I've never missed a flight in my entire life. Today's my first one.


Jerked up from bed, responding to the tinkle of my uncle's spoon. I've no idea why he woke up at 5.50am to drink coffee. I knew I was late, impossibly late. Nothing's impossible, NOW I KNOW!

Out of house in 2 minutes, reached airport in 20 minutes, dramatically sprinted up the road (to have 6 cars jammed at the same time...just my luck) and dashed to the counter. Closed, sorry. No, we can't check you in. Counter closed by 6 SHARP.


Thanks Mrheartlessbrownguy. Thanks.


Ran to Jetstar counter to get the next plane back. Full, sorry. No, no more seats.



Thanks Mrssonotfriendlysoemotionlessbrowngirl. Thanks.


Was directed to Terminal 2 for internet access. Jogged down, no internet. Jogged down to information, they directed me to that same place. Found it.



HEEEEEEELLLLLL. NO FLIGHTS. Fully booked. What's with March the 23rd? I reckoned someone up there doesn't wants me to leave Singapore.


Lalalalalalalalala. Im in Changi airport, checked in, hair dry, half starving and waiting to board Cathay. Please just let me get out of Singapore smoothly. Puuhhhhllllleeeeaaassseeee.