Its freaking 4.30am in Stockholm now. Nothing fucks with you more after fighting jet lag and getting to sleep and somebody calls you and wake you up. My first night in Stockholm and i'm feeling really lonely now. Hu hu... Was in Paris yesterday and what an experience it was. Just too bad that i wasn't with my love one. It was bloody romantic walking down the streets. The withered trees on the sidewalk by those anciently beautiful architectures, and you are alone, made it worse. I will post some pics that i took with my pathetic Razr cam. Forgot bout my camera and i had to make do with my phone.
Yesterday when i was at Charles De Gaulle Airport, Paris waiting to board my flight to Stockholm, the security alarm ranged. I was just checking this French chick up when i saw with the side of my eyes, a bloody big batalion of soldiers armed with French made rifles marched towards me. One of them headed towards me and pulled me to the side. I panicked like when your mum caught you red-handed jerking off in the room. I thought to myself, 'Are they gonna pull me in because i'm a Malaysian?'. Then he took my bags and body checked me. Apparently there was a tip off on some terrorists attack. SO THEY HAD TO CONDUCT CHECKS ON DUBIOUS LOOKING CHARACTERS. Fuck, i felt so offended that i wanted to tickle this 'macho' soldier in specs. Anyway, the flight was delayed an hour and a half. The whole 2 hours flight to Stockholm, i was feeling uneasy and fidgety, imagining the soldiers did not check the plane thoroughly and the bomb was still planted in the plane. Its not funny thinking that the plane may explode in mid-air.
Ok i guess i better hit the bed again. Hopefully, i can fall back into sleep again.
See you guys!