I'm homey home
Yup. Most unpleasantly so.
Here I was. After a full day of not getting any sleep (in-flight entertainment you see). Innocent. Pure. WHEN I GOT THE SHOCK OF MY LIFE! ALIENSSS!! ALIENSSS!
Actually it was just a bunch of ground staff at the Changi International Airport that caused my distress. They were speaking Singlish. Never in my entire life have I considered Singlish a bad thing, but you know what. Singlish sounds disgusting. I avoided listening to anybody all the way home.
But after 2 full days of recovery I think I'm getting back into the swing of things again.
It's just that...Jetlag's been getting the better of me.
Sat night: Slept at 10 pm (plus and minus)
Sun: Woke up at 3 pm
Mon: After struggling the whole night I finally fell asleep after watching the movie Be Cool (More on that later. GREATLY depressing though) at 10 am. Thus missing softball.
Woke up at around 2 plus. Couldn't eat bring myself to eat anything. Skipped breakfast, skipped lunch. Skipped everything that freaking mattered that's what. But it was partially the computer's fault for LURING me in.
I'm still sleep deprived.
And who am I KIDDING?! I really don't like reading other people's blogs.
Boring.
Me me me me me me me me me me me. That's all that matters.
Sorry I'm just sleep deprived and I have stupid Chilli Palmer (not the cool Chilli Palmer in the book, but the useless one in the movie) in my head.
"What makes you think she's gonna make it?"
"She's got me."
