It's almost 5am Malaysian time and I just had at best 5 hours sleep in the last 35 hours. Some on the plane and some back home. It was dinner time for me 2 hours ago in UK time, so my internal clock woke me up telling me that it's time for some food. My brother was actually kind enough to bring me to the famous nasi lemak stall near my house for some nasi lemak with samble sotong and fried chicken.
It was a looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong flight. And to top it off, it was a full flight with tonnes of babies and kids, just like a nursery. Just imagine trying to sleep when there's a least one child screaming on top of his/her lungs. Also, flying economy means trying very hard to get comfortable enough to sleep in that bloody bucket small seat. How I wish they let me stretch out and sleep on the wider area near the emergency exit door. I might just get in a blow-up bed ,some ear plugs, pop a Nytol and Bob's your uncle.
I actually saw a couple that I knew, actually they are more friends of SK. I was in no mood to go over and acknowledge them. Then I thought to myself, there's 2 of them and there's just one of me, if they decide to ignore me, why should I approach them first? So bugger them, I just decided to go along with my mood swing. The problem is, I actually feel bad about it now. Sigh, it's hard being me.
And the worst part is that have to be back on that plane to get back to the UK in 5 days time...boohooo...I am trying very hard not to think about it and enjoy this SHORT trip as best as I can.
I miss SK :(
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