be-lated post

It's been a while since I last posted, again. Just got back to Adelaide last Sunday and I'm coming to my 3rd week of university already. Scary. Imagine how time flies? And I'm getting a year older soon but not that I really cared. Ok, just for the sake of putting in an entry, I have written something on my way back to Adelaide, that is on my flight back here. Here goes:

Three freaking weeks have passed, and here I am, ready to board the plane to Singapore. So, I am on my way back to Australia, my so called “home”. But the last few days changed my perspective of this “home” thing. I actually found some comfort hanging out with this group of wackos. Maybe this was what I was looking for, for the past few months. And now I have to leave this comfort feeling to a place I call home. Sigh…if only…life is full of Ifs, full of irony. In my head, I can’t help wonder, is it possible for me to find this comfort again when I’m back in Australia. For the past three weeks, my daily routine has gone haywire. I don’t spend so much time with the PC. I have been hanging out with friends, playing futsal, shopping, etc. I was wondering, were these all I wanted to do? Or is there something else missing?

Bugger…every time I enter the departure gate early, the flight would be delayed. Somehow it’s like a déjà vu or a cliché. I looked around me. Some people made phone calls to their home ones, telling that there would be a delay. An ‘ang moh’ was pointing at his watch and talking to the ground staff with discontent. I got on to the plane, seating by the aisle, an Indian guy is sitting on the same row by the window. Oh yea, have to mention this, saw a stewardess who looked like a girl whom I met a few days ago. Anyways, the plane was getting ready to take off and I felt so excited, but not because I’m leaving for Australia. Time for a break, safety video time. “Please watch the safety video even if you have seen it before” Ok, done with the video. Pretty…enlightening. Now, the best part of flying, taking off. I have to admit that I get pretty excited during the taking off part, “cabin crew to your station please” says the captain. Had a short nap and was served some beverages and went to the washroom to check out my handsome face. “due to the bad weather, passengers are advised to be remain seated and have their seat belt on” says the pilot. On my way back to my seat, wow, the walk was really awful. It’s like I’m floating as the plane bounces up and down due to the turbulence. I can’t freaking walk properly. When I finally got back to my seat, I noticed that the Indian guy has gone missing, he switched seat across the aisle. Hmm, flight is pretty empty tonight. Fantastic, another delay. Seems like the Singaporeans misplaced their head for once, why the heck they close the airport for a freaking parade rehearsal. Goodness… 7.48pm, the captain announced that we are going to arrive 10-15 minutes pass eight, hopefully it wouldn’t take them that long to re-open the airport. 11.55pm, on the plane en-route to Adelaide, spent almost 3 hours in Changi. Luckily there’s free internet booth all over the place. So, I think this is really goodbye to Malaysia, six and a half hours and I’ll be at down under.

Might sound a little crappy but oh well, feel free to leave a comment.