FollowToday, I made a day trip to KL for my youngest daughter Cass’s SPM award ceremony. Proud mama moment? Absolutely. But the journey? Let’s just say the universe had jokes.
It started with a 5am train. I’ve never taken such an early train in my entire life. Waking up at 2.10am sounded like a terrible idea made by a sleep-deprived lunatic. But somehow, somehow, I got up effortlessly. My body clearly didn’t get the memo that it was supposed to protest.
Grab came at 4.10am (bless that driver’s soul). Reached the station at 4.30am. KL Sentral by 7.30am. Cass’s dad picked me up, we had breakfast in Brickfields, and made it to Kuen Cheng High School before 8am. Award ceremony ended at 11am.
And then—the moment. Cass walked up on stage. I had always envisioned this. And it actually happened.
Lunch at Smith Breads & Café in Bukit Damansara. Bought sourdough breads to bring back to Ipoh because apparently I have no self-control around good carbs. Dropped Cass at 1 Utama for a friend meetup, then got sent back to KL Sentral for my 3pm train.
Reached Ipoh at 6pm. Walked into my room.
And screamed internally.
It looked like a tiny furry tornado named Haru had tried to break down the door. My cat, clearly convinced I had abandoned her forever (after only 14 hours), had attempted a dramatic escape. Claw marks and her broken nails all over the floor. Scattered things. Total havoc.
So now I’m asking myself: How on earth am I going to survive more day trips to KL to visit my girls in the future?
The answer, apparently, is: with a lock on my door and a very forgiving heart. 😂
Worth it though. Every bit.
You can watch the video here >> https://www.facebook.com/reel/26719294664418134
P/S: TQVM, mum for helping me feed Haru and entertain her for a bit.
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