我不可思议得度过了今天。
除了狼狈，我无话可说。

I ended up this day in a blur condition. If you want me to describe this day with a word, a specific word, I would likely use 'rojak'. For those who do not know, 'rojak' is Malaysia famous mix food and fruits in a dark tasty sauce, cheap and nutritious. This word is just superb to describe my today because today is really a mixture of all sort of incidents.

Well, I, without asking my two friends in advance whether they are going back to INTI after the workshop with me, went to Subang Jaya to attend a US application workshop. When I reached there, with a desire to gain the extra and useful knowledge, suddenly realised, and approached them with a common question- 'Are you guys going back with me later?' One said, 'I am going home.' Another one said, ' I went to my friend's house.' I was shocked and angry because they did not tell me before hand that they only go with me but will not go back with me. In fact, I cannot blame them totally because I myself should responsible for my ignorance for not asking them clearly before the journey. However, I can still blame them partially. In addiction, I am a girl, a Sawawakian, and both of you just did that to me? Fine, I acted cool and said I will go back by taxi. For your information, the taxi driver charges RM60-70 per trip from Subang Jaya to Nilai and vice versa. Moreover, it is very insecure to let a charming girl to sit in a taxi for 45 minutes and it is also very dangerous for her to go to the ktm, transit and everything by her own. I am still a newbie to this place, that is the undeniable truth!

Guess what I did? Well, I phoned my mum. Haha.. Actually I tried not to disturb other by just pray to God and go back by myself. However, be realistic! I am still not mature and old enough to handle such thing. My mum gave me suggestions. She asked me to called my youngest uncle or my cousin, if really cannot then go back by taxi and remember to send to her the taxi registered number plat. I eventually phoned my uncle who is currently working in KL. At first, he taught me to use ktm. Despite that, I told him I am not going to take the risk, I am going back by taxi. I thought things will just end up like that. Who knows, he called me after a short while and told me will accompany back. Yeah! I knew he would not put his niece in risk! Thank God for that.

After the work shop, he came to fetch me, brought me to PizzaHut ( I have not taste any pizza since I came here). Followed by that is he taught me how to use ktm. Ktm, though is cheap, it is time consuming, not punctual, popular in a sense that can be many people squeezing for it and make you sweat. Besides, must really beware of pick-pocket. I also witnessed a noble act today by a non-Malaysian. He was sitting comfortably in the ktm when it was really packed like sardine, he stood up, and gave his seat to an old lady. Please do not think that I am cruel for not giving out my place, the problem is, I am the one who stand as well. Frankly speaking, I had a hard time coming back to my hostel. I am exchausted!

On the other hand, there is some good stuff that I learned. First of all, the workshop did taught me a lot of things.

Secondly, it taught me not to take thing for granted. Must ask and do not ever make your own assumption. Please do not worry, I am not a cynic who think that people only do thing for themselves. I have a question for you, if you are already starving and what you left is a bread, will you give it to other? Think about it. Most of the time we are taught to sacrifice ourselves for other, I guess that have to depend on the circumstances. I bet, my mum would give her final bread to me. I am extremely sure!

Thirdly, I learned to take ktm, and I actually came back from the ktm station myself using bus at 10 something at night, because do not want to add the 'troblesomeness' on my uncle.

That is all, and I am sure all this contribute to my maturity. =)

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