I am now in Colombo Aiport and trying really hard not to be petrified out of my guts. I seriously hope the guys in army uniform can actually do their job. urgh...I was just sitting there minding my own business and six different guys, at different times walked past and gave me the sort of creepy, super lecherous look. urgh....I should've should've should've worn jeans and a torn T-shirt or sth...but hey they're all gone now it seems...oh no, the guards on the other side look too hopeful, and there're at least ten other flights between mine and now.
maybe i'm just tired....i am very tired.... i'm skipping my class outing and having a delightful dinner with Yy and Nd. that's it. wine's on me. no extensive unnecessary social interactions. nothing. nope. urgh. tired. I have not stopped sitting down since...wow...friday...it's now sunday and I have eight more hours to go...eight hours of sitting down and trying not to fidget too much.
but some say that I chose such a life.
Oh and imagine my delight when the pilot said, the temperature is 28 degrees...and the lil' boy in front going, gosh it's humid here. that's when it dawned on me...i'm going home....like this is my territory. So I laughed out loud when that lil' caucasian kid said that line. I think they think I'm very weird.
i want to sleep.
Can't believe I fell asleep during take-off. I had window seats!! sighs... then i couldn't fall asleep after that. humph. but oh well, i'll def be able to see lots for the next flight. take-off AND landing. the runways look very pretty at night...all glittery and lit-up...
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what were you wearing???
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