BD 891, MH001, MH1292

My three flights that brought me back home...
It started out in Manchester, all us Malaysians flying via MAS to Malaysia have to take a BMI flight. Mine, got cancelled~!~!~!~! I was upgraded to BRITISH AIRWAYS~!~!
Bags too heavy, i had to take out 4 kg's~!~!~! shoved some of it into my computer bag and managed to keep most of it.. at least the important stuff...
I checked my luggage straight to Kuantan.. Imagine the BRITISH AIRWAYS ppl trying to understand KUAntan~!~! they had to make calls to get things in order.. haahah a*giggle*
Next thing i knew i was in LOnDon... a long walk and a bus ride landed me in terminal 3 of Heathrow... ooooh.. big duty free area.. so i started my shopping weeeeeeeeeee.....
once i was tired of it, i went to see if my gate had opened.. i had like 5 hours.. my flight was at 10pm.. hmm.. bored.... Well, in my great anxiety, i was standing around waiting for the board.. the worst thing that could happen would be missing my London-KL flight...
my shoulder was killing me.. heavy ass computer bag stuffed~!~!~! handbag... grrr.. and duty free purchases...
okie..
suddenly a bunch of indian auties in sarees came up to me speaking in hindi asking me if i was flying to india
Me:"NOoooo, MALAYSIA"...
i noticed there was a flight to MUMBAi at gate 17... the gate was closing... they rushed off anyway...
as soon as malaysia showed gate 18.. i dragged my baggies.. and went off to my gate... as i was making my helluva lot of noise on the horizontal escalator due to my bag's wheel...
"roll grrrrrrrrr..rrrrrrrrrrrrrr.rrrrrrrrrr rolling*
fine, i noticed i tall man in front of me.. people seemed to be treating him like a celebrity.
there was an airline officer guiding him and all sorts of people trying to come up to him or what ever...well, hmm.. i didn't know who he was.. just a tall north indian man.. sorta familiar.. but what do i know.. so i continued rolling along.. the noise from my bag probably made him turn around and give me way...hahahhaah *embarassing*
Then, he asked me if i was late... then i said "no, i am just very panicky".. haaha...
then he asked where i was flying to.. and stuff.
then he asked my name.. so i said "Charlene, and you?"
He answered Jackie... (i still blur) then he said Shroff...
ooooh... i realized he was a hindi movie actor.. uh-oh what an insult.. shit.. i asked his name..lol...
then, i gave him a nice excited reaction and asked for an autograph...
he asked me for my number *wierd~!~!* he's like 50~!@ and then, i didn't really give, and he gave me his number... hmmm... (i never called i was just too happy to be back in Malaysia)....~~!~!
then i ran off to my gate and he went to his..
lol...
i'm so "duh"
then again most of u reading this will also not know anything hahahahha.. we're in the same boat... i know nothing about hindi movies...
but i did google him and get a picture...
he's the one on the left.... hahaha. the right is shah rukh khan.. did i spell that right?


hahhaha need to expand knowledge.. bodoh dy...

Finally i boarded my plane to Malaysia.. after more than 11 hours, i was in KLIA... i was seriously grinning all the way.. it's such a nice feeling...
Then, i found my Malaysian ATM.. *evil grin*
cleaned it out in duty freee
weee... hehe.. my father did not seeem to happy about it...
but.. i had a 7 hour transit..
and.. and.. and..
lol
then.... i sat in KFC by myself.. so lonely,... In KLIA... ahh.. foood good.. but i hate eating alone.. i feel like a loner..... i had my Glamour with me though... the "dining out alone accesories"

then, at midnight.. i was on my way to kuantan~!~!~!...
imagine.. all the way no one korek my bag
in Kuantan airport, customs make me open my bag.. and they check, thank goodness my bra's were kept separately in something.. the guy put his grubby paws on my clothes.. arrrgh...
good thing he didn't check my second bag.. full of wrapped glass... all football team souveniers....
then .. after all that.. i was home... so tired... slept 12 hours straight..
still wierd sleeping.. i wake up at 3 am for dinner.. haaha.. uk dinner.. lapar like anything.....
waiting to get adjusted.. heheheh
xoxo charlene