Well basically, today I was supposed to go back to Melaka. When we arrived at shah alam, I suddenly heard a cawing sound and looked up. I saw a big black crow perched on a signboard.
The first thing that crossed my mind was the rumours about a murder (even the collective noun sounds deadly!) of crows that followed a bus filled with Thai tourists before they met with an accident at Genting Highlands.
Anyway, I tried to brush that thought off my mind but that stupid bird won’t stop cawing. And somehow or rather, it turned out I met with a series of unfortunate events starting with…
My dear ‘ol white backpack got shot by some random aves. Now I got bird poo on it!
Then, the bus that I got onto had NO freakin air-condition...so I had to endure two hours of free sauna. Perfect.
When I pulled out my phone to answer a call, my handphone strap broke. #$%^&!! i reaaally adored that strap!
The bus to Ujong Pasir was jam packed, which is quite unusual coz its normally deserted whenever I ride it. Pfft..
Luckily(?) it ended when i arrived in Melaka. Hopefully that was the end of that days bad luck. No thankiyuuu!
