Just got off the flying white elephant and found out TheReliableOne played a little trick on me. All this while I've been told we'd have a two hour transit between cities.
Instead, I find myself mind-boggled when I see the next departure many hours later. Thought myself silly for getting the time zones confused, recalculated the local time many times because our watches weren't synchronized yet but it all didn't make sense. The numbers didn't tally. Did I see the wrong flight? Impossible.
I turned to him and asked, "we have a five hour transit?", baffled.
And I see him giggling.
Ahhhh what surprises are in store for me. Oh well, as I usually say in-flight: sit back, relax, and enjoy the flight.
Gotta trust the pilot, right? Heh.
"Experienced" this (pic below). Had a little Jean Grey-xmen moment in the toilet. Would be cooler if I could "move" time though. That'd be helpful now!
Take a long glance into your life, now take a big step into the perceptions of unruly thoughts, a huge welcome into my world of hopeless imaginations. The blogger is a combination of: wild dreams + bad vocabulary + parmesan cheese + pieces of heritage + a gist of laziness + a touch of insanity + a whole lot of optimism + a splash of laughter + unpatient hunger + considerable amount of surprisingly found free time!
Sunday, September 02, 2012
Saturday, September 01, 2012
Misinterpretation Of Communication
I don't know how I read that as "masturbating" instead of "maturing". Took me to finish reading the second para before I realized I read it wrongly.
Then I jumped back top to read again.
*slaps forehead*
Anyway, today will start another journey into unchartered territories. New adventures on the way :)
Then I jumped back top to read again.
*slaps forehead*
Anyway, today will start another journey into unchartered territories. New adventures on the way :)
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