It’s 4:47 according to the clock and I’m writing this on the plane because there’s only so much one can sleep before
HAHA i tried writing it in french but doesn’t feel the same lolol. but okay, so there’s only so much one can sleep before you’re feeling so awake that there’s absolutely no way you could sleep anymore. and I’m not even halfway through this flight I think. Thank God we’re going to San Francisco and not Chicago because then I’d only be 1/3 of the way there. This ride’s supposed to be 11.5h. In many ways the flight’s not as bad as I imagined it would be because the seat’s sort of comfy, there’s legroom if i stretch reeeally far under the seat in front of me or I just stick my leg into the aisle and hope the stewards don’t trip. but now I’m fresh as a daisy and I don’t have all that much to do. Oh, plus the food was pretty good. hehe, I actually finished my greens and all. It was beef and potatoes.
oh damn I just realised that 1pm - 5pm is not quite 5 hours it’s 4 actually. so I’m not even halfway there yet. how now?
In a minute I’m going to start re-reading the book I brought along with me, Phillip Pullman’s Northern Lights. I hope that it lasts me a good few hours.. because what else am I supposed to do on this flight? There isn’t any internet so I’m typing this not knowing whether it’ll be an email to someone, or a blog entry, or whatever.
My neck’s kind of achy right now, as it has been since last night when I was packing and totally unable to sleep because it was such a frenzied day. and since I’ve got all the time in the world now, or a good 6-7 hours at least, let me talk about it to myself.
After DELF, which I truly madly deeply hope went well (because I’d kill myself if I failed dude I studied >:(), I met Jean for the first time in a long while just to walk and talk and talk and walk haha and we told each other what’s been going on in our meagre lives. I miss her so much. I haven’t seen so many of my friends in so long I think I’m going to email everyone once I get the time to when I arrive in Canada because this trips feels like such a long long thing. I hope it goes well. but ok, so I did some random winter-clothes shopping (i.e, just socks and keeping warm things. oh, thermal wear right!) and later at night mummy and I went for auntie jennifer’s hermès watch shop opening it was a pretty grand thing I’m so glad I sort of dressed up for it haha even went in little heels. I was so hungry that day though (this seems like a recurring pattern; why am I always hungry?) because I’d forgotten to eat when I met up with jean, we were supposed to have lunch but I ended up just having yoghurt instead.
omg it’s only 5:05pm I only took what, 13 minutes to write all this. shite.
alright I might as well write more then, if only just to pass the time. we’re sitting in the middle bunch with 4 seats. so there’s another random guy sitting with us. some ang moh, and my sis has the privilege of sitting next to him. so apparently earlier on while he was blowing his nose, his mucus splashed on her face HAHA total fml moment. but it wasn’t very nice, obviously, if it were me I’d be so freaking disgusted. ok so splashed isn’t the right word.. squirted? flew onto? you get the idea.. I’m so glad I’m seated at the other end.
and we missed our flight earlier on, because. NO TIME LA. anyway I already wrote about that earlier on at the airport haha. later on in San Francisco we’ve got a good 5 hours I think I can’t wait to just laze around maybe buy some books? but then the flight to Canada’s gonna be another 5hours. I don’t really mind, in fact I felt really relieved when we heard that we had to change our flight. time to laze around on the ground is sort of a good thing. :)
On another note my jacket was a pretty good decision, I was burning like hell in changi but now it’s cold up in the air and I’m still pretty comfortable. :) also, my pillow was v cool. haha my mom’s asking me if I’m done writing (but how? I’m so bored and there’s nothing to do?!) so I think I’ll end here.
I’ll be arriving at 2059h Canada time which means 0859h in Singapore. :o
I like to think of it as I’m flying back in time because Canada’s a day behind. hehe, interesting. and now my mom’s asking me to play a game. I told her I’d read my book but she asks me to be more fun. relax. lolol. why is everyone telling me to relax?
Mom: cos you’re boring.
but that’s what jean told me too. I asked if I should bring SATs over to Canada but she says please don’t I’m going to kill myself at this rate. so I accidentally-on-purpose did not pack the book in. :) I think I’ll relax now.
