But it's okay now, I got that royal pain bashed and battered and delivered straight to SAE. No more worries about diploma. No more praying to God for the courage to finish that one last assignment. No more scratching my head bald trying to figure out how-what-where and -why. It's finished. It's accomplished. It's
The trip to KL was an interesting one though. In order to get the cheapest possible air ticket two nights before my planned trip, I was left with the oddest time to fly - depart Singapore at 11 PM on Tuesday, and depart KL at 6 AM on Thursday. Sound like a lot of time? Nope, not really. Not when I don't have a car and a place to stay in KL. Not only did I travel solely by public transport (I didn't even take a cab because cabbies in KL are scarier creatures than... than something scary) - I said I didn't have a place to stay right? - I spent the hours after landing at LCC-T at KL Sentral. Seriously. I have never done something quite as insane as that before: sitting and falling asleep on the seats in front of a closed KFC, walking around a deserted KL Sentral, having sundae for supper at the 24-hour McD's. When morning came, I took the bus to Subang - haven't showered - waited around for the lecturer who would be marking my work, and who happened to be coming only in the afternoon, so I killed time between chatting with Mr Aarif and sleeping on the couch in the student lounge. I'm sure it seemed odd, but I couldn't care less. Then I went for lunch with the admin gang, went on a joyride in Neo's car to Bukit Jalil - falling asleep in his car - and back to SAE to see the lecturer who would be... oh darn! The lecturer who would be marking my assignment was reassigned! And it was the lecturer who had been there all morning! Ass!!! *faint*
So after SAE I went for a quick bite at the new mall in USJ 19, then walked a mile to the nearest bus stop to spend one and a half hours in a bus, on a congested highway, on to KL Sentral, with a full bladder. That's at least 60 minutes of holding my pee and falling asleep in a crowded bus, luckily I had a seat in the back of the bus. But still. Hmm. *rolls eyes*
Back in KL Sentral, I finally took a much needed shower. If killing time was an actual action, I would have massacred a hell lot of time. Imagine 6 hours at the airport doing nothing. Oh actually I did do something - walking about, having a ciggie every one hour, eating at McD's, falling asleep on the seats where everybody else was falling asleep in, reading a book I bought at the airport. Depressing. But the thought that I made this trip and delivered a coup de grĂ¢ce to my diploma made me feel that it was all worth the effort. Tiring trip, though, but whatever.
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