AC2′s misty Genting trip

As a prelude to my Genting one-day trip yesterday, here is a screamingly annoying story. Some of you may already have formulated questions as to how it went, but YES THAT WILL HAVE TO WAIT.

What is more important than my narrative of my Genting trip with my college classmates, you wonder?

I woke up early in the morning at about 7.30am today, after reeling off from my tiredness which still lingered around my body. Had to reach college at about 10am to meet up with Matt and Jo Vie for CSO’s Halloween event, so following Bryan’s advice from before, I offered to fetch my mum to work so I could use the Matrix car.

So yadayada I parked my car near Sri KL after making a U-turn and whatnot with 50 other cars parking at the same cramped spot.

After finishing what I was supposed to do with Jo Vie (and Bee Chee who stopped by to help) at almost 11.30am, I went off to my car. Being under the hot sun, my car was like an overheated oven.

So I went off on my merry way, drove past Sri KL’s main entrance, turned left and lo and behold there laid a police roadblock! It took me several seconds to realise I wasn’t wearing my seatbelt.

Jengjengjeng!

So I was waved to to the side, and a Malay policeman in his regal blue uniform asked for my license while observing cleverly I wasn’t wearing my seatbelt (it would be obvious lah if I suddenly pull up my seatbelt you know, so what for I do it in front of them?). I gave him my license and waited in the car.

After waiting for a good amount of minutes, a kinder and plumper looking Indian policeman came by asking if I was waved by them. I said yes. He asked for my IC and driving license. I told him I’ve already given my license to another police dude. He asked what my offence was. I shrugged, and he guessed, “never wear seat belt?” I told him yes, I had just driven out of college etcetcetc.

He asked what I was doing in the car, and said I should go to the policeman earlier and asked for a second chance or something, because such an offense is indeed quite minor. I was quite stumped at this point, not sure whether I should be on my knees, with faux tears in my eyes at a rare police kindness, or show utter disbelief for it. So I went down, walked a short distance behind my car to the Malay police officer earlier.

And I don’t believe it.

NO he didn’t release me off the summons as he was already halfway writing it down. I asked him in a pathetic, semi-uninterested, tired voice (yes I was still fucking tired from the Genting trip) if I could be let off as I was just out from college. Like 1 minute into my car and I’m met with a traffic summons of a pathetic problem.

GUESS WHAT HE TOLD ME!!!

Nope, I wasn’t let off from my summons.

He told me, “Apasal you tak mao keluar dari kereta, macam tak ada budi bahasa? Kalau you cakap dengan saya awal-awal saya mungkin boleh lepaskan you la. Tapi sekarang saya kena jalankan tugas saya.”

THE FUCK IS THAT.

How was I to know you were supposed to get down from the car when I wasn’t instructed to do so other than giving him my license? I mean, Hong Kong TVB dramas and Hollywood movies show cars being pulled over for various traffic offenses and most of the time they don’t get down from the car!

And I’m being accused of rudeness for not getting down from my car. I’m not sure whether I should be incensed at this injustice, or at the traffic summons I was getting. Maybe both.

So apparently the compound for it was RM50. I asked him where I could settle it, and he told me at any police stations, even at the USJ 8 police station nearby.

I drove there, thinking I should settle my summons on the spot since I have an extreme dislike towards hutang-ing people, much less the Royal Malaysian Police (OH CAN YOU SMELL THE SARCASM??). I was also thinking something along the lines of, “Nah give you lah RM50 since your salaries are already as terrible as the shopping mall’s tukang sapu.” NOW GUESS WHAT THEY TOLD ME.

I have to go to Sri Kembangan or Shah Alam’s traffic division to settle my summons wtf. YOU THINK I VERY FREE AH.

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*super boh song mood*

Yay the end of a long angsty rant/complain.

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WARNING: TONS OF PICS AHEAD.

Bryan Chong and I had a good one hour talk while lying in the dark on separate beds (so as to let you know nothing is going on, see?). It reminded me distinctly of how my best friend and I used to do this, telling each other stories of our lives to catch up with one another, and somehow we would talk ourselves to sleep.

It was 2.30am and we decided to sleep as Ah Chong had to wake up at 4am later to fetch his bro to KL Sentral.

I woke up at about 8am to the voices of the Hitz.FM deejays, but slept back again thinking nothing about it. At about 8.30am we both woke up and turns out that the radio was his alarm clock, lol.

We were very much late since we were supposed to wake up at 7.30am, and eat breakfast and whatnot. I rushed my ritual morning shower and in about 30 minutes, after repacking up my stuffs, we left at about 9.30am.

We thought we were quite late, since the others were supposed to meet up at KL Sentral at 8.30am. But Bryan reassured me by telling me that we would still be the first to reach Genting no matter what.

So yep I trusted him.

The Chan Sow Lin station from the day before’s journey to Ah Chong’s place. Notice how confusing the 2A and 2B words were with the arrows.

I don’t quite know how to explain it, but I felt that by sitting in his car to Genting, it would be thousands of times more fun than taking a bus up there, even though the bus package was much cheaper. My eyes were very much awake as we travelled on the highway, up Genting’s slopes, both of us listening and singing to Jay Chou’s songs he burned ranging from Wu Ding and Shan Hu Hai to his newer Ting Ma Ma De Hua.

It was so solidifyingly relaxing, that doing all the above seemed to get me in the mood of holidaying. It reminded me intensely of the Langkawi trip my friends and I made early this year, and singing songs while driving with friends, as if we were on a road trip, is one of my ideas of fun.

Halfway after Ah Chong smartly manoeuvred around the tricky corners (so much faster than a bus I assure you; I wasn’t afraid or even thinking of any crashes, heck, such thoughts didn’t even cross my mind, since I had full confidence in his control of a manual Saga :D), I was already grinning like a bob cat.

We winded down the windows, and let our hands brushed against the chilling wind after the hot weather in Subang. We were soon greeted by various familiar sights of Genting: the colourfully hideous First World Hotel, the Highlands hotel, the eerie Ria Apartments.

It was quite misty, in fact, that we alighted into a cool air-conditioned like area of about 20?C or lower. We found a parking at the very limited free parking area, which showed how lucky we were. :)

We walked around for a bit since we were indeed the earliest (reached Genting slightly before 10.30am), and hung around outside to enjoy the rare, cooling weather we wouldn’t get back in Subang. We got this pic snapped by a girl of about the same age by me muttering to her, “Ke yi pang wo men pai zhao ma?” 98 marks for intonation woot! All thanks to Bryan for the quick lesson lol.

We met up with Kay Li and her boyfriend and parted ways so as to not to disturb them pak to-ing. Went to eat at McD’s at 11.30am after their breakfast finally ended.

The free fries I had.

The new Country Grilled Chicken Burger, not sure if it’s only available in Genting or what, since the counter lady wasn’t even sure as well. It tasted almost similar to Grilled Chicken Foldover, which was quite yummy. :) Oh and the medium set costed me RM15, which was to be expected from overpriced Genting.

What were two guys to do without alcohol, cards, or mahjong?

We walked around some more, since we had news that our friends from Sentral missed their 10am bus and had to sit for the 11am bus rofl. When they did finally arrive, we sprinted into the theme park; both Bryan and I had already purchased the outdoor tickets earlier at RM32 each. (And the KL Sentral package of a bus + cable car which wasn’t functioning that day + outdoor theme park tix was only RM31 wtf.)

I missed the Spinner ride since I had to, er, I ate too much of McD’s and had to disperse some.

We went for the Solero Spaceshot next; I sat twice in need. It was so incredibly misty, and coupled with being at great heights we saw absolutely nothing but the mist.

The mist shrouding most of the Spaceshot.

We had our group photo taken.

The guys.

One of my favourite rides, the Cyclone, was out of commission and had to be repaired. -___- To compensate this, we had an equally exciting ride at:

Flying jumbo elephants wtf.

Chai Huey and Vick Kee.

More silly photos.

And more!

Most of the rides were closed due to the misty conditions, and.. it was outrageously boring. The only best ride, imo, other than the newly constructed, pay-per-entry Flying Coaster, was the Corkscrew, and that was closed too.

So we embarked ourselves into the very exciting adventure of Pirates World or something like that. Oh it was so very terrifying, shiver me timbers notice the lack of excitement in my writing.

Bryan and I ate ice-creams in front of the Flying Coaster ride, where few of us participated excluding me. Almost all the exciting rides were closed and this paid rollercoaster one wasn’t! -__- It also rained quite heavily shortly after, and ended quite quickly after that.

Acting all goofy.

One of the cute kids we spotted wore this chick (no pun intended) costume. o__o

Posing maut sial.

It was around 2 or 3pm that we went back into First World Plaza to eat. At least, the rest wanted to eat save for me and Bryan, so we checked into this Chinese restaurant I’ve forgotten the name of, where everything is pricey as usual.

Kay Li, Chai Huey, Vick Kee.

Bryan left us at about 4pm to go to Johor to visit his grandparents, so I went along with him to his car to get my bag. It was as misty as ever that we couldn’t even see 1 metre ahead of us, and this is exaggeration at its lowest!

There were also other people in different cars waiting for people like us to leave to get our parking spot. o__o Was pondering why they don’t want to park in the hotels’ parking lots instead, even though you have to pay, instead of waiting endlessly there.

Our entire AC2 gang minus Bryan, also excluding the girl in red who is Jo Vie’s ji mui.

Everyone was so bored they sat on the teacup ride. -___-

We could finally sit the Bumper Boat after the person-in-charge turned the boats’ engines. This ride was also closed earlier as well. =____=

We finally had a little fun.

Corkscrew was finally opened as well when the mist finally cleared up. So we sat and.. other than the adrenaline rush it felt just okay. >.> On our second time, I took my camera to video Jo Vie sitting next to me on the 2nd last row to turn this into, jengjengjeng, Jo Vie the Movie (notice how that rhymes!), after the infamous Andy the Movie video from last year’s Genting trip!

Hilarious. :D

More nonsensical pics.

My personal favourite!

Perverted ol’ Kent!

And more.

Our last Spinner ride.

And.. Merry-Go-Round. >__>

That’s about it. Had purchased my bus ticket earlier with Chai Huey who knew where the bus station is for RM7.90. The rest already have their return tix included in the package they bought earlier. Kay Li and bf went home first by car.

Collected my bag from the locker with RM2 worth of coins generously given by Bryan since I lack them, which was quite, um, high-tech and stuff.

Our 8.30pm bus arrived and we departed for KL Sentral, where we went on our ways back home, absorbing the heat and humidity of Subang Jaya.

Overall it was a pretty okay trip, severely marred by the closure of various rides that it left me fuming mad and bored earlier. The extremely cold, misty weather was fun though, and if we stayed even a night there I’m pretty certain it would have been even better.

Bryan and I had contemplated not going for the outdoor theme park earlier, since I’ve already sat enough last year, and he preferred other things to the theme park, as well. We wanted to go to the cinema but just not to potong our friends’ stim we went along to the theme park.

After Bryan left, I had felt pretty much ignored by the fact that everyone else spoke complicated Mandarin to one another I couldn’t understand at all whatever they were saying. :/ I’m indeed learning Mandarin but learning it at too slow a pace. -__-

On with the rest of my holidays.