Dec. 7 ‘08

I’m gonna write this post in a sort of diary style and I’m putting all this in Microsoft words since I don’t have an internet connection here.so most likely you guys would see this post on next Saturday where I’ll copy and paste every shit on hatelovetragedy.

Woke up at 5:40a.m,felt an extremely sinking feeling.
Obviously the result of sleeping in late again.
Did the most rushed packing,I would totally not be surprised if I missed out anything.first time where I did packing in the final hour,literally.
Took uncle’s cab there where we checked in.
Saw this two different groups of people who were denied entry on board the plane for arriving late. Budget airlines have a strict policy of refusing entry to those who check in late. Weird
Soooo, it was feeling really sorry for them.
Checked in and strolled into the airport.
Bought some delifrance while my mom searched for the currency exchange.
Bought a book and I love it absolutely ,never took my eyes off it. It’s just so inspirational. I’m going straight home and pick up my guitar.
F.Y.I the book is : Slash-Autobiography.
Next book I’m picking up is most likely nikki sixx biography(:

soooo, we board the plane and I sat at the aisle.
Read my book for like ¾ of the journey where I totally wiped out and took out my macbook t listen t G’n’R (ipod died).
And sooo I slept on my macbook.
Woke up to an eye-piercing light shining directly at my face,
And noticed the plane was about t lane.
It got a little worried when the plane landed really loud and I think it skidded a little(felt like it)
I kept repeating in my mind “faith in the pilot,faith in the pilot”

Thankfully I’m alive.

THENNNN,
There was this guy who stood up from his seat and thought the plane has reached a absolute halt,the stewardess quickly echoed over the speaker for him t get back to his seat.
I was disturbed of course and didn’t bother t see who was it.
That was when my mom turned and whisphered”isn’t that guy the teacher from your school?”
I turned back and WOAHH
Lowww anddd beholddddd(no pun intended):P
Mr Eric Loh(YESS!the bald p.e teacher in QTSS who likes to pick on guys with long hair) stood there ushering his children back into his seat that was when I started sniggering.
For those of you who wish to blackmail him,the flight number is 3K525 to KotaKinabalu.
HAHAHA.kidding!!!

So,I hurried out immediately and grabbed my stuff.
I was astonished to find Sabah completely different from Singapore,it was not what I expected.it was Malaysia,truly asia.
i saw kids going around neighbourhoods picking trash from the refuse placed outside of the bungalows and terraces.
And it was really different from the town setting I got sick of seeing in Singapore.
I’m not going to talk more about it,but neither am I putting Malaysia down.
It’s pretty in its own way(no sacarsm intended)

had seafood for dinner and i had a go at eating crabs so it's fun.
and noodles for supper.gaining weight gaining weight
slept in late trying to finish slash autobiography.