JAKARTA-KUALA LUMPUR

Yesterday was a hectic one.I called the taxi center and asked them to come and fetch at 3.30 pm. She asked my phone number and without asking my name, she suddenly said, 'Ibu Fairuz ya?'. She didn't ask my address either, so I presume that she already knew that I live in Grogol, cuz they keep the past customer records. As I said, I was waiting for the taxi rite? At 3.30, the taxi called me again and said that he has arrived in Jalan Metro Alam, that is Atikah's grandma place and I was like...!@#$%. That's in JakSe, which is 1 hour away from Grogol, that's where I called the center to take the taxi back to Grogol on the past Hari Raya.
Just imagine that I was already late for my flight and the taxi was making funny business. How could this have happened?? I booked early but they were so @#$% to assume that I live in Metro Alam just because I used to order a taxi from there. !@#$%^ again. Then, juz az I realize that the taxi couldn't make it on time to reach Grogol, I gave my bags for Wahida to look after and ran to FK, as fast as I could. I must have looked funny cuz lots of people were staring. Luckily, I managed to get a Bluebird to take us to Bandara. Huh! Relief. At 4, me and Ad took off. Bubye Grogol! bubye frenz!
I was feeling quite anxious though, I was afraid if I'm late, cuz the taxi driver said it might take an hour to arrive in Bandara. Ad kept me calm all the way. I didn't cancel on my taxi order.. but what the hell who cares. @#$% punye operator!!! I am neva going to order GAMYA taxi anymore. Insafff!!! That really taught me not to ASSUME and depend on other people anymore. But when I arrived at terminal II, everthing was fine. But the line was starting to jam to. Bebas fiska didn't ask for filled form either..that smoothed the process. I went inside the waiting room at 6 sharp. Didn't have the chance to say goodbye to the boys who took Air Asia, those are Ikmal, Dzul, Karen, Azri and Rodzi.
Taking KLM ROYAL DUTCH alone is pretty @#$%^ cuz I was burgered by two french people if I'm not mistaken. BOOOring!! Next time i'm taking the flight, I am taking it with a friend. Remind me to ask Azri if he would like to take KLM with me next time. Karen too!! The served mee hoon goreng was extremely delicious.. the chicken pieces were huge! So, I ate uncomfortably next to the french guy. The journey was such a loooooong period cuz the airlines way were jammed. My boeing-747 had to go on instead of landing and turned back to wait for the Q to approach the ground. As we reached the ground, I opened the bags compartment and lastly, the french guy who sat beside me, helped me to my laptop backpack. Thanks dude!!
As I went out, took the train and passport checking, where the malay workers were offering cards for cab service, I went on the wrong direction which heads for the transit to Amsterdam..@#$%^ me. I embarassed myself. I took my bag trolley and waited for my aquamarine bag. As I waited, 3, 2006 Trisakti seniors approached. One of them is Zahierah's crush..and he talked to me..haha, next is abang rambut belah tengah and the other one is abang PKPMI CJ. They approached and talked to me. That is like so friendly of them. After I got my bag, I excused myself and meet my parents at the outside gate. Muah3x