Adebelle

Hola, I am finally back from the little tripping at the East Coast!! All is good expect my sore body and the slightly ‘toasted’ skin. Not to forget the fact that I lost my voice… Geez, I thought I sound like a toad if a toad could actually speak.

I am aching… my body is aching, my mind is tiring and my bed is beckoning! I think I could just slump into deep sleep for 2 days without having to wake up for food! It is that tiring! Yesterday upon reaching home at 2.30pm, I passed out on my bed at 2.31 pm right up to 7pm. Watched a bit of WC replay and passed out again on the couch until 8.30pm. I had never slept that much in a day I swear. This supposedly holiday has totally worn me inside out!

Friday, 30th June.
6am - Woke up from bed, took a quick shower, ’shoved’ two slices of bread down my throat and hopped in the car to Becky’s. We were supposed to reach the LRT station at Taman Jaya (the gathering point) by 6.45am. The traffic was rather smooth that morning so I prayed. Was slightly off schedule because I was having a tiny problem to ‘unload’ some of my clothes from my little FCUK bag. It wouldn’t help when I took 10 minutes longer than usual in the shower… Anyway, the point is we made it there before 6.45am!

Friday, 7.30am
The damn bus was still idle by the road side. My patience had been tested to the fullest. What is this maaaan?! Were told not to be late and now one hour had passed and we were still waiting for the late comers to make their grand entrance before the bus could ‘take off’. Typical Malaysians! Should have told them to come at least an hour earlier… I was so sleepy and when you are sleepy… you tend to get a bit crabby… I glaced around the bus, what greated me was one unfamiliar face after another. Hmmm, that’s the whole point of having a company trip, isn’t it? Time for some mingles among the singles. Okay, maybe not only among the singles but it rhymes! But little missy wasn’t up for a mingle session. I didn’t feel like talking to anyone. I just wanted the damn bus to move! To what it seemed like an eternity, the bus started to move, finally!

Friday, 9.00am - ‘ARE WE THERE YET?’ Kaya bun and Tesco mineral water (it taste so awful that I’d rather swallow my saliva!) The fact is, don’t even buy Tesco brand mineral water. It’s awful than awful! It taste like plastic. Don’t get yourself poisoned.

Friday 10.00am - Where were we? I wished I were a bird.

Friday 11.00am - Geeeeeeeeeeez, when the heck were we gonna reach the god forsaken beach?! I was so hungry and thirsty! (half eaten kaya bun was still stuck in the miserable pouch… I wasn’t going to touch that bun!

Friday 12.00pm- I hate long bus ride like this…

Friday 1.00pm - ‘We are only 30 minutes away from Awana Kijal’…

Friday 1.31pm - Yeeeeeeeeeeea right!

Friday 1.45pm - Which clock did Diana use??? *agitated*

Friday 2.00pm - Gave up completely…

An eternity later… the bus pulled over at the main entrace.A few ermmm hotel personnels (?? No clue how to address these ppl) lined themselves up at the stairway and started to sway their bodies the instance Macarena was played. Weird, very weird sight. I thought they were welcoming us. Hell yeah, they really were. Our faces must have transformed into dollar signs instantly. I thought one of the girls twisted her hip so much that she could get her hip dislocated…

The next hour was frustrating!! The key, who had the key?! It was all hell breaking loose. The stupid resort apparently has this one key per room policy! How very dumb. Are they assuming all their guests to stick together 24/7?! Ridiculous. I had a hard time tracking down my roomie and she apparently got on my nerves and ended up as cow no.1 in my list that day. Shan’t go through what she did… but she was kinda bossy and hence pesky. But I gave her a little piece of my mind to show I ain’t that good to be bullied. So glad that I didn’t end up sleeping with that person. I probably would resort sleeping under the coconut trees if that ever happened!

Rooms were swapped and it was all good! Let the good time roll!

God forbid! The good time apparently didn’t come as I would like it to. The Business Unit Meeting (BUM) overrun the time limit. We were trapped in the room with pretty much very little content of oxygen. I don’t have to mention the smell of that room, do I?

Finally the meeting ended around 7pm… We were all sticky and sweaty… Gone was the ‘free hour’ we supposed to have before dinner. I didn’t get to stroll along the beach nor watching the sunset.

The dinner wasn’t as sumptuous. The big white marquee offered nothing but still air… It was an extremly warm night! Not to my level of comfort. I wasn’t in my best mood to socialize. So I just sat quietly and tugged in the hard rice…

The good thing was, we had a big screen showing WC quarter final!

Let’s hope it would get better the next day.

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