Of the Flight Procedures
Its merely a week till the end of my As.Well,not very encouraging so far.The Economics Paper 3 today didnt do any justice.Well,i guess i must be better off compared to some of my classmates.I was pretty ticked off when i discovered that my pencil was screwed up halfway through the paper.I had to draw the curves with my black pen,and how irritating can that be?So there i was getting my hands stained with pencil lead and black ink.Great.

I guess the paper was alright.I mean,i wasnt too happy after the paper.But at least i didnt pull a long face like i did yesterday.I actually talked after the paper,so i guess that's a change.Or,at least i hope so.Most people were complaining that they didnt have time to finish.For me,i had more things to write.A lot more.But i figured i should move on to the next question.Like Eric said before,better to write something for everything than to bank on merely two questions.That's what i did,and i guess i did my best.So who cares?It's over.For some reason i was trembling before the paper,and my hands were cold.The air conditioning wasnt too cold,and i had my sweater on.But my hands were cold,covered in sweat.When i got the paper,i just flipped to the other side and checked out the question.I was so afraid that i wouldnt be able to pick three questions out of the six.I circled four at first,and then picked the Elasticity question to do.I just kept writing and writing,and wrote short notes on the question paper as my plan.It was untidy,but i didnt have time to lose.Valerie on the other hand was making neat plans on a blank foolscape before she started her paper.No time for that man.Of course,then it was the usual post-paper conversation with Eric at the 105 bus stop as he waited for his mother(Who was awfully late by the way).

Ive been counting down the days to the end of my papers.Instead of counting the number of subjects left i prefer to count by the papers.The feeling of striking papers one by one is great.So right now,i am officially halfway through my exams with merely four papers left.Two Geography Papers and two more Economics Paper.This also means that i have about a week left in Singapore,when my last vacation begins.Kinda like Jesus' last supper i guess.But my supper comes in the form of a vacation abroad alone.Ive been planning on what i want to do before i get onto the plane,on the plane and when i get off.After all,it is my first trip alone.I plan to stroll through the terminal alone before i board the plane.We usually arrive two hours early when we leave Singapore,and then wander around the terminal aimlessly.Im probably going to find the CoffeeBean(Though im not too sure about the location)and by the Ice Blend again.Then head on to the viewing gallery to catch some sleep.Usually the airport is quite empty at that time,with a few air hostess walking about and janitors pushing and pulling vacuum cleaners across the carpetted floor far off.That constant humming sound going through the empty halls,and the occasional announcement over the PA.Its a nice place to be in really.Just,quiet all around.Last year i was fortunate enough to see the planes take off in the rain,and it resembled a thunderstorm from where i was sitting.Truly a breath taking sight.

If i am lucky enough,im not going to share a seat with a jumbo this time.I remember this time when i sat next to a jumbo and he had to go to the toilet(Or Lavatory).He squeezed passed me and his butt barely missing the tip of my nose.That wasnt a good experience at all.Another thing i hate about taking planes is the existence of irritating infants crying their heads off.We are 30000 feet off the face of the Earth,enjoying the beautiful mountain clouds outside the window.Then the kid behind you start to scream for food and the whole image cracks and shatters.Kids just cannot keep their butts still on flights.Kicking your chair once in a while and peeping over the top of your seat to grab a view at the passenger ahead.I usually give them a cold stare and mouth "Go away".I usually take a stroll to the end of the plane and back just to stretch myself a little bit.I guess me and my uncle are the only humans who love the food on the planes.At least the ones on Eva Air.Haha.I love them.And i love the toilets too.It's so compact and everything you need is inside.Too bad for anybody behind me in the queue.I wonder what the inflight movie would be this time.Hopefully its something i havent watched before.Also,i hope to start a conversation with a passenger on the flight.For some reason,my fellow passengers on the plan are always the old grumpy men and women,or young kids wanting to get out of the plane(Why dont you just take a leap out of the window idiot).I dont see a lot of teenagers.At least if i do see one,then the conversation can start off right?Im keeping my fingers crossed.

Then the plane lands,i get off.Following the crowd is the only way you wont get lost in the Taiwanese airport.It can be quite a chore if you do get lost.The guy at the counter recognises me already,and i always say hi to him every year.Haha.It's a fun experience.I hate waiting for my luggage.Its always the last to come out because i usually arrive at the airport early.Which means,my luggages are always at the back.Bummer.Let's hope that the Ipod can kill some of those time.

I cant wait for this trip.Perhaps my last trip overseas before i head on to NS.Then it's probably a two year interval without myself stepping near the airport at all(Great).Sigh,i really love travelling.I just love everything about it.It's like some tribal ritual somehow.The road towards adulthood somehow.Haha.Alright,that's that.My flight procedures.8 more days,and im off.Getting all pumped!

Song of the Moment---You get What you Give by New Radicals