Imagine this.

You're at home, its the school holidays and you have a thousand things planned. You're not much of a go-outer so you find pleasure in just sitting at home and watching every episode of Real World Key West. On top of that, you've also been planning to phone your best friend that you haven't talked to in a while just to catch up on things and letting her know that High School Musical is not what everyone is talking about right now. Life, at that moment seem to be giving a lot of hope

But then, thunder strikes.

Literally.

Your Astro dies. It no longer shows any sign of life. The numbers 17, 70, and 71 has now become a distant memory. You are left with a blank screen that only shows two flippin channels. And then you start to feel helpless, you feel like you're going to die..of boredom. You quickly grabbed on to the phone hoping your best friend could bring you back to life. Hope, was to no avail. There was no sound on the other line. No 'beep beep', no 'eeeeeee' not even 'eeeee beep eeeee beep eeeee beep'. You stared at the phone dejectedly. You press the number '7' many many times but you hear nothing. You fumble through the wires, but that just made it worse. You were at your wits end. The last resort was to bang the phone against the wall, but your mother came, stopped you, gave you a 'what-the-fuck' look and said 'I may have to call Telekom'. You look up to the ceiling for strength to carry on. Your mind wanders to your other best friend, the Internet. You feel a burst of energy so you quickly logged on to the computer. It connected. You feel like you're on top of the world, but that was before you met Mozilla Firefox. Mozilla was being an ass. It won't display any pages just because, well, you have no idea why. Suddenly, you were automatically signed out of MSN, your computer starts to hang and BAM everything goes dark. Later you curse yourself for switching on the computer during the thunderstorm.

And that my friend, is how it felt like to be me for five whole minutes.

Anyway, my dad's at work so I decided on ordering pizza for lunch and my mom said ok.

HAH! Don't you just hate me.

Are my expectations getting higher or are the pizza's at Pizza Hut getting smaller? I specifically ordered two pizza's, large and medium but it definitely, in my view, came medium and extra small. Jeez, what a rip off. From now on, I am not going to order pizza's anymore. Seriously, I don't even like pizza. For some reason all of it taste the same to me.

Tomato puree and burnt.

So, about a week ago I agreed on going to Langkawi with my grandma, accompanying her and her posse' to a trip north so she could do some shopping on the 1st of December. Sal, my cousin said she was going to go and wanted me to come along. I just wanted to get the hell out of my house and have a gossipthon with my cousin. This is a trip like no other. My grandma does this like 5 times a year, but in different places and no, she's not HELL rich.

Lets see, a normal family under budget will opt for a plane ride from Air Asia that will reach Langkawi approximately 45 minutes.

A not so normal family which basically consist of about fifteen 60 year olds and two clueless teenagers will opt to go waaaay under budget. A bus ride that will leave at 11:00pm at night and arrive at Langkawi 5 hours later. Not forgetting the vomit prone ride by ferry from the main island to Langkawi.

Brilliant.

Oh and we're not going to stay at some swanky hotel either. It will be like the Matrix. Arrive at Langkawi at about 6:00am, do the most shopping possible, then at 11:00pm the SAME day, hop on a bus for another 5 hour ride home.

I wonder what will happen to my fragile body that only rests when in contact with beds. I worry about my neck, that will definitely break halfway through the ride since we're expected to sleep on the bus. I hope I don't get a headache and vomit on someone's lap when in the ferry. To top it off, eating time will be VERY unregular.

My mom had the nerve to assure me that maybe the bus will stop for lunch during its 5 hour NIGHT ride.

So why in the world did I agreed on going?? Hell, I have no idea. I suprised the living hell out of myself when I thought a bus ride to Langkawi can't be THAT bad. I mean, I won't even consider going to One Utama which is like 10km away from my place if I had to freakin step on a bus. Therefore I wonder, maybe its the teenage ego kicking in. I remember quite clearly pointing out that if a 60 year old woman can do this, without the slightest hitch, why can't I?? I'm younger, physically stronger, I'm not going through any mid life crisis, my period cycle is a-ok, so why in the world can't I do it??!!

Thats THE reason why ( I think ) that I agreed on doing this. Or maybe, I just want to start pushing myself. I've always been a coward. I'll never do things that I think is a waste of time and energy. If it ain't important, I ain't doing it. I'm not much of a risk taker either. I will work my bloody butt off to find a safer way of solving things rather then take the risk and handle the consequences later. To me its a good thing. But maybe sometimes its a better to take a risk. Thats what life is I guess. You'd always remember the weird or stupid things that you do as long as you live. No matter how pathetic it was, the beauty of it is that you remember.

This trip would've not even crossed my mind. But I want to do it. Why? Just to remember that I have done it.

Furthermore, it would probably psyche me up when I try to brush of my fears on the day that I will try and conquer The Pirate's Revenge.

But thats going to be a whole different rant on a whole different day.