worst journey ever.

okay, it's been 4 days already i'm home.
but, who cares? haha,,i still want to write about it.

i'm one of the common user of public transport.especially bus.
here's the point,

1. my ticket gone missing right at the nose. i have to beg the driver to let me in and listen to the 'nagging'.

2. the driver waited for one hour for one passenger to rode the bus in alor setar. such a spoiler. :(

3. too many pitstops. and they did not even explain for what. 1st stop, i just waited in the bus. 2nd stop, i just went to the toilet. 3rd stop, i did my prayers.

4. lots of the passengers wanted to stop here and there. it makes me feel like, 'ne bas express ke bas catar?'

5. the driver smoked. what the? no concern at all and i'm suffering..

6. it took me 10 hours to arrive. the same with the people going to east side.

lastly, i'm grateful that i am still safe and sound. after all, they're human being too. well, different people, different circumstances, different styles and different feelings.