the nearest shoe shop, constantly reminding him that there's 10 minutes left. 9minutes left. 5 minutes left! what are you doing?! HAHAHA (: my parents are so cute sometimes. but at the same time, i had this sense of foreboding that something's going to happen. 3 minutes left. nag-nag-nags. and my dad decided rather hastily that he wanted a red pair of shoes. then more to mum's annoyance (well, we weren't surprised! :p), the salesgirl ran out of the shop, turned a corner and disappeared. must have more than one shop in the building as usual. there's no way she's gonna make it back in less than 3 minutes :/ the clock struck 7.46 and we took off! in an attempt to hurry a bit, i took a quick step off the escalator... but not quick enough. dad stepped on my left slipper just as i lifted by left leg. and the slipper snapped! my new green polka-dot slippers :/// so i ended up hobbling to the theaters, my feet throbbing from the tension just now. sighh. and i wasn't making up that feeling cos i wasn feeling sore or anything from the broken slipper. it was really painful. when we reemerged from the darkness of the cinema, there was a red line on my left foot, where the slipper had given way. it's probably caused by the strain when i tried to pull my slipper from under my dad's feet with my left leg. ouch :x well, i wasn't mad at him though. at least he didn't yell at us this time, like what he did earlier. probably knew he was in the wrong and wanted to make amends. he rushed back to the shoe shop. it was still open, fortunately (most of the shops would have said sayonara after 10pm :)). he bought a new pair of slippers (his size, of course) but i got to be the first user (: i shuffled back to the hotel in those oversized slippers, and we had a good laugh over it after that :DD i've to give kudos to murphy (: yea, anything that can go wrong will go wrong. but here's the twist to it, anything that can be rectified will turn out right, as well ((: optimism outlives everything WHOOTS! :D xinying ploughed through her empty list at 11:22 am
it's like walking down a sepia-tinted photograph
Friday, December 11, 2009
petaling street chinatown was rather uneventful. it was in fact dull, except that we had to jump out of the way of fully-loaded trolleys that come head-on in our direction. i have to admit that, that was pretty scary. and we also discovered that the area had modernised... a wee bit. well, at least there's shelter over that long cluttered street now. it's blue and wavy, shaped like sea waves. the modern-looking feel is partially incongruent to the rundown buildings left, right and ahead. but somehow, that feels like how chinatown should be like. and so be it(: it wasn't long before we left, heading straight towards maharajalela monorail station. the route was really quiet. there wasn't a soul in sight when we passed by two rather old chinese temples, and the station was scarily dark and quiet. too quiet. if not for the cars zooming past on the road below, we'd think we're in some ghost town D: but we're glad we managed to catch a glimpse of the other side of kl, though i don't think we want to go back to that area any time in the future :p off to berjaya times square again! this time for a more thorough swoop-around, of course :D [i'm brain-tired cos of bridge. so, to be continued] jeez, i'm like writing some series drama lol. ((: xinying ploughed through her empty list at 10:33 pm
taxi scam
Wednesday, December 09, 2009
i remember we stalked out of the hotel, seeking a way to get to sunway lagoon. no buses, no trains and not by foot, of course (it's way out of town!), taxi seemed like the only option we've got. with "hotel taxis" (or so they're coined, since they're commissioned to serve hotel guests and the flag-down rates on the roads of kl are less than slim) stationed right in front of the entrance and the price of 40++ ringgit for a 20-minute journey seemed reasonable (at least in the singapore context, yes). so those taxis looked very appealing as a mode of transport :D then things started to happen. when we got on, i noticed that the meter had had their protective government signs removed. i vaguely remembered some report about the taxi drivers messing with their meters, making them increase the value faster and by a larger amount with each increase. but the memory seemed so distant, i half suspected i'd imagined it, so i cast it aside. it started off at 6 dollars though, which raised eyebrows. so kl taxis have a hire charge similar to singapore? o.O then the meter started running really fast. like 20 cents every 20 to 30 seconds. our hearts pounded with every increment :x it's like we were going to have heart attack soon. mum was especially comical in miming that action LOL (: but we were glad that we reached when it hit around the agreed 40++ dollars, though the real price was 49.80, i think :x after sunway lagoon and its pyramid shopping mall, we actually contemplated calling the original driver to fetch us back to the hotel. never were we going to flag down along the streets, as many locals told us that we won't be able to get back without 60-70 dollars. but dad refused to call using his cellphone because overseas call costs a bomb. and to our dismay, there wasn't any public phones (that were so commonly seen along the streets) within the high-class mall. by a stroke of luck, we happened to step out through the main entrance of the pyramid and spot a huge load of taxis AND a public taxi counter! so we ran forward to inquire about costs. and to our utter surprise/shock: the trip to petaling street chinatown (it's near the hotel) costs 27 dollars, and fixed price some more! like omg, it's almost half the price of the first trip :O it's at that point when we realised that we'd been ripped off. so much for the hotel service -.- anyway, the taxi driver this time was really nice. we didn't use the meter, since we had already paid the counter (so it's a fixed price for all :) no scam). but he turned it on to explain how the meter should work nonetheless, like how it should start at 3 dollars and how it should increase slowly, only 10 cents at a time. and even advised us to take note of the government signs on the meter. ((: well, it's not so bad after all, cos we've learnt our lessons quickly and only got scammed that once :DD xinying ploughed through her empty list at 10:22 pm
way under the sun
*gasp* my backlog is dragging... stretching into some faraway land. oh and we heard one of the professors use the word "backlog" today, so it isn't as unofficial as we thought it was. i feel so sophisticated now that a professor had used one of my blog words LOL (: day 2! i shall skip breakfast because it really wasn't very appetising, spare for the egg omelette. i kind of liked the way the ham and cheese were wrapped and cooked within the egg. the melted cheese was close to heavenly amongst its tasteless counterparts, yummy! d: fast forward towards sunway lagoon! as the unofficial tour guide of our mini tour troupe (which is made up of only three musketeers: me, mum and dad), i had a hard time planning out the second day, because it's difficult to estimate the amount of time we're going to spend at this lovely place that lay ahead of us. from the looks of it, there may not even be sufficient time for me to try out all the games before the theme park closes at 6pm. but at the back of my head, i know there's a high possibility we're going to end really early, because thrilling games are just not my parents' cup of tea and they're bound to want to leave before half-time :x maybe i should come again with more strong-hearted friends next time HAHA (: our (or my, since only i played :/) first game: tomahawk showed it all. mum didn't dare and i could understand because she's terrified of heights. one who trembles on a ferris wheel, i'm not going to force her onto a fast-paced one that will send her dangling upside-down! it's a terrible thing to do. so no way (: what shocked me was that dad seemed to shudder at the mention of the tomahawk, and likewise with other thrillers to come. this is daddy. where did the daredevil of dad go to? is it true that courage, or simply a taste or flair for adventure decreases exponentially with age? it's one question that i cannot answer. there was this girl (i forgot her name ><). she came with a huge group but none of the elders dared go on the tomahawk with her either. and she's really nice, and it's just so coincidental that it turned out that we were of the same age and had the same interests (i mean the taste for thrill). so we made a deal to get swung upside-down together (((: but then the station master requested to have at least 4 people on that 360-degree swing, before he can set up a ride for us. dang. fortunately, her father and auntie stepped forward for her sake. so cool right? i wished my parents could do that. it still seems a little too cowardly for dad to chicken out. at least he should have told me about his new thriller-phobia and we'd've scrapped this whole journey to the lagoon. the idea of spending a whole afternoon on ferris wheels and merry-go-rounds itself was just driving me bonkers. alright, never mind what happened just now, because the best part was when we tried to make the best out of it, despite divergent interests (: the 360-degree pirate ship was down due to "inclement weather" (LOL) to my parents' relief. but i managed to persuade dad to take the less-than-scary roller coaster with me in the end! well, it needn't be scary, we can create the scary by ourselves... by screaming! :DD oh there was this caucasian at the front seat (we were right behind him, cos dad was afraid to be right in front). he was really jubilant and an expert at scaring people. the coaster was climbing at crawling pace. then as it neared the peak, he turned around and screamed, so my dad and i and many others behind us screamed as well, thinking that we're going to plunge that second. then it turned out that he was just scaring us, and it was a good way ahead before we really sank! after that, he kept rallying us to raise both hands and scream HAHAHA so fun! :D it scared dad though, which made it all the more enjoyable (not to see him scared, of course. but the effect was good) (: then we had the normal games. flying fox wasn't that scary, as we had pictured it, except for the fact that we had to land, straighten up and try to dislodge ourselves from the ropes on top of a wobbly flight of stairs in the shallow pool. that was a huge test of sense of balance (which i doubt i've any x)). nevertheless, it was exhilarating gliding over the huge swimming pool and seeing people stare up as you zoom over their heads :D we stood in line for a long time, waiting for our turn to go on a mini jungle trail on a mini three-wheeled bike. dad was rather impatient because mum didn't want to join and he didn't want to keep her waiting. the fact that some people were cutting queue didn't help. and of course, it's pretty much a waste of time waiting as people were taught how to ride the bike, since daddy is an expert in motorbikes (: it was our turn. something happened and this really caught me off guard. i was rather clumsy at this, and was fumbling to press the accelerator as lightly as possible so that i won't zoom ahead without warning all the time. just as i was trying to figure out how i can travel more smoothly, there was a huge bam. i turned back and saw that someone had rammed into the metal gate. and to my horror, it was dad. :O he wasn't hurt, thank god. but i couldn't fathom why the bike seemed to be acting against his will. slowly, i got the hang of it, though the bike remained a little jerky, lurching forward when i pressed too hard occasionally. but dad, the hero who had conquered and breezed over highways in bikes of all shapes and sizes, was having problems with the tiny three-wheeler. he kept banging into the kerb of the pavements and, once, almost toppled over from the impact :/ we overheard the instructor telling him that he needed to erase all memory of past biking experiences to be able to ride this properly, but that didn't seem to work. so he had to travel haphazardly through the paved roads and wait outside while we braved the muddy sloped in the light forest. mum, who was sitting near the starting point, had witnessed the whole saga and was laughing her head off and making fun of dad after that. LOL (: dad was utterly embarrassed and it wasn't very wise to aggravate it but it was funny, nonetheless :D we left the place for lunch after, say, 4 hours? it was short but we'd played our share and it was fun! :D i was positively sunburnt (it's not that bad, having been near sunburn stage quite often preceding the trip. so i felt fine :)). well, mum didn't participate much, but she was definitely happy enough watching us do funny moves and contented to see that we've enjoyed ourselves :D follow-up: taxi scam. tomorrow (: xinying ploughed through her empty list at 12:01 am
my first shopping spree with both mum and dad :D
Friday, December 04, 2009
ok i'd better blog before my short-term memory starts acting up again. gosh, i sound like an senile patient keeping a journal in hope to grasp on whatever memories i can. :x conquest of bukit bintang! our first destination in kl, and we decided to proceed by foot. so much for a budget :D i thought that was a good choice nonetheless (ignore the money factor), because we caught a first glimpse and feel of what the capital is really like. a few observations include: coin-fed public phones are still in use. and there're sales assistants stationed outside every shop; they try to persuade every passerby to take a look at their products, no matter what they are selling: shoe, electronics or dessert. on the whole, it isn't as modern as the tv adverts made it out to be, nor was it as rundown as my mum have described and scoffed at it. it's sort of caught midway, i'd say. a town in transition into a first-class city(: i was rather amazed though, that the macs over there had quite a few local flavours like ayam... something (i can't remember :/ evidence of stm at work). so it looks like globalisation hasn't exactly caused a cultural meltdown, as the textbooks say. local cultures are, in fact, getting a stronghold, since mncs are incorporating it to attract the people of the country ((: oh and another thing i'm uber proud of is that, picky as i am when it comes to food, we haven't visited any fast food joints in our short stay in kl. unlike other overseas trips, where we succumbed to the grips of the fast food restaurants in the 2nd or 3rd meal :p so yea, this is an achievement. kudos to me, to mum, to dad! alright, the first territory that we set sights on is a huge, dark green building. lot 10 showed a great semblance to average malls in singapore, except that it's really really empty. a few shops had their shopkeepers linger in the middle of their entrance. coupled with the fact that there are no customers inside those shops, those sales assistants act like an impenetrable barrier. they deterred more than invited sales. LOL. it was rather boring, except the jackie chan cafe, where cushions were provided for patrons to lay down cosily, catch a few winks and enjoy their coffee. that's news to us that such services exist. dad said that there's a jackie chan cafe in singapore as well, but it's a wonder whether it's the same as what we saw in kl. maybe we should check it out someday (: other than that, there isn't very much for us to explore, so we left for sungei wang after a short while. sungei wang stood in such stark contrast to lot 10, it was overwhelming! the crowds there were so huge, it made it diffcult for us to navigate ourselves and find food places in the mall. dad proudly proclaimed 姜还是老的辣, since sungei wang is so much older than lot 10 LOL (: hainan (or they call it hailam) cafe was nice. my hailam mee was too green (too many raw vegetables and onions) for our tastebuds, but the hailam chicken rice and whatever noodles my mum ordered was pretty good. though my mum complained that her noodles were too bland, i thought it was ok. i kind of liked the shredded egg. the roasted chicken was plain (y), juicy, succulent and nicely prepared. but i especially liked their wholemeal bao. we couldn't really taste a difference in the bread but the difference in the fillings was obvious and they are good. the pandan kaya was a very light green, different from the darker ones that we usually see. it's a little sweet for me but still very nice on the whole (: the waitress, a young girl called fanny, was quite funny. there were a few incidents but the funniest one was when we ordered cha shao (which is normally pork in singapore). then when she served it to us, she said "chicken" and all of us went "HUH" haha. she must be exasperated when she explained that it's "cha shao". lol. we should have expected that since most things are supposed to be halal in m'sia. but it still tasted good. good cha shao (: oh my mum read her name as "funny" LOL. look who's funnier :p we were rather taken aback by the spammage of shoe shops at sungei wang (only to realise later that the situation persists in most of the malls we set foot in). there was like practically a shoe shop every 10 steps you take. at one of the shops, mum wanted a size 7 for some shoe on display. the sales assistant simply took it and went down the escalator. we were like o.O then they explained that they had 5 shops in that mall. oh ok... WHAT?! 5 shops in 1 mall? now that's shocking :x by the end of the day, our eyes were so dazzled by the multi-coloured shops, we're just glad we didn't become cross-eyed. lols :D it was barely past 8.30. we were battered but unwilling to concede defeat so soon. so we stood outside sungei wang, in the light drizzle, and argued whether we should continue down bukit bintang road to berjaya times square. one camp argues that times square is so big and so far down the street, and the malls are closing at 10pm. it's simply not worth wasting our energy making our way there. the other says it's too early, such a waste to be whiling the extra hour plus plus away in a fuzzy hotel room. LOL. we argued for so long with no conclusion. it's so annoying, i decided to just walk further down to get away from this nauseating standstill, turned a corner to find times square standing proudly in front of me. OMG. it's just there?! so what were we arguing about distance and time for? we were wasting time on that argument itself lols (: jesus, i actually wrote a paragraph on this trivial squibble HAHA. so i guess it made an impact on us: that sometimes, we should just be a little more resolute and go ahead with plans. because more than often, the answer is so close, we just need to take one brave step towards it to find it; whereas if we retreat in resignation, we may never know the answer((: it was true that times square had nothing much to offer near its closing time. i bought an auntie anne's green tea pretzel cos it's so much cheaper in m'sia. it's so sweet, my teeth ached, but i love green tea still :D -end of day 1- 1 day spanned 3 posts. i wonder how long day 2 will be :p xinying ploughed through her empty list at 10:05 pm
unhappiness doesn't spoil a trip. it makes the happy moments more precious
Wednesday, December 02, 2009
friday episode 2. i don't really remember what the hotel lobby looked like, even though i'd stepped out of it barely 3 days ago. i do recall a brown darkness about it though. the hall was wide and dimly lit, but it wasn't oppressive. rather, it made me sleepy. i know it's weird but that's the experience i had when i stood on the exquisite and expensive-looking fur rug, looking on to the mass of eager tourists buzzing around the check-in counter, shoving their receipts at the flustered hotel staff. they weren't far off but the dimness seemed to put miles between us. fatigue was getting at me after the prolonged jerky bus ride, and it didn't help when the receptionist told us that our room will be ready in a maximum of 2 hours. 2 hours?! what on earth are we supposed to do in the meantime? the staff gave us each a complimentary drink but we were less than gratified. we were thirsty because none of us dared to drink much during the journey for fear we'll find ourselves in need of the loo all too often. so we downed the classic fruit punch in no time, and found ourselves, again, idle. racking our brains for possible entertainment. mum and dad weren't up for cam-whoring but i still managed to snap a few pictures of them by requesting (rather forcefully :p) to take a photo WITH either of them. after a while, i got tired of taking all the initiative and ended up capturing sceneries and odd designs of the building instead (: but fiddling with the camera isn't going to suffice. the idea of hanging around the lobby and sports bar for 2 hours with virtually no entertainment was unthinkable. probably because we couldn't fathom how the room wasn't ready for us, when we've booked it in advance. and to add to that, we were late, that should have provided them with the time that the need to tidy up the room in question :/ we were seriously annoyed at the receptionist's "we're so sorry to keep you waiting" because it sounded rehearsed and repetitive and probably insincere in our frustrated minds. however optimistically dad and i tried to put up with it, it didn't seem like the 2 hours will ever end. it wasn't long before we learnt that the hotel didn't just mess up on us. some of the bookings weren't recorded, leaving one of the families that came with us with no lodging. it's the knowledge that we weren't the worst off that provided some gratification but it wasn't enough to appease us. and we bugged the staff constantly till our room was ready an hour later. i wonder if bugging made the room service people speed up? or did we just made the lives of the receptionists more difficult? :p ok end of unhappiness. (: i'm really tired. shall write about our conquest of bukit bintang tomorrow. woah one day split into 3 posts. not bad :D but i really need to re-charge now, or it'll be my turn to be conquered by the kids tomorrow. :d xinying ploughed through her empty list at 10:14 pm
not a normal four-wheeled journey (:
Tuesday, December 01, 2009
friday. there's so much to reminiscent about, i don't know where to begin. particularly after a three-day break from all english literary sources, it feels like i've undergone a long rehab session. i'm stumped for words. haha, this reminds me of how 東方翔's basketball skills deteriorated due to a lack of practice (well, i'm barely past episode 2 but i can smell an addiction coming up. better brace myself for a fierce 籃球火 marathon :p). so yes, i have kinda lost touch with writing again. but that's alright, i'll try to keep the lines flowing (= on friday, we woke up really early. i think it was around 5.30am? i don't quite remember the timing but i vaguely recall the call of the cockerel in the darkness. though we were tired and blurry-eyed, having awoken during the wee hours in the morning, i guess the day started off quite well; and we had a good laugh, when mum gave an account on how dad couldn't get to sleep all night. he had butterflies in his tummy and was too excited for the trip to catch any winks, just like a child will be (: to be honest, i was rather excited as well. it certainly wasn't my first trip to kl but i had a feeling this time, it's going to be different. first up, the most trivial of all, we're setting off from a totally different destination. not the usual smoky carpool (or bus-pool) area along beach road that made me queasy and can't wait to take flight, but a distinguished stop behind concorde hotel (: the walk to concorde from somerset was also an eye-opener: i managed to take a good look at the deserted orchard road at 6 plus in the morning. there wasn't even a single soul in sight. but it wasn't as spooky as i'd expected. it was even pleasant to step on the serene street. it's rare to take in orchard in this state, and i kind of enjoyed the tranquility. (= we were taken aback by the crowd that has arrived before us. it was a far cry from the empty streets on the other side of concorde hotel. but i must say i was much more at ease amongst them. there's safety in numbers. i don't even know why i'd thought of it that way, perhaps i'd read too much of bentley little, who could turn everyday situations into the most scary incidents. :x anyway, there were a lot of people lining up to register. the signs clearly indicated that kl-goers should head to the 2 counters on the left, while those destined for malacca should use the counters on the right. but quite a few people had come to the front of the line at counter A (where dad initally stood in line as well) to find that their names were not on the register. one uncle in checkered shirt was so shocked he almost shouted. :x just when we thought there was a major screw-up brewing, we realised that there was a namelist that directed us to specific counters (ours was counter F on the extreme right). so the arrow signs were completely useless and misleading. lol, so much for a morning fright. what tourists fear and are most anguished, is to have something crop up and their trips cancelled. i wonder how my parents will take it, if that were to happen. i'll most certainly be disappointed :o the wait in the bus line-up to both customs was excruciating. i wasn't keeping track of time, or rather, i hate keeping tabs on the time because it always made time seem to crawl and the wait ever longer. but according to mum, it totalled 2.5 hours. i even took a picture where the bus stopped in front of a yellow line (which we assumed to be the a demarcation of our entry into malaysian territory, since it ran on the opposite side of the road as well!). it's the "so near yet so far" sentiment. :/ we chose the peak of peak hours to leave the country LOL. i can't deny the rush of adrenaline when we zoomed off from the malaysian customs at high speed. we were far from kl, but we'd finally broke free from the ant-crawl of a queue to the customs. it felt like liberation. at least, my mind told me it's a cause for celebration! (: alright, then comes our first meal on board a long-distance bus! so exciting. the nasi lemak was great, i practically polished the plastic container clean because i didn't have breakfast and the wait at the customs had my tummy protesting for too long :P mum actually double-confirmed whether the food was from singapore. LOL. funny la (: anyway, the ride was so bumpy, it's funny to see the plastic container tremble non-stop and jump when the bus jerks un-expectedly (not like it doesn't jump when we expect the bus to jerk HAHA x)). my eyes was glued to the small tv screen while i shoved food into my mouth. haha there's too much entertainment at one go, i feel over-stimulated :p the driver only stopped once at yong peng, which is pretty useless (since most of us had had our fill with the meal onboard) if not for the need for a toilet break. mum was particularly funny. there was no place to place her handbag in the grossly wet toilet, she had to hang it around her neck. LOL! desperate times call for desperate measures, i guess. it really threw me into laughing fits when she recounted what she did. i think she makes a perfect comedian. go, mum! (: it took 3 movies before we reached (: i don't even know the names of 2 of the movies because they didn't show it. but they were really entertaining. i think i still take a liking to films on war in ancient china (: 童夢奇緣 was such a tear-jerker though i'd watched it before :x anyway, it didn't feel like a long journey cos the movies kept us sufficiently occupied. but we were naturally shocked to find that it was near 3pm when we arrived. 3 dejected souls were resigned in their seats near the ballroom lobby. they must've waited for more than 1.5 hours for the bus to arrive and take them home to singapore. poor things, and we seriously hoped that won't happen to us when it's our turn to return home :x it's late. i'll continue tomorrow. striving to document my trip as accurately as possible :D xinying ploughed through her empty list at 11:18 pm
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