DEAR AIR ASIA:

I BLAME YOU as the source of my stress last night.

Original Plan: Fly with Jetstar to KL. Then fly with Air Asia from KL to Chiang Mai. Fail. Success. Fail. Then Success.

April 1, 2010, may have been the most unproductive, frustrating, stressful nights of my entire life. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry at the entire situation. I'm just glad it is over. For me to rehash the entire situation, and go over every minute detail (as I tend to do) would do absolutely nothing to help the situation. The good thing is that everything was solved (I demanded AirAsia refund us our money, and Yun demanded that they re-refund us our money, lol) And we are going to Chiang Mai, Thailand, as originally planned. And we haven't lost any money. But we had to spend some more to cover up for Air Asia's mistake. But it's okay. Breathe....Just breathe...

We were THAT close to booking Sri Lanka. Sri Lanka!!!! Can you imagine? It's like going to India. But not. And we all know that India is at the top of my list. Maybe I should look into studying abroad there? ...Oh boy.

But I booked the overnight bus tickets to KL for the 3 of us. And I went to Boon Lay Shopping Center, on a mission to pick them up. I was surprised at that little shopping place, and at how cheap everything was. It was like the run down, super cheap Asian version of Jurong Point. I liked it. I'll have to remember to go there more often.

Random Thought: I am missing my little sister. That tall, adorable little bean pole whose smile could light up any room. I wonder what she is doing right now. Well, I guess if it wasn't 3:40 am at home right now, she would probably be playing nerf guns, or bossing some boys around down the street.

I must get to work on this new paper I have to do. My life is ruled by these NTU papers. They never end. I feel like I have written more here than in my entire career so far at SDSU. Speaking of SDSU. How weird is it going to be when I go back? All of the white people. All of the frat boys. All of the sorority girls. All of the mexican food. I can't even really imagine what the adjustment is going to be like. Is everyone going to be the same? Are they going to think I am different? I really feel different, but it's hard to describe how. I am going to miss my exchange friends so much though. Because only they really understand and have experienced this whole crazy abroad thing with me. I'm going to miss the spontaneity behind everything. The failure to really plan for anything, yet deep down knowing that it will ALWAYS WITHOUT A DOUBT be absolutely amazing. The ability to just adapt to wherever, or whatever, you are doing. The beauty of exchange.