She's the girl who sits and watches while others live a charmed life. The girl loves to write but doesn't know if she's any good at it. She loves rainbow sprinkled ice cream on a rainy day. She loves to take walks with the wind blowing. Giggling should be made a career. She tells you her secrets in not so many words.
And you give an allowance of two whole hours for getting lost and the other hundred thousand misfortunes that might happen, you're still late! This is not an ordinary 10 to 20 minutes delay but an hour's worth! That's when the freaking-kill-slaughter-me-i-don't-want-to-be-alive feeling starts to poke fun and laugh at you. *dies*
Aio! The whole drama was so hilarious, I couldn't believe it was actually happening. Except maybe during the phone conversations and text messages in which 'sorry' was repeated more than anything else. My nervous system is probably malfunctioning. Stress okay!
I met iritated LRT ticket personnels (is that the term for their job?) who brushed me off with whiny leavemealone voices.
And well-meaning passengers who reassured me that I could reach okay if I took the bus to Titiwangsa after which I could hop on another bus. They were even concerned for my expenses.
There was also the guy in front of me at the ATMs. Seeing that the queue was uber long, he was so nice to direct me to another ATM.
Then there was the Pak Cik taxi that never stopped giving me expert advice on getting around Sentul. Pak Cik even comforted me about being late and getting yelled at. He was such a sweetheart to speed so I could reach before five. Sliding around in the back and hitting my head was something else. Haha. It felt like I was a bandit with Pak Cik as my getaway car driver and we're running away from the world.
Such great people to meet on such chaotic circumstances. My priceless moment in this? I could have apparently just taken a cab from Damansara. This could have saved me the stress, expenses, and craziness of going around the whole of KL. But then again, that would mean I wouldn't have met those darlings.
So, I'm glad I got lost. I never thought I'd say that. Every cloud has a silver lining. This here is testament to it! =)
ps: chris dearest, note down my i.o.u okay. thankyouthankyou for bearing with the pointless calls and texts.