Thus Friday morning was the day I took a train again, after what seemed like eons. My last ride was last year if I had not remembered wrongly. Anyway, the place remained pretty much the same, and everything went pretty smoothly. Thank God for making that possible. We were in the station at 0730 and before that only God knows there was a train at 0740h. Thus, very much to God's grace, we make it only by that margin of the entire time, and off we went to Malaysia. Spacious rides always have the effects to make the ride more enjoyable, and indirectly made it feel shorter than usual. After that, we went to the only town in that city and begin our shopping. but it was before long that my sister complained of a stomachache. The next thing to note is that this stomachache plaqued her for the remaining of this trip. 

Anyway, I bought a cap, which I'm super in love with! Woohoo! Love it to bits. Shall reveal in it in 9 days time=) Somehow the Kluang's center for shopping has declined a lot down the years, and it only took us an entire morning to scourn that entire place. Hm. Not very long, is it? So in the noon, we just set off to second Aunt's place, and third Aunt's place. Hm, not a good way to end the day with, but that's just how life is like- downs settled in after some stretches of highs. Anyway, that may not be a good way, but definitely not the worst. At least the last episode of the HongKong serial spiced things up a bit, if not a lot. ^^ My sister fell in love with Tim=P And I never deny he's a really good actor , from like many many years ago. 

The following day was spark off with a walk to the nearby market. Yes, there's this Pasak Malam thing not too far away, not too near either. So the family of 3 decided to take a stroll there to get some breakfast for our host and ourselves. There was this buddhist temple built nearby, and my mom and sis decided to go in and pray. I went in too, but I just sat at one of the bench there and spoke to my own God, whom I follow everywhere I go. Anyway, the calmness in that environment was good. Thank God! After that, that stomachache came back again, and we escorted her back home, literally escorting. That naturally meant it to become a detour. 

Afternoon was spent loitering around that one and only town again, with nothing to avail. Got her her medication, and spent a great portion of the time sleeping at second aunt's place. Sunday was the planned returning date. Notice the word plan, and the remaining of the post will explain this. 

That being the planned returning date, we decided to spend the day at 3rd Aunt's place, to chat with her and really spend time with her. And time flew before anyone know. Soon it was the time 0703, and it was only then that the person told us we've missed the morning's train. Yes, ours was the morning's train, but we mistook it for the evening's one. The previous day, I talked with the ticket seller, but he couldn't seem to understand what I said- even simple english like, "so what are the available ones?". Due to that, he gave me a response that was the most unmatching- the night train 703 one. And I took his words for real, and despite glanching past that 0703 numerous times before, I failed to realise what that actually meant. Yes, years of education seemed to have gone down the drain. Knowledge of me having the habit to use time in such format did not help things at all. So I felt super bad after that, and the person at the counter has the lousiest attitude I've ever encountered from a service-provider! It literally sucks to the core! Notice I don't use such words often, so that's the extent to which her atitude sucks. All and all, we were stuck in Malaysia for another night, and we spent the night at 2nd Aunt's place.

After a thrilling stuck in Malaysia and stranded at the train station at late night, we got to wake up at 6 today. Reached the station, and was feeling that bit of relieved, which did not last for long. As the day became no longer young, more people swarmed in, and a shaking news broke- our train was cancelled. Literally gone! Meaning no train to go home. For a while I thought it's gonna be another day stuck here, and some people said the next train will be in the noon 3. NO WAY! 8 hours rotting at that place! NO WAY! So everyon started queueing at the ticket booth, and that attitude-suck-er was ther again. She refused to open the door until the clock ticked 715. What rot attitude! Mom was there first, and I was with her. Had wanted to confront her regarding that situation. Considering that it's the second time, I was already at my brim! But mom spoke to her in malay, and I could not understand a thing. But in any case, I did try to talk to her, and she totally ignore me and showed me the s*** face! Gosh! That's the lousiest service-provider I've ever met. And that led me to wonder 2 things. 1. How is Malaysia's tourism industry going to thrive with this kind of bias along racial lines!? Yes, as a frustrated consumer, I'm pretty sure I will never go in again, unless via another platform. But root problem roots down to the attitude! 2. Why should Singapore be afraid of such competition from an incompetent rival. Like really! Hm. That was an angry man's comment, and holds no grudges or any defamation! No offence! But seriously, that's an honest feedback, regardless of how awful it appeals to the audience, especially the concerning party. But anyway, I'm safe and sound back in Singapore. Something I really ought to be relieved about. Had wanted to write to stomp about this, but it's getting late. Another day perhaps, but it's really bad experience! I swear! 

At home, we did some house-keeping, and it's looking fresher now. Got my laptop back from Faith at around evening time. Yes, I jogged to her place to retrieve this! Hello, laptop! Long time no see! Hope you've been doing well=) Did that tedious work of powerpoint, and Faith said I sounded happy. Oh well, not exactly so. But I guess being cheerful is good? 

Ps. Joel, my bad experience can match yours bah? But God said love your enemy, so after this rant, let us forgive and forget bah! God is the one great model to follow!

The distant relatives (call them my nieces?)