こにちわ..いらっしゃいませ

Finally, exams are over and we can all close our eyes and not worry bout that alarm thats gonna wake us up a couple of hours before 11 o clock for those final preps.

Bio was ok, Chem freaking hydrocarbon thingy made me lost 8 marks plus wadever i havent found out i got wrong yet, Maths was freakingly tough and tough and tough because of.... i wasnt expecting that level of "harder than miscellaneous" questions to come up since most of the past years were easier =.=". Physics.. I screwed my uncertainty thingy =.="

So much so for the exams, the stress, and my kiasu-ness towards my roomates "not sleeping before them, trying to stay awake while they have thier afternoon naps, eat less- drink less- study more" routines, its finally time to come back to Sg petani.

Probably a lot of those indon, poland, czech bound guys are homesick like hell cuz they have to stay there and study thier assess off for thier incoming AS, but i kinda x shiok the idea of returning. xD

Ktt = Freedom of Act, Freedom of Speech, Freedom of Sleep, Freedom of Shit... (the list goes on)
Home = (I can't find the word that has the meaning of "constriction" which can be used in this context so i decided to leave out the phrase completely, but i assume those who are reading this would have sufficient neurons to figure out what i'm trying to say that there's no freedom back home, unless of course, my parents arent around)

And then there's the process of getting back home. Now, "so happened" ktt was located somewhere "far from the ideals of humanity", getting in and out of ktt seems to be a problem cuz "omg, its not even on Google Earth" =.=" Yes, there's no specific search result available for "Kolej Teknologi Timur" unless u happen to have sharp eyes and have an idea of where its located in sepang, u can zoom in and peer with your own eyes the "hutan belantara" its situated in.

Leaving all complaints of "ulu-ism" aside, getting back to Sp from Ktt is freakingly hard, unless you have a fetish for ktm commuters, i think u may have a nice time though xD. First stop :
KTT -> KTM

Notice that though the abbrevations only have a change in 1 alphabet, (dono wad to say, carry on)

So, on arrival in KTM nilai, u nid to buy ticket to bandar tasik selatan. Assuming there are no people at the ticketing counter, u still nid to wait some 15 mins for the laggy ktm to arrive, board the train (careful, shawn =.=") suck in your stomach to reduce the bludge (albeit the short duration of its effects, i find that it still works) and PUSH into the crowds.

After reaching bandar south lake in (hopefully one piece state) 40 mins, u nid to transit to Rapid KL for a somewad much more pleasing trip to Plaza Rakyat (that's where PuduRaya is).
Whole journey takes bout and hour and half, I can almost hear the sploit announcement speaker saying "pls be patient while we push the train. All passengers are reminded not to shout vulgarities because this may cause your surrounding infants to get accidentally poisoned with the "cb" word."

Random thought : Anyone ever heard of a baby's first word is "cb" instead of "papa / mama" ?
If u do, now u noe why =.="

Anyways, reaching pudu, u have to get accustomed to the stalking of complete strangers asking u "nak pi mane ? kuantan ? bidor ?" this that locations and not saying another word once u hold your bus ticket right up to thier faces. Take every 4 steps, and there's bound to be a sohai asking u the same question, albeit with a change in locations although i've never heard "sungai petani" on the list. lolx.

Me and a friend arrived too early, bus leaves at 5.30, we arrived at 4.15.

Needless to say, I wasted some 1 hr watching the behavorial patterns of mostly malaysians in the cramped, smoke-filled, dark conditions of pudu. Bus exhaust smoke is bad enough, added with cigarette smoke and an occasional cough/fart by your neighbouring apek. Its gonna be a hell of an olfactory orgasm =.=" If you want to see the true face of humanity, theres no better place than pudu cuz you get to c a hell lot of diversity in antics/ dress styles / eating habits / sleeping positions / talking manners fellow malaysians are capable of

5.30 we boarded the bus, 5.50 we left the bus

Why ? Cuz we had to transit to another bus in perhentian duta. somewhere near the outskirts of KL =.=" Wasted another 15 minutes waiting for the driver, and we went on the bus, only to be greeted with the sensation of banging your ass on the wall. (sorry my metaphors getting kinda weird- it means the cushion was rock hard)

6.30 left the duta thingy, 11.30 reached SP.

9 hrs worth of travelling + dementing conditions =.=" Aint that worth to come back anyways =.="

But then there's 1mbps streamyx,
There's FISH / Seafood available (I havent got to eat any seafood besides that occasional pathetic frozen mini prawn in my char hor fan since i got to ktt. Unless if you consider a plate of fried rice with a prawn and a couple of rings of frozen sotong to be "nasi goreng sotong / seafood" , then i got nothing to say la.
There's a wonderful proper "spring embedded" queen sized bed (But i left my smelly pillow at ktt, so sleeping wasn't as nice as it used to be at home =.=")
And of course there's my cat. First thing I came home, I yanked its tail twice and it turned around, flipped and grabbed my wrist wif its 2 front paws and proceeded to chewing my fingers.
Old habits die hard, and even though it hasn't been played wif this way for a long time, I guess simba still recognizes me lolx.