and not because we have a four hour layover in chicago.
and not because on the way back, we have a five hour layover in chicago again.
and not because we have a four hour layover in chicago.
and not because on the way back, we have a five hour layover in chicago again.
what will i do with my time? (done packing YEAH)
what am i listening to? soulstice. album is entitled illusion.
that’s it i’m going to be an interior decorator even though i have only half a sense of style. it’s more fun. i could just live in ikea or something. it’s been a while since i’ve been to ikea, maybe when i go to hong kong! there’s one in shatin, i think, kinda near the kcr station and new world centre.
i need to think of more places to go in hong kong. ikea doesn’t count. you’d believe i can think of places besides shopping places and eating places, but i think that’s all my family does besides play mahjong, at least while we’re around. i went swimming a whopping once, actually i think some of my family does other stuff, the cousins mainly, and my mum’s side. my dad’s side actually likes to travel more than anything. i watch all these tvb dramas and they do recreational stuff at least, like play tennis, or golf, or football, or something like that. nothing like that for me. i’d play football. at the very least i need to do a few more touristy things. the only touristy thing i remember from last time in hong kong is visiting stanley. one time we went to lantau island. the cabs there are blue, i think. green in nt, red in the rest of the place. still haven’t been to ocean park and a bunch of places like that.
i like making my animal crackers fight, then i eat them because i am a giant sea monster. there is a big bag of them in front of me that i’d love to bring on the plane because it will amuse me for the fifteen hours or so. that’s basically a whole waking day spent on a plane. i am trying to figure out how to avoid suffering from the sudden time difference. i wish we were flying british airways so we’d have those sleeper cabins or whatever.
jane from tarzan. she could probably whup my arse if she’s anything like the one in the tv show. there’s really too much television around here.
there are a lot of bad drivers around here, and i don’t think i’ll miss them. actually what pisses me off is having to drive all the time here because my mother thinks i need more practice. i actually just want to pass out in a car like i used to when i was younger.
my dad gets the day off tomorrow like the rest of the state employees, because reagan died and it’s a day of mourning. how many state employees are sitting at home actually mourning? it’s kind of weird to see all these people lining up to see his coffin in california, who drove five hours and lined up for five hours and stuff like that. (i don’t mean to diminish the importance of his life or anyone’s for that matter, but yeah, it’s strange.)