Help! Friends! A guinea pig tricked me!

A revision to the schedule below:

2245: Announcement regarding blogwriter's flight to London. Flight MH002 to London Heathrow will now be departing at 1240am instead of 1140pm. We apologise for the delay.

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Is school starting ALREADY?

To the regular reader of this blog (How many of you? Raise your hands!....oh.), it may appear as if one moment I am complaining heartily about my internship at KLPac, the next moment I am bumming around KLIA, waiting for my flight back to the UK. It is a testament to my indolence regarding this blog, but really (really!)...I have nothing to say. Alright, so those who know me in person might argue otherwise, but lots of what I tend to get gobby about surrounds events in my personal life, which I refuse to broadcast over the web for casual readers. Hence, impersonal and unimportant details such as this:

September 27th 2005

1730: Parents bickering over Father's chronic lateness on a golfing day, hence compromising Daughter's ability to catch flight. Little sister does not care and goes upstairs to watch TV. Dog stares balefully. Leave house.
1800: Arrive at Senai airport, JB. Check in. Eat a Dunkin' Donut. Farewells to parents.
1840: Flight to KLIA. Blogwriter ponders meaning of life and how to waste the 4 hours in KLIA til her next flight to Heathrow. FOUR FRIGGIN' HOURS!!!
1930 - 2310: Starbucks coffee + aimless wandering + lustful gazing at Hermes scarves + spending remains of ringgit + observing the stereotypes that abound in this encapsulation of the world - Japanese looking kooky and taking pictures; Chinese looking like straw-hatted peasants and taking pictures; African-americans wearing baggy pants and heavy gold jewellery; A Latino couple having a heated argument; British drinking beer and watching football; A few fat Americans. It's all true, I tell you!

My schedule shall then continue as follows:

2340: Flight to London.
0550 (28th Sept): Touch down. Wait for ages in airplane. Wait for ages in passport line. Wait for ages for luggage claim.
0810: Catch National Express coach to Coventry.
1000: Arrive at Pool Meadow Bus Station in Coventry. Weather forecast - wet. What a surprise. Catch a cab to Warwick University.
1015: Arrive in Warwick. Collect keys to new campus residence. Begin 3rd and final year by skipping classes for the rest of the day.

See, personal life - nothing! However, if you are planning to stalk and kidnap me, I fear I may have made things rather easy.

Too lazy to type

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Hiatus regrettably longer than planned

Effusive and insincere apologies for not updating the blog. The author will be back very soon with selective updates on her life...if you're really that interested.

In the meantime, relationship advice from a certain ginger housemate:
'Just put a condom in his hand and say Ah, if you're lucky, you might get to use that tonight.'