Today was the worst day of my life, I guess?
Okayy, as everyone knows, me and my family are suppose to be at Bandung now. So this is what happened just now.
Last week, my dad said this trip is gonna be canceled due to the bomb case..so me and my sisters kept on begging him not to cancel the trip because we've book the plane tickets since Feb. And we were so looking forward to this trip. Can you imagine? We've been waiting for this trip for almost 6 months. So, few days later, my dad called us and said that it's okay and we're going again. We were so freakin happy..we started packing our stuff the day after that. We've already settled everything..hotels, transportation, and we've plan almost every single thing.We were counting down the days to the trip and we were like fucking excited.
Here's the bad thing,
One day before the trip, Rachael was sick. Sorethroat and fever. She won't be able to go on da plane if she's havin fever rite? So we were really really worried. We were like reminding her to take her medicine all the time, ask her to rest and stuff...The night before the trip, she was still havin fever and she said to us that she's not gonna join us to Bandung anymore because she's still sick and she asked us to go ahead. We were sad because obviously we're not gonna let her sit at home while we go shopping rite? But we still woke up early and get ready for the flight.
We woke up around 5 something in the morning as our flight is at 9.10 am. The first thing me and Joelle did after we woke up was to check whether Rach is still havin fever or not. When we asked Andy whether is she okay and Andy said Rach is okay already. And we were cheering and we were damn happy. After all of us got ready, we sat in the living room waiting for the taxi that my dad booked. My dad booked him since few days before the trip.
We were suppose to check in 2 hours before the flight but at 7 we were still sitting at home. This is all because of the fucking driver.
My dad called him around 6.30 am to check whether is he on the way and you know what he said?
"Ohh, sorry. I forgot you booked me today. I'm at KLIA right now.. I'll try to rush down to ur house"
FUCK HIM! We were like damn kelam kabut ady..we called all the taxi drivers we know but we're just so fucking unlucky. It's like everyone was busy and ALL of them were at KLIA. My dad kept on saying, "It's okay lar if we don't go.." Me and Rach was damn fucking mad.
It was already around 7.30 when that fucking driver reached. That fucking driver kept on saying that it was jam and he forgot the booking and wtvr shit. He didn't even say a single SORRY. Fuck him.
It was freakin jam cause it was raining and it was school time. And he said he's goin for a shortcut road to KLIA. And know what happened?
That "NEW" road was blocked. And all he said was "Ohh, the road is blocked" WHAT THE FUCK? And he jam all the way again to dunno what road to KLIA. It was fucking jam. We were cursing him like crazy in the car all the way from our house to KLIA. We know we can't make it already but my parents said just try to see if we can make it. It was already about 8.35 when we reached the airport.
All of us took our luggages and ran to check the "Boarding Board". Rach and Dad went to check at the counter. Then after that we went to meet Dad and Rach and they said the gate was closed. So there it is. Our hope is all gone.
We were like begging them to let us in cause we're only late for half an hour. But they said they can't do anything. They said the only thing we can do is to wait for the next flight and add extra RM 405 per person. What the fuck? It's fucking exp. So we just left the airport. We felt like cryin okayy.
Went back home with that fucking taxi again. I was cursing that fucking driver like crazy. But I think we're really not suppose to go to this trip cause lotsa fucking stuff happened. Even my Dad said this.
Firstly, H1N1 case. Then, the Jakarta bomb case. And then Rach was sick and lastly, that fucking driver's fault. Are all these signs stopping us to go cause maybe something will happen? But still, I'm mad.
But on our way back home, we seemed so happy. I dunno why x) Sounds crazy rite? I was the only one who wasn't actually laughing at my Dad and sisters' jokes..I was goin all sad and emo. My Dad was laughing and making jokes non-stop -___- When we reached home, my Dad even asked us to take pics of our "trip".
What trip? From Pandan Jaya to KLIA then KLIA to Pandan Jaya -___________-
Fuck it. I'm still fucking unhappy, mad, sad, frustrated, dissapointed, angry and everything negative laaa.. My Dad asked us to plan to go somewhere else..as in Penang or somewhere near lar. So we planned to go Penang..we booked the hotel already now.
When we were otw back from KLIA just now, my Dad said, " It's okay laa..just take this as an experience" And I was damn mad I said, " Ya, what an expensive experience!" -_____-
I fucking hate that fucking driver ! 29th July 2009. I seriously WON'T forget this fucking unlucky day. I'm really sorry to Rai and her mum cause they actually helped us to plan lotsa lotsa stuff. Transportation..and they told us where to shop and stuff. REALLY REALLY SORRY, RAI ! :(
Worst experience. Worst day.