at home, finally...
plane took off at about 12 midnight. i was sitting at the window seat in the last row of the entire plane (boeing 777, 2-4-2 seats), there is no one sitting beside me so i had both seats to myself. actually singapore looks quite beautiful at night esp viewing from up there. all the lights lining the streets, buildings... and huge planes resting in their parking slot like big birds... so there i go, byebye singapore, with kinda a heavy heart.
the turbulance was horrible that night, the plane was shaking so much that the water in my cup kept splashing out. probably it's becoz it's at the end of the plane bah. had supper and the lights were dimmed at 2am. soon i fell asleep. was woken up at 5am by announcement saying the plane would be landing in 20min time. took a few seconds to register it in my mind. was i dreaming? the plane was scheduled to land at 6.25am not 5 plus... how issit possible? overheard the conversation of one passenger with the air stewdess. apparently the direction we were flying was the same as the wind so the plane sped up. der... wondering if they have speed limit in the air. should fine them for speeding.
just let me take my own sweet time then. since i was sitting at the last row of plane (which happens quite often nowadays for dunno wat reason), i might as well sit until the ppl in front all get out. and then, there was filling of heath report card, queuing to get screened. the most funny thing is the custom didn't expect the flight to be so much earlier they were not open when the plane landed. when i reached the custom (assuming i was one of the last passengers on the plane), only two counters were open and there were two long long queues. later on more counters opened up and ppl rush to them like they are participants of amazing race. i remained in my line. no point rushing, the luggage is probably not out yet. and later on, once again as it was so early, the trolleys at the luggage claim were still all locked. ppl haven't come to work yet. spotted my suitcase, took my bag and went out.
the thing is, i told my parents i would reach at 6.25am and come out probably at 7am. given their characters, dun think they would be there earlier than that. i had no hp, and not a single cent of renminbi with me (coz given my character, it was natural that last time i went back singapore i forgot to pack the wallet with renminbi inside). worse still i got no winter clothes. luckily packed one extra sweater so wouldn't freeze to death. came out before 6am and as i expected my parents were no where in sight. there is only one thing i can do: wait. how was it said in the movie terminal? 'life is waiting.' suddenly realised how dettached i've become to this city. as in a sense that i would have some problem living independently here, not like i do in singapore. feeling a bit helpless.
waited till i dozed off on the chair. i was 1 hr early, and my parents were half an hour late. plunged into bed and feel deeply asleep the moment i reached home. woke up at 4pm. and to my surprise, it's still kinda dark... it's such a gloomy day, it literally looks like evening for the whole day. now it's completely dark at 5pm. think i would need some time to adjust to it.
my dad looks like he's aged quite a bit. although i haven't seen him for only a few months. but his mood seems alright now. probably already over the worst part. but heard that my uncle has tumour in his brain and it turned out to be e4 xing4. my aunty cries everyday and my cousin is also very worried. haiz...
my mother is asking me to eat dinner now. so will stop here for now.