Thirty-three

I have this post that refuses to be published when sent my my phone and so I am resorting to typing it here, using blogger direct. I am cheating. I'm back-posting this entry.

So here goes:
Waiting for time to pass at the Incheon airport with a cuppa coffee and my trsuty bb and some very weak wifi signal. Beside me is my friend/colleague who is tapping away on her ipad. I realised we do share some similarities, from how we wear our watch on the right wrist, to the way we like certain things to be done. This is no joke and I'm just kind of disturbed at how things are turning out. It's just not funny.

Anyways, back to my Seoul experience. My luggage is a whooping 33kilos. I don't know what the heck did I put inside. The damn counter almost made us handcarry our bag of seaweed. That's crazy right?The seaweed is mostly air, please. It looks bulky only. Doesn't she know that?!? Lucky we are on the same flight as one of the uncles and he had loads of room to spare! Ahhh, I'm going to come back to Seoul again. This is like bangkok with a lil more expensive shopping but awesome weather. But I really spent all my fortune here. Time to starve when i'm back.

And in my head now is the whole list of things to do and it just sucks.
Everything is going to resume, really?


//so whats the status?