back from hongkong

i just got home. slept through most of the flight, watched constantine on the plane but i caught myself from dozing off while watching. (i don't think it is that good but there was something in the bit when a light surrounded him shielding him from satan that was powerful i felt).

glad to be home. despite feeling exhausted, it felt nice breathing in the smell of home, ...

p/s: seeri, i got the plastic smirnoff! almost missed my flight, coz' i forgot there was a second round of security check and there was huge queue. hmm... i was the last one to board the plane. this whole trip from the beginning i have been running after planes and making it just by the skin of the neck.