I’m going back to the cult!

Hey you guys!

So now that I have no job (until I start my uni) I’m planning to go back to the cult. Uh huh. The box.

I am so excited to actually come back to the box. I just love the CrossFit community. I have talked about how much I love it on several posts like Paying to get hurt or Happy burpeeday! Jelly legs, wide smile: How the box celebrate my birthday or Welcome To The Cult. Ah yeah basically I have this love hate relationship with CrossFit. I hate burpees, wallball etc but heck I keep coming back to the box! It’s the community I swear! They are sooo inspiring and no one judge you there.

Just like my coach said, just come and train!

Cheers

Kemmy

Now what?

Hey you guys!

It’s been 3 days after I quit my job. The first day after I quit, I still went to the office. Heck, I didn’t even go home on my last day because I still had many pending tasks. It feels weird now that I don’t work anymore. Maybe I’m just used to it. Well I have only worked for 3 years though, but still.

On my second day being a not-a-student-yet-but-not-really-wanting-to-call-herself-jobless, I just slept all day long. Seriously. Like all of the fatigue just came right to me and my body wanted to switch off for a while. I still feel like I have to finish my pending items up until now, is it weird? Like I can’t move on yet hahaha.

Oh well, let’s see how my third day goes. I’m planning to wake up at 5am but it’s already 2.55am. Eh.

Cheers

Kemmy

Run Kemmy Run!

Hey you guys!

This is a story about how I almost missed my flight. Yeaaaaa, told ya, I always, I repeat, ALWAYS, do stupid things during my travel.

My family planned to go to Japan during Eid Mubarak holiday last May-June. They departed on May 25 while I on May 28. I felt bad to actually leave the office again after disappear for 3 weeks on April. Don’t blame me, I got hospitalised for one week before I flew to the UK hahaha. So anyway, my flight was from Jakarta to Osaka and I was going to meet my family in Kyoto.

You see guys, at the end of the month, we have to do something called accrual. So I had to finish this accrual first and then went to the airport to catch my flight. AND my friends (yes friends, they are more than just a colleagues to me) kept teasing me so I could not leave the office. It’s basically because the other team had not finished their report yet. But I just cant left them, I mean, the report was our responsibility. Sooo, I left at 4.30 pm or something and managed to arrive at the airport without any problem. My flight was at 8pm and since I was fasting, I thought I could pray first then eat something real quick to break my fast.

At 6pm ish I went inside the gate and boy oh boy the queue was pretty long. I flew with Jetstar and I bought a seat last minute before I went to the airport. Just my luck, the airport service officer printed the wrong seat. So I asked him to change my seat according to what I have bought. Oh you guys, I saw this “LAST CALL” on the screen and I was panicking hahaha. Then I immediately went to the immigration then proceed to the boarding gate (slightly running!). But apparently the gate was not opened yet. Oh phew, lucky! I was still able to charge my phone first. I dont really like to bring power bank so yeah haha.

I had around 2 hours of transit in Singapore and 50 minutes stopover in Taipei. The ticket said that my flight from Singapore-Taipei-Osaka is using the same airplane so I thought oh okay I dont have to change airplane then. Apparently, I still had to get out from the plane although it was only a 50 minutes stop using the same airplane. To be honest, until now I dont know the difference between the two, but what I know now is that we still have to get out from the plane. AND 50 MINUTES IS FREAKING SHORT.

I got out from the plane and just walked calmly. Stupidly, I followed some people in front of me while trying to check where the transfer/flight details is. Heck, I could not even find one. By the time I realised… OH WOW I ARRIVED AT THE IMMIGRATION GATE. WHAT THE FUCK?! I WAS DOOMED.

I thought okay, this is it. I’m going to miss my flight. Bye. Gotta buy new tickets. Shit. What should I tell my parents. SHIIIITTT. My parents and brother will definitely rant about how stupid I am. Yep. Great.

OH WOW I ARRIVED AT THE IMMIGRATION GATE. WHAT THE FUCK?! I WAS DOOMED.

Trying to calm myself down, I asked a security there but apparently he could not speak English. So he said that I had to fill the form and went straight to the immigration. I AM SO DEAD. I DONT SEE OTHER PEOPLE NEARBY. DEAAAAD. DEAAAADDD.

So I walked back to where I was from mindlessly. Could not even tell what time is it here and how many minutes left for the airplane to depart. Then, I saw 3 airport staffs and went to them, hoping that they could show me the way. So I asked where should I go, I could not find any flight details around here. They could not speak English as well but they told me to go back by pointing the way. So I tried to ask desperately if they could check which gate is my flight from their phone. Apparently my gate was B1 or something and you know what, I was near gate D. HAHAHA. DEEEEEAAADD.

I ran while I was carrying my travel backpack (yes I only brought my backpack since I didnt buy any baggage). Then I finally saw the flight details near gate B. Guess what I saw. Yeah… “LAST CALL”

Oh my days, another last call.

I ran with all my might. Apparently my gate was very far which is at the end of the building. Oh and, after I reached the end of the corridor, I had to go down to actually reached my gate. I kinda forgot, I think it was gate B1R or something. So I ran again until I reached the gate.

LUCKILY, I ARRIVED JUST IN TIME!

When I arrived on my seat (at the back), I saw that most people that flew with me from Singapore were not there. So most of them are new passengers. Oh. That’s why when I blindly followed the previous passengers I just got lost hahahha

Moral of the story: Again, dont be stupid Kem. Dont just blindly follow people in front of you.

So that was it guys. A story how I almost missed my flights twice in a row and ran with all my might while carrying a backpack.

Cheers,

Kemmy