''Today, I woke up and looked in the mirror and noticed that my face was covered in glitter. I asked my wife about it and she said she put it on me while I was sleeping so that I would sparkle like Edward from Twilight when I'm in the sunlight. FML''
-FML website-
So it's my third day in the US now. So much to tell, so little enthusiasm.
Where shall I start?
I know this blog entry should probably warrant hordes of photos, but I still haven't gotten around to transferring the photos from my camera yet.
You know I'm always lazy when it comes to things like that.
So the day before I flew off, on the 20th of May, Little Grass celebrated my birthday with me at Timbre!!
Photos galore!!!
Not.
Okay, okay I'll upload them once I get around to transferring them onto the computer.
(Oops, it's already May, my birthday has come and gone, and I still haven't gotten around to uploading/blogging about Kevin's birthday party. I shall do both events in one blog post. Some time in the future. I'll do it, promise.)
So this entry isn't really about my birthday (as mentioned, I shall do a separate one for that later); it's about my horrifying Journey To The West.
So.
I flew from Singapore Changi Airport to Malaysia's LCCT at 1 p.m.. Transferred to KLIA, and took a flight back t o Changi Airport at 9 p.m.. Slept at the airport, and then took a flight from Changi Airport to Narita Airport (Tokyo, Japan) at 6 a.m..Took another damn long flight from Narita Airport to Detroit Metro Airport. Then, finally, internal flight from Detroit to Richmond, Virginia.
If you have noticed, please don't ask me why I had to fly from Singapore to Malaysia and back to Singapore again. In short, it was cheaper that way.
Entire trip took me 40 hours, a sore throat, chapped lips, and awfully dry and peeling skin.
Not to mention, constipation and feeling fat from sitting around all day eating plane food.
Can you believe that throughout the entire journey, I didn't even watch one single plane movie. Not even one.
They had such a wide range of selection of really, really good movies that I always wanted to watch but didn't have the chance to! I don't know how I missed it. I kept telling myself "I'll watch it later, I have a looong flight," and before I knew it, we were landing already.
I lost my glasses in the process. I was sleeping in the plane and when I woke, my glasses were no where to be found.
FML.
I tried to go to the optometrist at Walmart, but the lady said I needed a prescription from an eye doctor, who charges ridiculously, considering it's just a simple eye check-up and prescription. Not that I blame the doc, I've heard that medical charges are expensive like that in the US. Further more, after getting the prescription, I still need to pay a separate amount for a pair of glasses.
So for the rest of this entire US trip, I shall be depending solely on my contact lenses alone. FML.
And then, if that isn't bad enough, when we arrived at Detroit, I retrieved my luggage bag only to find that the zipper lock was no where to be found and the zipper was slightly open.
I did a quick check on my things inside, but I didn't realize anything was missing until I checked into my dormitory, where I realized my pouch that contains RM 500 was missing. FML MAX.
Seriously, man. Could this trip get ANY worse.
I was in a horribly foul mood for the rest of the day in the US.
Come 2nd day, I felt much better. Visited Walmart. Had our first decent meal in a Chinese restaurant. So much for flying all the way to the west, just to eat something that could easily be found back home. Irony much?
Bought groceries, and ingredients for a homemade sandwich.
Apparently, there isn't any food establishments open around this area at night (except for Burger King which is open during the day but is horribly expensive and is about a 10 minute walk away - you know how much I hate walking) so we either starve or make our own food.
Most people cook here, but you know my thoughts on the ratio of time spent preparing the food to the time spent eating it. It's value is never larger than 0.5.
So today was spent procrastinating around, and before I knew it, it's already midnight.
I guess that's all for today... Except for the part where this stupid Ang Moh lady pissed me off.
But I'm not in the mood to rant right now, so I shall leave it for another day.
Boy, do I have lots to blog about. I think I'll have to make a list:
1. Blog about Kevin's birthday and my birthday celebration.
2. The incident where the Ang Moh lady pissed me off.
3. Another separate blog entry dedicated to photos taken so far on this trip.
4. Not about blogging, but it's related: Upload photos onto Facebook!!
I know this blog entry isn't much (probably bored you off halfway through) but I am not in the mood right now. Wit zero. Creativity zero. Inspiration zero.
Hence this shitty and crappy stuff.
Where shall I start?
I know this blog entry should probably warrant hordes of photos, but I still haven't gotten around to transferring the photos from my camera yet.
You know I'm always lazy when it comes to things like that.
So the day before I flew off, on the 20th of May, Little Grass celebrated my birthday with me at Timbre!!
Photos galore!!!
Not.
Okay, okay I'll upload them once I get around to transferring them onto the computer.
(Oops, it's already May, my birthday has come and gone, and I still haven't gotten around to uploading/blogging about Kevin's birthday party. I shall do both events in one blog post. Some time in the future. I'll do it, promise.)
So this entry isn't really about my birthday (as mentioned, I shall do a separate one for that later); it's about my horrifying Journey To The West.
So.
I flew from Singapore Changi Airport to Malaysia's LCCT at 1 p.m.. Transferred to KLIA, and took a flight back t o Changi Airport at 9 p.m.. Slept at the airport, and then took a flight from Changi Airport to Narita Airport (Tokyo, Japan) at 6 a.m..Took another damn long flight from Narita Airport to Detroit Metro Airport. Then, finally, internal flight from Detroit to Richmond, Virginia.
If you have noticed, please don't ask me why I had to fly from Singapore to Malaysia and back to Singapore again. In short, it was cheaper that way.
Entire trip took me 40 hours, a sore throat, chapped lips, and awfully dry and peeling skin.
Not to mention, constipation and feeling fat from sitting around all day eating plane food.
Can you believe that throughout the entire journey, I didn't even watch one single plane movie. Not even one.
They had such a wide range of selection of really, really good movies that I always wanted to watch but didn't have the chance to! I don't know how I missed it. I kept telling myself "I'll watch it later, I have a looong flight," and before I knew it, we were landing already.
I lost my glasses in the process. I was sleeping in the plane and when I woke, my glasses were no where to be found.
FML.
I tried to go to the optometrist at Walmart, but the lady said I needed a prescription from an eye doctor, who charges ridiculously, considering it's just a simple eye check-up and prescription. Not that I blame the doc, I've heard that medical charges are expensive like that in the US. Further more, after getting the prescription, I still need to pay a separate amount for a pair of glasses.
So for the rest of this entire US trip, I shall be depending solely on my contact lenses alone. FML.
And then, if that isn't bad enough, when we arrived at Detroit, I retrieved my luggage bag only to find that the zipper lock was no where to be found and the zipper was slightly open.
I did a quick check on my things inside, but I didn't realize anything was missing until I checked into my dormitory, where I realized my pouch that contains RM 500 was missing. FML MAX.
Seriously, man. Could this trip get ANY worse.
I was in a horribly foul mood for the rest of the day in the US.
Come 2nd day, I felt much better. Visited Walmart. Had our first decent meal in a Chinese restaurant. So much for flying all the way to the west, just to eat something that could easily be found back home. Irony much?
Bought groceries, and ingredients for a homemade sandwich.
Apparently, there isn't any food establishments open around this area at night (except for Burger King which is open during the day but is horribly expensive and is about a 10 minute walk away - you know how much I hate walking) so we either starve or make our own food.
Most people cook here, but you know my thoughts on the ratio of time spent preparing the food to the time spent eating it. It's value is never larger than 0.5.
So today was spent procrastinating around, and before I knew it, it's already midnight.
I guess that's all for today... Except for the part where this stupid Ang Moh lady pissed me off.
But I'm not in the mood to rant right now, so I shall leave it for another day.
Boy, do I have lots to blog about. I think I'll have to make a list:
1. Blog about Kevin's birthday and my birthday celebration.
2. The incident where the Ang Moh lady pissed me off.
3. Another separate blog entry dedicated to photos taken so far on this trip.
4. Not about blogging, but it's related: Upload photos onto Facebook!!
I know this blog entry isn't much (probably bored you off halfway through) but I am not in the mood right now. Wit zero. Creativity zero. Inspiration zero.
Hence this shitty and crappy stuff.
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