Back from KL
I'm back from KL (that was 3days ago) but nevertheless, I finally have the time energy to blog about the trip. Maybe I should just admit I'm lazy the past few days. LOL.
Bert, Yan Liang and Me didn't sleep at all on thursday night, afraid that we might not wake up on time for the coach that's leaving at 7.30am. We playing warcraft III till 6am before meeting together with Pat and going to Golden Mile Plaza for the coach. It was such a sudden decision, I didn't have the chance to talk to my dad much about it, so the trip's expenditure is based on my savings for the past few months (which is barely made SGD500) but is more than enough for the trip there.
So with that budget, I didn't expect myself to be spending much there except buying food and drinks for surviving. As for clothes, I think I have more than enough that's in my closet until I reached there, where my wallet starts to get itchy 'Omg its sho cheeappp' and things that are nice. I really couldn't resist myself from spending as I always wanted those items.
Without further ado, lets see the pictures while I comment on em':
(in the coach on our way to KL)
(wow! Quarter chicken with 3 side dishes for RM13.90!)
(our rented shelter; the Radius Hotel gave us a premier SUITE! LOL!)
(the view from our hotel)
(looks cool huh!? Now I regret not buying back.)
(chill, lets play snooker!)
(at the premier lobby)
(look at pat paying so much attention to the bubble blower)
(just got a seat at the dim sum restaurant waiting to be served. Previously when we entered the restaurant, they thought that we were Guang Liang's Friends/Fans, then they directed us to level 2 to his gathering dinning room AND damn, we didn't manage to have lunch with him because we weren't invited. Then we proceeded down to level 1 and waited very long for our food until Pat asked the waitress, then we realised that they lost our previous orders! Damn.)
(yes, I wrote something on their table!)
(fuck that god damn tree almost got me KILLED WHEN I TRIED TO MAKE MY WAY TO FIND BL WHOS STANDING IN THE RAIN HAILING CAB FOR US! I could see sparks flying around me and there was a strong burn smell. I pity these car owners though but thank god I am still alive now blogging *phew*)
(Yes! I went to KL's ZOUK!)
(wtf? is OCK a MNC?)
(Kiasu people =X)
(group pic at msia customs)
(wtf is yannie doing?)
Oh ya talking about going through the god damn customs was really a bad experience to me from Singapore to JB. Right there on the custom declaration form, I forgot to sign at the end of the form and the fucking officer was telling me I need to sign.
Officer: (He passed back the form to me) Never sign.
Me: Oh.. sorry. Can I have a pen?
Officer: Ask your friend. (the rest all went in before me)
Me: My friends all inside already.
Officer: Then your problem or my problem?
Me: fine.. (then I looked around…)
Me: "Can I have your pen?"
Officer: I want to use. (But all he was doing was CHOPPING MY PASSPORT)
Me: (looked around again…)
Office: (slams on pen on the table)
Fuck is it my problem not to bring a pen along my travel or is it he got a big problem with Singaporeans? fucking attitude. I'm glad I didn't get affected by him on that day.