This was why. Most of us had our showers late Friday night (possibly after the Hillsong concert, for most and packing!). From what I was told, most of us slept at 2am, earliest. Lol. So yeah. Saturday morning SIX am, we were gathering at Suttherlands. Who in freaks meets up in a train station at six? Sigh. I couldn't even pack my bag properly! Btw, before heading to Aussieland, I had immense trouble trying to close my bag, I had to literally sit on it. Went shopping at Queensland, didn't dispose anything, Laura and I had to sit on my luggage bag to get it locked down. Bought more things in freaking NSW, and I had an awesome time trying to get my bag shut. Darn it! Then again, I'm happy with all the stuff I got! Snufflelafagistish. Just a random word. Okay. Back to the story. From Suttherland station, we headed to the International Airport to keep our bags in "lockers" (cos heck to the no, I'm NOT going to lug it with me all the way to the racecourse). Then, we embarked on our ten (or more) kilometer walk. Across the Sydney Harbour bridge and what nots, on our journey towards Randwick Racecourse. They did not have bathing facilities there, so yeah. We then set up our tents, camped out that night (without bathing, btw) then woke up the next morning for the mass with the Pope (still, without bathing). Oh yeah. T'was the second time I saw the Pope up closeee. The first was at the Sydney Opera House, btw. Possibly the closest i'll ever get to him in this lifetime of mine. *heaves a sigh* Did I also mention that there were like 300,000 people at Randwick too? Yeah. Have you any idea how a horse racecourse look like? How soily, dusty, germ-infected it can get? Yeah. I personally thought we were blessed to get the cleanest, dust-free zone in Randwick. At 12noon, we literally ran to catch the buses to get to Central to get us to the International Airport (also without bathing, mind you).
Okay. No one is going to understand the exhillarating and exhausting moments I had there and all the adrenaline that pumped through my veins. I wanted to get home so desperately, I was on the first bus to Central station, ran my way to Platform 23 in fear that i'd conveniently miss the bus to the International Airport (and not make it for the check-in). Finally boarded the Airbus A380 (still without bathing - 2nd day - ewww). It was, as I previously mentioned, luxurious and the works. Grabbed a picture from wikipedia.
Alright. The group of us conquered the lounge right beside the Changi Hard Rock Cafe. They came, they conquered. There was an orchestra of snores, so powerful, you could have just stayed awake. Naturally, we all slept, regardless. Pigs we are. Slept till we got woken up by police men. Sigh. What a fright that was. I'm telling you, back then, I was pretty sure they were going to put us in some lock up for having big-ass snorers around. Turns up, they were pretty nice, just doing what they had to. Check passport. Finally, 19 of us left Singapore at 7am. The 15 of them had to wait till 12 noon cos of some unforeseen circumstances.
Anyway, this was the joke of the day.
The Kam siblings in different places at the same time.
Lyn Kam - Malaysia (7am flight) Chloe Kam - Singapore (waiting for 12noon flight) Ian Kam - Australia (he lost his passporttttt!)
yeah.
Lol.
Okay. I think I should start studying. But I want to tell the world how fun Aussie wassss. I had the best and God sent foster parents. Electric blankets to keep us warm in the cold winter. That's the best part. The one thing that kept me going through the nights (besides not having to share room with L. hee. jk).
We'll go back together, won't we? I know we will. Someday. Somehow. We'll figure this one out. Lol. World Youth Day was an awesome experience. The Aussie Government went out of the way (although for their own long-term benefit) to keep us safe and sound. I could get used to shopping there once I stop converting the figures in my head. Oh wait. And after I rid Laura. She converts them out loud, which makes my shopping sound like sins. Lol.
WE HAD BAKUTEH FOR BREAKFAST BEBEH. FIRST MEAL AFTER TOUCHDOWN. HAD MAMAK FOR LUNCH. CANT WAIT FOR DINNER. LAURA WE GOT OUR FOOOOOD. OH MAN. I LOVE MALAYSIA. I LOVE THE SUN. I LOVE IT THAT THERE'S NO WINTER. I LOVE IT THAT I DON'T HAVE TO BATHE, BEARING LAURA IN MIND. TRYING NOT TO USE UP ALL THE HOT WATER AND LEAVE HER FREEZING WATER TO BATHE. I DON'T HAVE TO STRATEGIZE HOW I'M GOING TO GET OUT OF THE SHOWERS WITHOUT FREEZING. I DON'T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT TRYING TO FINISH THEIR ASS-WHOOPING-BIG PORTIONS OF AUSSIE FOOD. NO MORE AUSSIE BBQ. NO MORE SAUSAGES. CHAR KUEY TEOW, I'M HAVING YOU TMR. AND WAN TAN MEE. OH MAN. I'VE BEEN SEVERELY DEPRIVED OF ASIAN FOOD, SPICY FOOD. IT'S ALSO GOOD TO KNOW THAT IT DOESN'T GET PITCH BLACK AT 6 IN THE EVENING. WHAT BULLOCKS. WHAT MORE, SLEEPING AT 9PM. GOSSSHH.
You know I'll forgive you about the camera incident eventually. If my memory card doesn't work, it's going to be a long journey ahead.
Anyway, since I've got no pics now, i'll upload some fancy ones. While I was freezing in Aussieland, the sister was performing at KL Convention Centre. No Limits was the name of the musical, synonymous to Honda All new Accords motto. BTW, the musical was fully sponsored by Honda. I know, right.. Bleh man. And her life can't get more exciting now, can it? LOL. Kononnya missed me when I wasn't home! Sobs. So anyway, I stole some of her pics to post here. :) She'll definitely see this cos she's been ranting about how I haven't updated my blog since I got home.
You know you can't kill me, right? hehe. *peace offering*
spot the sister. :)cantik-cantik belaka, kan?
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