Too Many Things~

Oh.

I was down with very high fever on the 14th up until the 16th which was the day i was supposed to go back to KL to catch the MU game. I nearly missed it but saya gagahi jua after my parents told me that my grandfather was unwell, suffered from a fall at the bathroom and it would be appropriate for me to be home with the family. I touched down at the LCCT around 11pm on the 16th. I spent half day of that Saturday at my granddad's home and looking at his condition, i was already calculating to just let the Sunday's flight go off without me.

Saturday's afternoon, with the fever accompanied, i dragged myself to the stadium along with my father, lil bro and Mr H. The LRT cabins were congested with a sea of red-clad fans. My fever was starting to go away (haha!) seeing all the red-mad-ness. At almost every stations, there would be MU fans coming in and anybody who went out of the cabins was considered a Liverpool fan and some naughty voices will sing 'of course, you will walk alone'. It was crazy, and commuters were talking using just one language; the football language. Everyone was laughing at everyone's footie jokes. Red was the only colour that mattered that day.

Simple conclusion, football unites us.

In a sense, i think thats quite true. Back in college, i connected myself with Shim, Guna through this football issue, among others. Of course, nobody could ever forget how Shim really hated (or hates) MU.

And yeah, i met these fellow devils too

red.red.red

Ali G, biasala kan with his antics - came to me, while i was busy flipping the tickets and said 'em, hi miss ' and i was shocked. Then Guna came forward - i introduced them to my dad- and - we took the photo. Too bad Syahir was looking for Ah Seng who came late; i didnt manage to see them. Btw, I thought Syahir was an Arsenal's fan? Hehe.

It was really a good game and we could tell that Van de Sar was damn tall, Giggs was the real show stealer (some may say Owen was), Amri Yahya was lucky, and some M@laysian players were really struggling to be the day's hero (trying too hard to score alone) and yeah, M@laysian players were there.

Heres another pic

papa.me.bro

Later that night, i went for a dinner with my family at M@dam Kwan's, KLCC. Due to the fever, i wasnt able to really enjoy the food but i totally enjoyed the company.

Sunday, i made my way to the airport and reached KK that noon. Thanks to Yao n Tqa who came to fetch me and we drove back to Kot@ M@rudu together.

Monday, on my way back to home after school, i received a call from my mother;

'tokbak dah takde tapi kakak tak payah balik ok, uve seen him already, its ok'

I wasnt able to think straight, wasnt sure if i should go back and i called my PK HEM, who advised me to just go back and be with the family as my father had just lost his father.

I called my aunt who managed to get her staff in KK to arrange the flight back to KL for me.

The flight was fully booked; ade rombongan sekolah KK g KL (gile best~) and the seats available were only on the biz class section. So i flew biz.

It was my first time flying biz, the ticket was all paid for (Thanks so much Kak Yus and she refused any payment from me), it was the normal 2-hour domestic flight and i got to know that in biz, the attendants call you by your name and they bancuh the tea for you.

But heres the best part of the trip, there was a F-L-Y in the chicken rice they served me. How EM-H was that? Hehe. Very EM-H, i guess. Thanks to the very helpful female attendant and the funny leading attendant who cracked a joke about how the fly made his way into the nasi.

I arrived at KLI@ at around 9pm and reached Ulu Klang at around 10.30pm. I missed the pengebumian but i was glad to be home with my family at this difficult moment, esp for my father. Held kenduris for nights. And on friday, my grandmother (mummy's side- the only grannie i have now) was admitted at Taw@kal Hospital for liver problem. Hmm. Too many challenges.

I went back to KK last Sunday.

So, it was hectic. Very Hectic.

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And the fever is back. Homesickness is the free gift that comes along with it.

If only i could fly home, everyday. Forget the bussiness class.

United

11 days to go.

Counting.