Thanks for all your concern but I’ve arrived safely (actually NO ONE CARES ALSO *bawls cries throws tantrum wtf)
I was too tired yesterday and although I’m still extremely exhausted, I shall blog anyway since everyone wants to know what happened to me (or not *cries bawls screams wtf). My flights went pretty well, no delays whatsoever but it was so tiring. My total journey from KL to my college took me…jeng jeng jeng..
42 fucking hours T_______________________T
Can you imagine! Almost two days to get here!I know you don’t want to know but I’ll tell you my whole journey anyway.
9.25 am, left KLIA and arrived in Hong Kong around 1.20pm. (wah why I still remember the exact time)
I love Cathay’s planes! Individual screens with everything on demand, and plug! (but dunno why it couldn’t work on this flight) That’s my monkee (cause it sounds cuter with two ee’s wtf) and my all time favorite tam tam biskut ketam.
Monkee serving its purpose
4.30p.m, left HK and arrived in LA around 2.15am the next day. Which is 2.15 pm in LA I know it’s damn confusing.
7 hours layover in LA, watched my drama (Moonlight Resonance DAMN NICE WEI)
9.15pm, left LA and arrived in New York around 2am, which is 5am in NY stupid time difference I hate it! I have so much trouble adjusting to all that stupid time difference and didn’t know when I should sleep so ended up NOT SLEEPING AT ALL HUHUUHUHU
Anyway, departed NY around 7am, reached Boston around 8.30am.
Breakfast in plane
This was when the nightmare started.
From Boston airport, rushed like mad to get my huge suitcases and took a bus to the bus station. In the bus, I met this Japanese rocker chick who played violin in a rock band. We got along really well and talked and she said she’d come visit me! Yays! +1 friend wtf damn desperate
Arrived at the bus station, and took the next bus to Amherst. Reached Amherst around 1.30pm and took the next bus to my college, still lugging my huge suitcases. Saw a few lesbians, a few weird looking people, a few people dressed in the ugliest clothes ever, stopped the bus cause yeap that’s my college.
Lugged my suitcases up the hill to my dorm and finally, I heaved a sigh of relief. 42 hours, 5 hours of sleep, 4 plane rides, 3 bus rides, 2 time differences and 1 jap girl later, I was finally back.
Monkee, after 42 hours. Scared and very traumatized.
BUT. I was far from done. I had to go get my key, then sign some forms and bunk the beds up myself. My room is far too small if I don’t bunk the beds but they said I have to bunk them up myself. WHAT?? Dude I just got back from a 42 hour journey, 5 hours of sleep, 4 plane rides, 3 bus rides, 2 time differences and 1 jap girl, you did not just ask me to bunk my beds myself!!
Alas, I was too tired to argue with the system and asked my neighbors to help me bunk the beds.
As if that wasn’t all, I had to lug all my stuff back from the storage myself. 14 boxes altogether. Only one very tired Suet. The storage place was only 100m away, thank god, but all the boxes are very very heavy. I ended up only bringing 4 of them back cause I felt like fainting already.
Took a shower, bought a drink, watched another episode of moonlight resonance, ate a fish burger for dinner alone, and went to bed.
If I wasn’t me, I would have thought what I just went through was very pathetic. Carry all the boxes one by one alone, eat alone, and stay in the room to watch drama alone wtf.
But, I am me. And I think what I just went through was very heroic. I didn’t know I could do all that alone but I did it. Now, I shall do what a person of my strength and courage and bravery is destined to do. I shall..watch my drama!