(Happened yesterday. Got too tired to post it, so I’m posting it today. =p)
Bus supposed to leave at 9.30am, but for some reason only beknownst to the stupid bus driver, he went one HUGE round, through Indera Mahkota’s old road, went to fill the bus’ petrol, then stopped at the side of a road for God knows why for almost 20 minutes, then went another big round to fetch the students from UMP.
Secondly, the freaking bus was not as comfortable as I’d hope. Not only that – though the chairs were wide and it was spacious, I found it rather hard to fall asleep. And when I did, it was uncomfortably so.
Then, the bus happened to drop someone off at Tj Malim, so a Chinese girl went to the front and asked if we could have a short ‘restroom break’. Well, I was SO counting on that because for the last few agonizing minutes, I had been BURSTING to go. And I mean, really.
Well, driver said nooooooo~~. (Little Britain FTW. xD) And I had to hold it in for.. what, another half hour or so? My abdomen hurted.
The bus took 8 freaking hours to reach Kampar. I’m not even kidding. We arrived at around 5pm. There goes all hope to attend at least one of my classes. =_=