Sorry for the long wait to update my last day trip in KL. I have been busy with appointments after appointments this week. Anyway,
11th March 2016
We all had difficulties waking up in the morning since we all slept late the night before, busy packing and figuring out how to squeeze all our things inside the bag and most importantly, my makcik keropok bag.
We were told to check-out from the hotel by 12pm but the owner of the house was kind enough to allow 30 minutes grace for us. Hajar & I were awake at 1000am and we waited for Hernie & Zam to wake up because we gotta use the transparent toilet to shower. By the time they wake up it was around 11am and I wanted to have my last bubble bath in the toilet. Sadly, I couldn't make it long enough because the rest gotta shower too. So I managed to squeeze in a 10 minutes bubble bath and get myself all ready to go home.
We Grabcar ourselves to Sunway Pyramid, since our bus pick-up point was also at there mall.
Sunway Pyramid
I like this place since it has everythinggggggg. Nothing differ much here in KL than in Singapore. They basically have what we have too in Singapore but the only difference, here practically the food is mostly Halal whereas in Singapore, not really. And another good thing, they had LOCKERS. Cool right?! So we managed to put our heavy loots in the locker before going for shopping, lunch etc.
We settled for Ice-cream at Baskin Robin first before lunch. My first time trying. Definitely loving the Bubble Gum flavour or is it Candy Floss? Lol!
And then had lunch at ''The Chicken Rice Shop'. I have been to the one in Singapore with Hernie & family but she keep telling me the one in KL is so much nicer. So, I had my verdict when I tried the one in KL. Yessssss! It was wayyyy nicer can?!?!
And I couldn't thank Hajar so much because she treated all of us lunch because by then, we are all out of cash or rather out of RM/Ringgits except for her because she didn't really spend much, not until we headed to find her Yankee Candles in Sunway Pyramid.
I have much settled everything that I bought for my family except for Ayah, Adik & my brother. So I was really hoping that the shopping mall there allow me to use my credit card and I wanted to get them something locally Malaysia/KL. Not in Sephora, not in Sasa where you can find them in Singapore. And then, lucky me! Aeon was the answer!
Bought Ayah 2 tops, one for work and one for casual. And then bought Adik some baby stuff and bought Muhammad = food. Yes, food. Because he loves food and I his baju size is usually the most difficult thing to find.
So here come the FUNNY part of all thing. Aeon has more than 2 storeys, the shirt and baby stuff I bought for Adik and Ayah was at the 1st storey and I was doing the shopping with Hajar since she got her dad a t-shirt too, while Hernie was with Zam doing their own shopping. When we wanted to get food, tidbits etc, Hajar and I headed to the Basement floor. Mind you, we were just hand carrying everything and it was sooooo many things in our hand. We headed to the counter on the basement floor to made payment for everything, when the cashier just shouted across at both Hajar and I telling us that "Baby stuff bayar dekat Baby stuff k. Bukan counter sini! Sini counter untuk bayar benda yang beli dekat tempat sini je!" I was trying to keep my cool. (Yes, I have a problem with anger management, whatever!)
I grabbed 2 red baskets that was RIGHT under her counter and separated the shirt+baby stuff and the food into 2 different baskets. When Hajar and I were on our way to head up back to the1st storey, I bumped into Hernie & Zam, they were on their way to make payment for their food and they had no idea that Aeon payment was that way. I passed them my food basket and told them to queue and hold on to it first. Hajar and I quickly made our payment and we rushed back to the basement floor. And then, we bumped into Zam who was carrying our basket and putting it away. Got me shocked and so I asked him,
Azie: Eh, kenapa? Tak queue? Lupa barang ke?
Zam: Tak lahhh. Tadi aku nak bayar barang korang, then sekali kakak kat counter tu cakap dengan aku, bakul ni bakul babi, dia tk boleh pegang.
I was like WHAT THE CRAP is that supposed to mean?!!!
Bakul Babi?!!!!!! I don't even see anywhere in place of that basket has a sign of a pig's face or even for the record when we enter, I didn't even see how they try to actually separate between a Halal and Non-Halal basket. I'm a foreigner in their country, even though as a Muslim I do agree that it is a good way to have such separation in their country but Singapore doesn't have such rules, so please enlightened me and not be so rude?! Zzz! Hernie on the other hand was queueing up at waiting for Zam to exchange the basket, and when we all headed back to the counter, it was the same woman that told me off about the payment. MY GOSH! 
I calm myself down and just tell myself "Nevermind, it's YOUR country. So it's YOUR way." It was just nice, by the time we finished shopping we were left 10 minutes more before our bus arrived. The feeling to head home was good but I still had Masjid India at the back of my mind. That place is reallyyyyyy awesome. Hernie bought this Ice-cream for us to try out. Yes! 2 Ice-creams in a day. Lol!
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We took Aeroline back home too but this time the TV was a goner big time. It kept hanging and shutting down by itself, so I gave up watching and listen to my iTouch instead. The moment when Hajar and I got onto the bus, we fall asleep. And we woke up together the same time, prolly 30 minutes later and we realised, everyone HAD food except the 2 of us. HAHA! So we kinda "complain" to Hernie about it and she just went to the Cabin Crew and said "Dia dua belum dapat makan." And Hajar and I looked at each other and thought, he might have think we were some kind of glutton people or what. HAHA!
Our food.
Sadly, if only the "TV" worked, I could have enjoyed myself.
7 hours in the bus before we finally reached Malaysia Custom and then to Singapore Custom where I had trouble carrying my baggage because of my own makcik "keropok" bag. Tsk! I was carrying my bagpack, my hand carry bag and Hajar's luggage which I put my makcik "keropok" bag on top of it, so I could carry roll both bags easily. Half-way through the gateway for my biometric passport scan, I realised that the luggage and my big makcik "keropok" bag couldn't pass through the gate, so the ICA officer there told me to carry both bags on the luggage roller thingy, which clearly, I had trouble carrying it because it was too heavy. Thank God Hajar helped me up and when I wanted to scan my passport, that's when I realised that thingy doesn't have a conveyer belt, so my bag was stuck on top there and the ICA officers were trying to reach out for my bag to pass through.
Okay seriously Azie, what a scene. 
I had trouble carrying it down when the baggage roll when I tried to carry them. Hahaha! Well, they all had a good laugh at me because of my clumsiness but I don't care also. 
After clearing the checkpoint, I text D that I am already home and update him a bit on my "act of foolishness" at the immigration check-point, which he too, had a good laugh. Tsk! We text for a little while before I left him to get back to his work because he was on night shift that day. Furthermore, we were going to meet each other the next day for IT Fair, so I could catch-up of those days of missing him badly the next day. Hehe!
Till here. Look at my loots!
For Ayah
For Adik & Ressal
AND
For Muhammad
For my colleagues at work
For D and Family
And here is my loots!
And this is how I end up sleeping the next day with my things unpack. Lol!
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17th March 2016
I am feeling so so so upset right now! So angry as well too that only God knows what. I feel like screaming. I feel like shouting at the top of my voice! If I utter all the vulgarities in the world, I would! And if I could punch you in the face right now, I would definitely do it too! This is how much anger I have inside of me. But Subhanallah, I'm going to calm myself down. It's all not worth it. I'm not going to let people's "____FILL IN THE BLANKS*(#@&$(&#*$&*(@**!@*#___" behaviour take control over my emotions. Breathe in. Breathe out. Bye!
XOXO,
Princess Azie Anni ♥
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