Dear Diary,
Huh, what do I say? Feeling very very tired. I couldn't sleep well last night. My eyes were closed, I was tired, but my brain just wouldn't shut down. I thought I'd get enough time to catch up some rest in the afternoon,but that didn't happen. Closed my eyes,and slept off with alarm and woke up severely late for my trip. Scrambled around to pick up stuff and in 5 mins I was waiting for my cab.
At the airport, I saw different kinds of people,old and young,fashionistas and Napoleon dynamites all huddled in the waiting area. The mom next to me was talking to her kids in English. I wondered why. Nowadays a lot of people make it a habit to converse with their kids in English only so their English would sound like native person? Idk.
If I have kids I'd only try to speak with them in their native language no matter which part of the world we live in. They can learn other languages at school.
The driver was a polite man this time. I gave him 5 stars. The guy sitting next to me on the flight is a smoker I think. I can feel the odor from my side. The pilot is driving the plane like Fast and furious. I just hope I don't puke on my neighbor.
when I arrived, demento put on a fit. Meh whatever. it's comical to me now.
Have a busy few days ahead. Lots to get done !