zero three nine, now pour me some wine

so i are back from the three-week long trip to jakarta, indonesia. still currently jetlagging because last night's sleep felt like a nap. i went to bed around 3.40am because i was not sleepy at all, and woke up around 7am after three full hours of trying to sleep and failing miserably. i don't think i slept at all, but i remember having some weird long dream about me freestyling while walking around an unfamiliar mall, chasing some girl whose face i don't even know, and tripping and falling some bottomless abyss, during which i realized that falling down a bottomless abyss can't be bad, because every good physicist knows that freefall is a completely safe state to be in; it's the sudden stop that hurts.

i have pictures, completely and entirely uploaded, but i don't think it is such a good idea to fill up this blog with so many pictures because then this blog will take forever to load. i'll make a separate page for the pictures when i have time.

as for those of you who wonder about how the trip was, it was great overall. the only thing that made me think that it might not be such a good idea to repeat such a trip anytime soon was the 22-hour flight i had to go through to get there. the flight itself was fine, but the seat was horrible. i think we are all aware that i have sensitive buttocks who demand the comfiest, softest seat cushion to sit on, but singapore airlines was clearly not aware of that fact.

meeting up with middle-school and high-school friends was the highlight of the trip. it delighted me the most that they all still remembered me and was excited to see me. apologies to the ones i didn't have time to meet up with, but it's not my fault that you're all busy with work and senior thesis. maybe next time.

stories are aplenty, but they will be told later when i feel like typing.