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Bookfair: Drive Me Crazy; Mad; Insane!

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Tired. Fatigued leg. That's all I could express when I spending my hours in PTWC Kuala Lumpur recently. For what? Books, of course. By then, let me tell about the schedule since I stepped my feet on the capital of Malaysia.

Actually I've planned for International Bookfair since I've joined my college trip last year. Since I got limited notes (no money for simple word), I could only buy limited reading materials. So, I've promised to myself, I'll going to make my own trip to PWTC by myself next year. And, alhamdulillah, I've made it. By the way, Wan Amir, the most controversial boy in SMKSM, went along too.

We took our bus in 12.15 a.m, March 27 in Seri Manjung Bus Station. I thought the Transnational Bus will come a little bit as it usually done, but that night, it arrived unusually punctual. Right on time, not too early, not too late. Haha. So, we took the rode, happily, and Wan Amir going along his with lappy, then we could enjoy movie on the bus. Slumdog Millionaire. We had arrived in Puduraya Station around 3.30 a.m. Now what we going to do? Sleep? No. We stayed in KFC, 24 hours nearby reading some magazines instead of having post-midnight meal by buying sandwich cost RM4.50 each, blood sucker sandwich until Subh. We prayed in newly renovated musolla on the 2nd floor of the Puduraya station. So cold in there, like freezer.

Until we could see the sunrise as we began our walk to PWTC. Direct to the World Trade Center. Having several minutes in Rapid Monorail, then having mistake while taking KTM train made us changed our train twice, where Wan Amir was so excited about it. Never have a ride. Then, this is it. PWTC. When we were there on that time, nobody was there. Countable people actually. We decided to left somewhere all our luggage but don't know where. Nothing such lockers provided there. So, we managed to left them in musolla there. Haha, on a shoe rack. We put those stuff beneath it, with a plank on top of it, so nobody could realize there was something there.

We go around and around and around. This place was a terrible. So congested with people. Hard to have a free walk. And for sure. You cannot preventing yourself having skin contact with other people. Alas~ yeah, you know when you got stuck in there, you won't run over those people right? So, just wait 'till the traffic cleared by then you could went through smoothly.

We was there since 8.00 a.m. 'till a little bit after Asr prayer. since then, I jumped into Zuhair, Faran Lokman, And two of baitul qura' friends of them (since they doesn't introduced to me at all, huhu. Not forget, Husaini. And also, Bro Fendy. The most important KISASian I've met was Dr. Asri. So honored to met him. We had shook hand too (blimey, I blinked my eyes when the flashes stroke..).

When, I was searching for ATM there, since the one provided in the building was running out of cash, so I had to find another. Then, I go to The Mall, the lane was like hell. Soooooo long. Oh, My God, I grumbled. I thought, if I join the queue, the money will finishes before I get myself in front of the machine. Huh, very testing my patient. On my way to the Mall, I've jumped into Safan, who willingly let me stay in his house 'till I continue my ride next day back to Perak. He shocked as I called his name. Huhu. Then, I said I was searching for ATM since the one in PWTC unreliable, then we splited our way. I've promised to called him whenever we've done. So do him.

The other way round situation happened. Not exactly like we've planned. I jumped into my cousin that stayed in Segambut. She was walking around alone for the Bookfair, and since Wan Amir and I waited for Safwan as he didn't performed his prayer yet, so we had to wait for him beside the Mall building right against the Pizza Hut window. I noticed Ayu (her name) presence, so I waved to her. She screamed once she saw me and about to jump on me. Seemed so happy. I told he that I'm going to stay in Safwan's so I could not troubling her parents by staying in her's. She kept pushing me, and wanted me badly to stay in her house, beside Safwan's. Gosh. I'm in a middle now. How could i told Safwan about this? Nah, he's cool man. Yes, he was, as he said it wasn't a problem by then. Haha. Only me who easily felt guilty. Idayu also blamed me, why didn't called her? Just like I said, I just won't troubling her parents. That's all. By the way, Safwan told me he going to take me to KISAS, for some purpose. But then, I needed to cancel all the plans. Never mind. It's not wrong having time in your family's member house. Not usual thing we can do always.

We spend a night there, and I managed to make a visit to my aunt's house nearby. She prepared some dishes. We also having chat.

Next day, I woke up late after Subh, contra as Wan Amir was bright-eyed early and managed to buy newspaper from the store nearby. Just felt very tired since I didn't have sleep since 3.30 a.m. Huhu. Then we have our breakfast and planned to go back to the Bookfair to buy some books more, especially Wan Amir was so eager to buy recipe books for his mother. Cake and cookies stuff. As we thought, congested, and worst than before. Wan Amir claimed, he didn't expected Malaysian have the interest in books, moreover most of them was youngsters.

Then, we rode back by KTM, arrived in Segambut and once we got ourselves in the house, we had lunch, packed up and we rode back to the bus station, return back to Perak.

By the way, I think I should list up all the books that I managed to buy from the fair.

First day:

1. Rahsia Kemunculan Dajal - the most expensive book I managed to bought
2. 99 Solat Sunat Lengkap
3. Berbicara Cara Nabi
4. Menyeru Kepada Allah
5. Lirael - huge fantasy novel
6. Aku gadis Mistik - novel for my sister
7. Diari Mat Despatch - for my sister too

Second day:

1. Atlas An-nahu Al-arabih - grammar for arabic
2. Bersolek (Tabarruj) - this one for my mum

Anyway, this time, I felt satisfied even though not much books I could buy. My salary almost finished for this trip. No problem, as I could fulfilled my plan. Alhamdulillah also, my plan was fulfilled by the Great Planner. Praise to be Him.

P/S: Fye also kept calling me for books. And I managed to buy him some as he had banked-in some cash for it. For Amirul who demanding book of Hilal Asyraf, I'm sorry, I couldn't found any.