Shitty Adventure

Well... back to the plans! Sis called me up asking if she could tag along cam whoring yesterday morning. It was such a coincidence then and there again as I nearly gave up the plan and stayed at home dancing naked to Rihana's "Umbrella ah ah ah eh eh eh". Yea yea, I dance naked and walked naked. *Triple LMAO*

So, with that being set, I brought a map, the tripod and charged my camera battery to the full. Picked up sis and head towards Masjid Negara. No no, I'm not converting, duhz.. Just decided to go Butterfly park or the Bird Park or the Deer park or the whatever you find there at that piece of land near the shitty Parliamentary building. Now now, I don't mean to be rude, but yea, it was shitty all over for sure.

We reached Butterfly Park to find the entrance fee for adults 17 bucks. Without shame, I went "CRAZY! No wonder it all looks so haunted... Visit Malaysia year konon" Sis was covering her face with the tripod bag while pulling my sleeve asking me to slow down. The rest of the visitors were staring at me as if I were one of the rare species of butterflies who gotten free. But what the heck, 17 bucks?! I'd rather go for Stardust and Golden Compas at GSC. *LMAO*

We left the park parking and headed to the other parks within vicinity. Bird Park was shit as well. Didn't go to the Orchid garden, but ended up at Planeterium. I'm not quite sure if that's how it's always been or they're preparing for December. They provided so many different types of tickets, and the place was haunted altogether. Parking was down below the hill, and the so called science centre was up on the hill top. Sis and I were grumbling all the way up to the building, sweating like we were showering with our clothes on.

Sis: They want to kill all the Ah-Mah coming to visit this place

Me: They better make sure it's worth the climb or I'll put a deadly curse on it.

Sis: Like that of Butterfly Park?

Me: Similar, that was deadly enough..

Sis: It was, even to me...

Me: You so scared go and cover ur face with tripod bag for wat?

Sis: PAI SEH u know!

Me: Pai seh wat?! Not like we killed their butterflies, we're just killing the whole park.

Well, we were wrong about the all so whoa-ed name of "Planeterium". Scenery was shit, fauntain was dry. So what if we've got someone up into the space? This place is a waste! Pathetic. I got fed up and finally decided to head over to Tugu. Now now, not that I'm all so patriotic or anything, I'm pretty sure the country haven't earn my loyalty at the moment. I'm struggling with hatred at how it's running along, and patriotism definitely isn't in my dictionary. Now a little bit of side track, you heard about Soi Lek's proposal? Sial punyer worang... And you heard about MRCP? Double sial punyer worang... And you heard about what Sami commented on tolls? Tripple Sial! How can I go whoa about patriotism when YOU're proposing us to suffer another 5 years after med school!? Savante, DON'T you go sniggering!

Anyway, anger aside, sis and I were heading to Tugu. We got lost once again. We took Jalan Istana, and ended up near Sogo. And before long, we were at Jalan Bukit Bintang. Holly crap! It's 5 p.m. summore! I could hear myself ticking to explosion. We took wrong turns all over the place. The road signs were misleading, and the drivers were demons. Buses are definitely road bullies, and all those rich men's cars are devils. Taxis aren't any better either. Now, mum didn't quite understand the situation when Sis told her "we were at Pavillion and Sungai Wang..." or "we were at Times Square..." or "we even reached KL Tower!" If she was in the car, I'm pretty sure she'll be half knocked-out like what happened to KW the other night. *LMAO*

We took wrong turns into the Tasik Perdana place for like, 4 times before I finally decided just to drive up to the parliament building. The entrance to Tugu was farking on the other side of the road, and it's like, errr... a one way road summore. By the time we really reached the statue, I can tell you I've created a whole new word. Presenting... *drums* "Se-Too-Pit". It's used when you're totally out of your mind; a totally clean word, but with totally evil meaning. You can either pronounce it with emphasis on Se like SERtoopit, or on Too like seTOOOOOOpit or the last one on Pit like setooPITTTT. What a word! *LMAO*

Blardy hell, Tugu was out of parking space. And the Sculpture Park was like a cemetry. The statue was still okay, although it looks a bit haunted as well. It was spacious alright, but not really a beautiful place. And I thought it's like a normal park, who would've known it's guarded. Opening hours: 7 am to 6 pm. WTF? Okay so it is like a national landmark, fair enough. But still, Se-Too-Pit. No, not that it's guarded and got opening hours and all, just that... it gives me a feeling of se-too-pit. We got there like at 5.45pm. We ran into the statue, snapped some pics, at least to show we victoriously jammed Jalan Hang Tuah and bravely cursed the Butterfly Park ticket seller as well as a compensation for the handful of hair I pulled out of my head. *LMAO* Effects of the outcome were still okay, considering we had sunset then. But again, I'm not a patriot. Definitely NOT.

Yea yea, give me a lecture about being patriotic. I know you want to. But you and I both know I'm gonna fall asleep to that. What's set is set, unless I see a miracle.