I bought chewing gum! Cause Thursday was Malacca.
Initially, I didnt plan on going. But. Mom dragged me into this. Said there was a few more tickets and grands didnt wanna waste them. Wat more, this last week of school holidays cant seem to be more enjoyable. And this would be the last school holiday I'll ever get! Soon it will be busy busy busy.
Sad thing is, I didnt plan on a trip with old folks! Its like a tour with some stupid guide lecturing you all the way in the bus. In fact it was like that. Left as early in the morning to avoid the jam. Bla bla bla the old folks start with their reconciliation, bla bla bla I closed my eyes to catch up with my sleeping time. Open my eyes, still at clementi. Open again, at Singapore checkpoint. Open again we have to change bus at Johor checkpoint. Well at least the bus's seats are comfy. And the tour guide won't shut up! C'mon we didnt want to hear you talk already. And the grandma seating beside me at the far most back was going 'Alaa, diam lah kau'.
But it seems the folks we either too caring, or they have never seen someone with a casted right hand. My ears we're beating with unnecessary questions like 'Are you okay there, son?', 'What happened to your hand?','Do you need help carrying that?'
Trust, all of them we're asking the same questions. Well cant you see its useless? But at least its recovering. Am typing this with the aid of the right hand now. And Im able to carry light objects by far, my own plate. Still not going to strain it now. I am really looking forward to getting 100% healed, so I can get back to training and studying.
So the whole trip was kinda getting on and off the bus. Its only one day, so Ive to make full use of it. Since the folks and my dad we're the one supplying money, shopping was a breeze. But didnt buy anything useful there. Even the shopping centres weren't helpful. All were to kinda like Singapore. With so many macdonalds around a small area, and KFC, and BK..I even spotted a 7-eleven store outlet. But the time was precious and dad wasn't any good at shopping, we generally brushed through the shopping centre.
Then lunch I guess was at a hotel. Don't go wow cause the company sucked. But the food was kinda nice, if I could have eaten with both hands, I would have finish 6 bowls of ice-cream. The last stop, I spent the rest of my malaysian money with lots of junks. This time, they still didnt stop asking. They even thought I had a bike accident. Wow. By the time I had have enough of their blabbering, the next person that asked me I answered I had a terrible innocent fall. Oh, one thing I couldnt stand besides the noisy guide, it was their singing. To fill their boredom during the trip, the folks in charge got enthu and decided to karaoke. I literally blast my mp3. SP could have liked it if its chinese songs. But they were malay songs back in the 60s and 80s. Guess what? It even rained. No kidding.
P.s. I trip and fell to the ground, landed right arm first. The doctor told me it was fractured so he cast it ^.^
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