Series of Unfortunate Event...

due to the support from my friends and other, i'll keep on writing entries 'bout my experiences...thanks all!!

.............*)&&(*)*&%&$%^!!!! why!!! that's what i felt when i got back safe and sound at home (not to forget, ALIVE!!!)...

this 'fortunate' day has taught me a lot of the lessons in life...all because of the strings of unfortunate event that keep on haunting my sister (lucky me), who was also working along with me...but the echoes from the problems that she's gone through today were enough to lower my morale and my spirit (what am i talking about?? duh...)...

i sensed that something gonna happen today as soon as my sister declared to my father bout her carelessly forgot to bring along her hand phone to work...but i kept quiet as it was 6.30 in the f*ckin' morning!!! i was quite high from the vapour of petroleum that my father put in an oil bottle at the passenger seat so i cannot remember much of the journey to the bus stop...

as soon as i arrived at the office, my tutor ordered me and the rest of the trainees to work on a jumbo plane and later on, a Boeing 737...well, that was quite unexpected (as i don't expect to break my sweat early in the morning)...today's work finally forced me to sweat heavily, as the plane's air conditioning system was disabled (saving nyer la MAS)...then, problem arised...my sister lost her security card..."SECURITY CARD !!!!!"...of all the odds, why my sister?? security card, in KLIA compound, was like identification card for you, or simply a second MyKad in KLIA...before we can enter the KLIA satelite area (plane's parking bay), we have to trade our MyKad for a security card...


then she went to search for the lost card all over the place, even in the plane...after quite some time, she gave up and went to report for the loss at the police department inside the KLIA terminal, which was outside of our work area...she went there alone as i cannot accompany her due to my work...a plane was going to land in just a few minutes...the clock struck 12 noon, and nothing was heard from her...then suddenly there's a call for me from the office...it was my sis, calling from the police office...calling me for help...she forgot to bring much money with her to pay up for the replacement of the lost security card...she was crying when she told me her problem...as a blood-brother, i cannot help but to feel sad for her...her problem was like my problem too!! so i came out far from my workplace to hand her my money....

after the incident, my mood crumbled to dust...i didn't talk to anybody...even to my parents...not a single word came out of my mouth since my sister came back to the workplace after things has been settled...the ride home was like a hell ride for me...damn hot...people were packed like sardine in a tin can...i just thought to my self..."can this day be any more unfortunate??"....i've learn a lot from things that happened today...

on the brighter side of my day today, i got to step into one of the Garuda Airlines (Indonesia) plane...the passengers were just finished exiting the plane...i arrived early at the entrance door and got to see the Indonesian stewardess...how to desribe them hmm....imagine the stepmother in the drama 'Bawang Merah, Bawang Putih'...their appearence was quite the same with my example...you judge by you own perspective... (^-^)...and somemore, i hardly have to clean up the Indonesian plane as it was very clean...very clean that i only have to pick up the newspaper only...no trash at all!! i also got to taste the tasty ginger ale that at the first place, i mistaken the ginger ale can as a beer can...it tasted just like the 'kickappo' juice...only better...



i hope that i can hold on to this effort-demanding job for one more month...