Kyono ichini wa..nihonjin ni chyushinni natta..early morning I woke up at 6am,just to prepare myself to go to Grand Seasons hotel for another programme of taking the japanese students around a few tourist sites in KL.Unlike last year though,this year it was organized by the people from JLSM and our PPTKJ,only 7 were picked to take part,and the choice of who were to go were in the hands of James.In the end it was down to James,Clement,Kim Shing, 3kohais and me..one kohai was to be replacement to Teo,who recently have encountered a serious Red-eye disease which practically infected 10percent of the boys here..Poor thing,his eye were really bloodshot red and swollen to the max..
Side tracked already,anyway..As usual I arrived way to early and was doing what normal teenagers would do if thrown to a boring state of the mind nowadays..I sms-ed and played dumb..how funny we looked,with all the so-called high tech gadgets,yet it only acts a cover up for boredom..oh well.We were given at least a 45minute briefing,being treated like some young kids who doesn't know how to read the instructions and have to be told what to do and what not to do..yawn..And then the assignments..It was kinda weird,with all of us Malaysians on stage while being assigned to a group each.."lucky"me,I got a 8person group..While some of the guy got 9 guys,with 2 PPKTJ guys in it..totally unjust but I managed the big crowd..haha..
We sorta made a pack,with me taking one kohai and Kim Shing,for these two hardly,or worse,seldom step out from the room of PPKTJ..Thus,again not only I'm being thrown to take resposibility for the Japanese,I had to ensure their group was safe too..First mistake of the day,I took them to Times Square first,after the guys in Kim's group wanted to go there first..it was 9.45am,and yes...The shops were not fully opened yet..darn..Well,after some staggering and broken Japanese,we settled for Times Square for one hour..It was like eternity..The first half was more of like me,trying to figure out what to engage them with conversation,whilst trying my best to catch what they're saying..shit..kansai ben,really hard to catch..though it has been a year,why do I stil find it difficult to speak to them?visions of my future n Japan came popping up...Yes,I'll still be i this sticky situation should I chose Suzuka..sigh..
Being a chapereon is so not an easy task..Not only I have to ask them what they wanna do,it was even tougher when they asked me what should they do..weird way of asking..anyway,times square was a big mistake..I was given a small dose of worry and a pang of guiltiness when of my members tuned up10minutes late after I told them to gather at 11am..guilty,cuz we are not supposed to let them roam around,according to the rule-schmules..duh,stick together as a pack all day?Where's the fun of it?Besides,if you get a group of interesting people it'll be alright but with mine..chotto...
Next was Petaling street..or so it seems..I met up with Eric and kim and we took the train from Hang Tuah to Plaza Rakyat..Walking a short distance was kinda alright except that "atsui atsui" was heard non stop..Yeah,it was scorching hot this afternoon.I usually think Chinatown into four parts,divided according to the intersection in the middle..today we managed to use 15minutes to walk 2 parts of it and then I took them to Central Market..Unlike Clement's team who spent 3hours at Petaling street,we spent only 15minutes..reason?simple,the gals were unwilling to spare their money on fake goods..And so,Central Market it was..more of like,the ultimate choice since it was air-conditioned.Another 1hour spent there..
Problem 2 arose..While I was strolling around alone while the gals went for their souvenir shopping,i saw 2 of the most quiet member of my team on the verge of going in a Indian shop..you know,those mamak-like restaurants mushrooming all over Klang Valley these days..And i offered to help them order food..My,it was no easy task..And i've learned the word "weird" today!Never in my life I felt so ignored...Reason,simple..Ask:"tabetemitai?"no smile,no nod,no head shaking..Great..2 of them,exactly,expressionless!The mamak guy was practically trying to talk to them pointing at all the ayam goreng,ayam masak merah etc..But the gals..nothing,they did nothing..Just looked at me blankly..I thought,at first that they might be hungry,cuz whle I asked earlier non said they were hungry,so I assume these 2 were just too shy to tell..so I helped them order,with Nasi briyani etc..
Went off,walked around and went back to check on them,just in case..Good thing I did too..2gals,1ate while the other looked as if she wants to cry..Do you have any idea how long I took to coax her to tell me her problem?Thought it might be she doesn't like the food,not suitable etc..But no,she kept quiet,just shifting her eyes,looking troubled..When she finally spoke,I was shocked to hear that she asked if it was alright to stand and leave just then!I was like huh?why?and again,the trouble looking eyes and facial expression,yet,no words..i looked at the other gal,hopefully she'll shed some light on whats going on..bt nada..these two was really driving me up the wall!!!At last after coaxing for about another 10minutes,telling her it was alright if she doesn't want to eat etc,got any problems inform me etc..i finally got the truth,she was full and doesn't want to eat!is it that hard to tell me?!?!!?The trouble soon sank in..on the table was,2big fried prawns,a plate of sotong,some cabbage,acah,Ayam goreng along with 2 plates of nasi briyani!At one sight it spells,too much food and high price..The mamak guy had the nerve to add some side dishes which I didn't order!sad to say,the gals ate a bite of it so i cannot return them..What to do,since she doesn't wanna eat and it seems ridiculous to waste all the food,I ate instead..And I paid for everything..sighhhhh...Can't force someone to pay when she doesn't really eat it right?the food was delicious but it really made my wallet bled..it cost Rm45.50...if it was not for the rest of the members who found me eating alone,(The 2 gals left after I told them it was alright to go..no point ask them see me eat ler)and I didn't manage to stuff all the food in my stomach,can't ask them to wait for me to finish my lunch right..sigh..wasted..the sotong still not really touched ler!And i took only one prawn..sigh..sigh sigh..planned to finish all the food at first but to no vail and I wasn't even full yet...
WEll,the last one hour was to travel back and thank goodness I got them back safe and sound,arriving sharply at 2pm..conversation wise,hard cuz most of the time they undestand what I said but not the other way round,it was hard man,with the hougen...and it was hard to plaster a fake smile all day when you actually have no idea what they are talking about..I found problem 3..Kim Shing and Eric were seperated though all of us were nearby..kim's phone ran outta battery and Eric ran out of credit..And I became their bridge,by calling them non stop,arrange their meeting point before both their handphones went outta battery...I went back alone while I worry sick about them,who arrived at2.30pm..These two managed to find their way to each other and back to the hotel,though30 mintes late..I was so relieved..All in all,it was just mentally energy zapping..It was fun in a way,but still hard to think what to talk about when I can hardly understand their questions and wat remarks to give..I'm really bad in giving comments or actually,I 'm so used to not give irrelevant nonsense til I'm accustomed not to speak,thus,not to think of these so-called..jyoshiki?Some people can crap a lot,but not me..who deemed all these irrlevant..It took its' toll today...
After that had a move of Zorro2..Just really can't help noticing the elegance that sparks around Catherine-Zeta Jones..She's just too pretty..And then head home..Bad luck or what?Thinking it'll be easier for mum to pick me up inside Kl Sentral cuz the outer lane was packed and jammed with cars for the Deepavali celebrations I told her I'll wait at the place where Genting bus stops..And she thought othrwise..After a merry-go-round and endless calls...both of our tempers flared and i kept quiet the whole journey after a game of shouting-and-blaming.Even lied that I've took dinner..The RM45.50 was still in my stomach anyway..So much so,i'm still full right now..And watched The Way Home on TV just now..It was pretty touching but not enough to bring tears to my eyes,just a full sympathy towards the old lady..To see her small actions showering love for her spoilt grandson..Little actions actually are louder than words,and it shows that actions of love can even move the coldest of hearts..Little words are used here as the grandma was mute,and that's the beauty of this movie..You have to experience and guess the real meaning and message it was tryng to express and convey through body language and small gestures..which reminds me of 2 things I felt happy doing today..Must give credit to myself sometimes*grin..I helped an Indian lady up when she fell down on the way to Central Market while others just looked on,and gave my seats to a foreigner with a bag full of shopping stuff,though he was a man..haha..Felt good to do these things sometimes..I mean,it doesn't cost me anything,why not lend a helping hand at times?Not only one will feel good,you helped to ease other peoples' burden too..it's a win-win situation,so i guess that's why Malaysian are famed to helped others out.Of course not to a point where it exploits other people and use them as or own advantages..that would be just mean..