Two more hours before I head for Cameron Highlands. Kel picked me up from the bus terminal earlier and we went for a heavy supper which started with "Wan Than Mee" and ended with "Bak Kut Teh". Then we crash at Alan's for a chat. At last I managed to settle everything including my part for accommodation. Just hoping that the agent doesn't run away with our money, knock on wood. Yesterday was hectic as I have to rush to get everything done before I officially checked out from the hostel. Thanks to my housemate for lending me his room space to store my growing collections of junk. Poor him, paying for the same amount for a room half the original size lol... Took some pictures for memory sake that I'll post on my future entry. As I was leaving the hostel, I felt a slight drizzle. It was as if the hostel itself was grieving my departure. Okay fine, was just crapping. It has been raining consistently these few days actually. My point is, moving out was harder than I thought. Oh, before I left, there was this air spray freshener that I bought and it was still half full. So instead of wasting it, I decided to freshen the entire unit. Well, the outcome wasn't really what I expected as I ended up running out of the unit gasping for "fresher" air. After that, went to Ikea to meet up with the agent to pay for the booking fees for my accommodation then headed straight for KL to get tickets to Penang. However, tickets from "reliable" companies were all sold out so I decided to try my luck on the not so "reliable" company. That, my dear readers, was a MAJOR MISTAKE! I was charged RM35. With that amount, you would expect at least a 2-1 seater coach but instead I ended up in a 2-2 seater coach. Worst still, I fell asleep at the beginning of the trip and when I woke up it was already dark. Then when we were already four hours plus on our journey, I assumed we were somewhere near Penang until I saw an oh so familiar scene ahead. It was the tunnel near Ipoh, which meant there was another 2 hours plus until my destination. To channel out my negative thoughts and emotions at that time, I decided to relax and enjoy what ever view I could see in the dark. To my horror, I saw a reflection on the window with the word HELL almost completely spelled. Took a second look then noticed it was the digital clock on the bus. The time was 11.34. Twenty six minutes after that, I turned 21...