well, almost 2 full days.
heh.
started with me getting to klia "late" by bout half n hr only to find a really long queue in front of the jet star check in place and the info that the flight was gonna be delayed an hr.
so ok. thought it was a good thing since i wouldnt have to wait in sydney airport for my transit that long then.
oh how wrong i was.
ended up i couldnt make the transit in time (me and bout 10 or so others) so they stuck us all on different flights during the day to avalon.
i being damn SUEY, got the lovely 5.10pm flight.
when they told me that, first thought was "fuck"
9 hrs of waiting.
sure they provided me with a hotel room to go to and all but i didnt wanna chance it. (yea i know stupid. shouldve taken it)
so i ended up spending 3 hrs in sydney airport's international terminal basically ppl watching and reading after going thru baggage claim as slow as possible.
then at ard 11am, i couldnt take sitting ard anymore n decided to move to the domestic terminal in hopes i could check in early (HOPE LA. I KNOW IMPOSSIBLE TO CHECK IN 5 HRS EARLY)
of corse i got stuck with my huge luggage sitting on the same seat for the next 4 hrs.
this time, i couldnt take it anymore so i took naps in short 30 min bursts while having my legs clamped ard my big bag n my arms crossed over my laptop bag.
really did not give a damn who saw. was that tired.
anyway, read n slept n finally i could check it.
then after that, no big bag meant i could GO TO THE TOILET. *relief* lol
oh n did i mention my phone decided to die n not work as well so i had to borrow ppl's phones n use public pay phones to call di to tell her my flight was delayed n what time she should pick me up instead? yea. my phone died. or more like merajuk n only wants to work in flight mode. till now. n wtf is the use of flight mode anyway when u cant make calls or send msgs. or receive either. gah.
anyway, after checking in n clearing security checks again, i walked to the gate.
while sitting there waiting, got the announcement that THAT plane was also gonna be delayed bout 15 mins.
greaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat.
at that point in time i couldnt care less anymore.
finally got on and ended up sitting right smack in the middle of this group of 6 aussie guys (all 5'10" above n not bad looking). the one right next to me spoke SO BLOODY LOUDLY the entire journey to his friends in front n across me (i even found out 3 of their names). yet i still could sleep due to exhaustion. lucky. oh n on the other side of me was this family as well whose father also KEPT TALKING DAMN LOUDLY to the dood behind me. aih.
anyway, landed at 7pm. finally. was so glad to reach melb that i did not give a crap whether or not my breath stank, my hair was a mess, my ears were half deaf due to all the talk...
(i realise im starting to sound abit incoherent. blame it on the lack of sleep)
was soooooooooo happy to see di.
was also damn happy to be on the way HOME frm the airport in the middle of nowhere.
called mia who was v worried (so sorry. i didnt have the chance to call earlier >.<)
ended up taking a detour n picking reg up frm rusden house, going to di's family friend's house (which looks exactly like a castle with a flagpole on top. no joke. i wanted to take a picture but it was too dark), stayed n talked a while to the v nice ppl (wouldnt have expected them to be so normal if u were to look at the house) then left for home.
didnt have a chance to eat dinner anywhere else cause it was 10sth by the time we left the house-castle so we tahpaued mcds home.
nice beef n bacon burger. mm. n fries. mmmmm.
n i ate 1 tim tam double coat after. just for self satisfaction.
now ive unpacked. just gotta bring shoes n bag down.
have reunited with my beloved shinai.
<3
i shall sleep in peace till i feel like getting up tmr. ah.
oh wait. i cant.
either theres training or i have to go to the city to see smelly b4 she leaves.
then after must send phone to chaddy for repair.
argh.
heh.
started with me getting to klia "late" by bout half n hr only to find a really long queue in front of the jet star check in place and the info that the flight was gonna be delayed an hr.
so ok. thought it was a good thing since i wouldnt have to wait in sydney airport for my transit that long then.
oh how wrong i was.
ended up i couldnt make the transit in time (me and bout 10 or so others) so they stuck us all on different flights during the day to avalon.
i being damn SUEY, got the lovely 5.10pm flight.
when they told me that, first thought was "fuck"
9 hrs of waiting.
sure they provided me with a hotel room to go to and all but i didnt wanna chance it. (yea i know stupid. shouldve taken it)
so i ended up spending 3 hrs in sydney airport's international terminal basically ppl watching and reading after going thru baggage claim as slow as possible.
then at ard 11am, i couldnt take sitting ard anymore n decided to move to the domestic terminal in hopes i could check in early (HOPE LA. I KNOW IMPOSSIBLE TO CHECK IN 5 HRS EARLY)
of corse i got stuck with my huge luggage sitting on the same seat for the next 4 hrs.
this time, i couldnt take it anymore so i took naps in short 30 min bursts while having my legs clamped ard my big bag n my arms crossed over my laptop bag.
really did not give a damn who saw. was that tired.
anyway, read n slept n finally i could check it.
then after that, no big bag meant i could GO TO THE TOILET. *relief* lol
oh n did i mention my phone decided to die n not work as well so i had to borrow ppl's phones n use public pay phones to call di to tell her my flight was delayed n what time she should pick me up instead? yea. my phone died. or more like merajuk n only wants to work in flight mode. till now. n wtf is the use of flight mode anyway when u cant make calls or send msgs. or receive either. gah.
anyway, after checking in n clearing security checks again, i walked to the gate.
while sitting there waiting, got the announcement that THAT plane was also gonna be delayed bout 15 mins.
greaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat.
at that point in time i couldnt care less anymore.
finally got on and ended up sitting right smack in the middle of this group of 6 aussie guys (all 5'10" above n not bad looking). the one right next to me spoke SO BLOODY LOUDLY the entire journey to his friends in front n across me (i even found out 3 of their names). yet i still could sleep due to exhaustion. lucky. oh n on the other side of me was this family as well whose father also KEPT TALKING DAMN LOUDLY to the dood behind me. aih.
anyway, landed at 7pm. finally. was so glad to reach melb that i did not give a crap whether or not my breath stank, my hair was a mess, my ears were half deaf due to all the talk...
(i realise im starting to sound abit incoherent. blame it on the lack of sleep)
was soooooooooo happy to see di.
was also damn happy to be on the way HOME frm the airport in the middle of nowhere.
called mia who was v worried (so sorry. i didnt have the chance to call earlier >.<)
ended up taking a detour n picking reg up frm rusden house, going to di's family friend's house (which looks exactly like a castle with a flagpole on top. no joke. i wanted to take a picture but it was too dark), stayed n talked a while to the v nice ppl (wouldnt have expected them to be so normal if u were to look at the house) then left for home.
didnt have a chance to eat dinner anywhere else cause it was 10sth by the time we left the house-castle so we tahpaued mcds home.
nice beef n bacon burger. mm. n fries. mmmmm.
n i ate 1 tim tam double coat after. just for self satisfaction.
now ive unpacked. just gotta bring shoes n bag down.
have reunited with my beloved shinai.
<3
i shall sleep in peace till i feel like getting up tmr. ah.
oh wait. i cant.
either theres training or i have to go to the city to see smelly b4 she leaves.
then after must send phone to chaddy for repair.
argh.
