Yup, all day. Got the low por bpeng (wife's biscuit) for family and relatives, and a few dried goods. Took Airport Express back and drooled at the cool speakers and iPod minis at the electronics shop in the airport. Flight back was great... Read my book (Anne Rice rocks ass) all through the safety instructions and take-off. They screened Ocean's Twelve. Fantastic show, but the tape was worse than a pirated VCD. That'd be on my DVD list now. Food was OK... Mom materialised by my side halfway during the flight and asked me to transfer our stuff over (it was an empty flight and I went to the front to get close to the screen) because she was scared of the passenger behind who kept sneezing. My brother and dad was there to meet us at the airport, and after bathing I plonked on the bed and fell dead for the next few hours.
orchestrated by Renhao at 12:28:00 pm
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