All I wanted…

(written at 4.15pm,13 December 2004,at KLIA

All I wanted was to go home..after a harrowing,hectic first semester at NUS,at raffles,despite always being kept busy by hall activities,etc,etc,I longed for the warmth of home.and so I there I was all packed and ready.woke up at 6am to get ready to make the virgin trek from Singapore to senai airport in johor.thankfully I had someone to heave my giant luggage onto and off mrts,buses and through the causeways.i so wanted to take a taxi but thought I’d do my bit and save money.and so on and off buses and winding through throngs of people and finally the final bus to senai airport.this last bus seemed to take forever to get the show on the road.my flight was at 10.35am…air asia flight.by 10am,me still on the snail bus I was getting antsy..

Super optimistic me had a severe blow when I reached senai airport at 10.25am and flung myself out of the bus and ran towards the check in counter..(thankfully I had someone to handle my loads of luggage) only to see a closed sign.turns out the whole plane has been boarded and they weren’t gonna let me on..THE INJUSTICE!!tears started slowly rolling down my cheeks as I pleaded with the dude.to no avail.moreover it being air asia…the ticket fare was forfeited.i had blown the fare in efforts to “save money” by not taking a cab.it wasn’t just the money.i just wanted to go home and have everything sail on as planned.you know how I hate hate hate things that I already “planned” or “look forward to” to be messed up.more than anything I didn’t know how to tell my mum.i was so mad.mad at myself,mad at my companion (sorry!and thanks for helping me anyway),mad at air asia..just mad..and upset!!

The thing bout me is I don’t stay mad for long..so it just melts into sadness..almost depression.so,after finally calling my mummy,and sorting things out(she yelled obviously.and my dad yelled in the background),finally got an open MAS ticket which is not a direct flight to penang.got on the 12.10 flight to kl.was already so exhausted from everything.after waiting for rather long at baggage claim in KLIA,lo and behold the unimaginable happens.my bag is not there.mind you this is THE “giant luggage” that was lugged aroung agonizingly from my room on the third floor of raffles hall to the ground floor ,to the bus stop,to the bus,off the bus,to the mrt station,to the mrt,off the mrt to the next mrt,to the next bus stop,to the bus,to the causeway,back to the bus,to the next causeway,onto another bus,off the bus,to the bus terminal,to the next bus and finally to the airport…u get the picture?this is THE 26kg bag which contains ALL the Christmas presents I splurged on for my family including the supremely extravagant prezzies my bro and I are sharing for my parents.THE bag which also contains my most favoured articles of clothing,etc etc etc.I COULD NOT BELIEVE IT!!!and here unlike in johor I was alone and didn’t know how long I could be stoic,how long I could pretend to be strong and not let my face crumple.so,I approached th ebaggage idiots and after not that much walkie-talkie-ing,they tell me to report it since they can’t locate the damn thing.mind you at this point I don’t even have a flight back to penang from kl..like I have time for this!!!like I have strength for this.!!
(to be continued…)

written at 6.10pm,13 December 2004 at gate B5,KLIA

sigh.where was I?ahh yes,to cut a longggggggg story short.they still couldn’t locate my bag.so,filed a report and went to try get my flight to penang with the hope that my handphone will ring at any moment for them to tell me they found my bag.was put on standby for the 3.40 flight and i had just missed the 1.55pm flight being stuck in the baggage lost and found office for so blinking long.sooo,gastric struck.just felt soo aaarrrggghhhh!!!decided to eat lunch.had fried meehoon and fried egg for RM9!!!actually it was RM9.45 but I didn’t have more than 9 ringgit on me..after all I had to pay RM286 for my blinking MAS plane ticket which I bought last minute.but the cashier was nice enough to let me just pay the RM9..cool huh.in the midst of my day’s disappointments I was glad that there were still nice people in the world to make me smile.another example of the good still left in the world was when i landed and was trying to make my way off the plane with my large tote bag,laptop bag and giant carry on bag.the gentleman behind me not only helped me carry the said giant carry on bag from the overhead compartment but he also carried it all the way through the narrow corridor and off the plane.=)….etc etc etc.so on and so forth….

To be continued

18 december 2004,12.47am


well,didn’t have time to finish up my loonnggg reenactment of my little adventure,so it may lose some of its original emotion and pizzazz now that I’m looking at it in retrospect.i always hold true to the quotation that …”this too will pass” and thankfully it did pass.after all there are always new things for me to be upset about and for my folks to be upset about me about thus amplifying my own being upset..thankfully I got back my bag.THE bag.it flew to kl from johor at 5pm that day.and after reclaiming it I got onto the 6.40pm flight back to penang.yay.braced myself for a major shelling.