Memento Mori.

Hello, from a land far away.

Turns out there is an afterlife, a place beyond death. I'm yet to be sure though, but the crash seemed so real. If you haven't heard about it on the news yet, I'm sure that you soon will.

I don't know whether this is classified as heaven, it's certainly not like the stereotypes we see on television shows in this era. I don't even know if anyone will read this, if anyone back in my old life can communicate with me, please give me a sign [seems kind of ironic now that life as I know it is now over.] I probably should have chosen a much more different environment to spend my eternity days in. See it works like this ...

I distinctly remember the horror of the plane crash, an engine failure of some sort, but let's not go into that, it's irrelevant. I'm quite sure I was out before the plane crashed, so I was unsure of the details. I wake up from my slumber, and I'm in a place unfamiliar to me. As real as it gets, as lifelike as my old life. I hear a voice, it asks me where I should like to spend my new life. It all happened so fast, I didn't know what to do, in hindsight, I should have given it more thought. "back from where I came from", I thought was a good enough answer. There was no reply from the enigmatic voice, there was however, a flash of blinding light, that sucked you in, as if you were a tiny dust particle flowing through the seemingly empty vacuum of space and time.

Then I really wake up, back on my plane to Vietnam, back to where I was before the plane crashed. Did the crash really happen, and I'm just a pawn in someone's game? Or was it all just a horrific dream? I am unsure, but I grow paranoid, what of my friends, what of my family? The people look real enough, but am I in the same existence? The same world I was in before? My dad responds to me well enough, but is he really my dad? I want answers, I want them quick.

I will update this post regularly, if I can.

No I'm only kidding, I haven't lost my mind, yet.

The trip so far hasn't been worth it, the plane trip went swimmingly enough. Except for the plane food and the landing. The things I dread most about flying to be honest. There is nothing worse than plane food, just the smell revolts me. So I planned ahead and bought various food from McDonalds and packed that aboard 8D. Entering my cousin's house, I find that the traffic was just as bad as it was last time, but the city is equally as alive.

I'm only here for six more days [YESSS], and I managed to get my phone working calling to Australia from here. :D Yay. And the weather is unbelievably gay, or as they used to call it, homosexual. It's hot and stuffy, and when it's not, it's flooding the streets like Sudanese people in Noble Park x349805904325. I plan to get a lot of the shopping done tomorrow and shiz, and going to Sze Ken/Kevin Tao [Nerd reference] it out for the next few days to avoid any means of contact with relatives. Obviously I'd be more cyber active, but the interwebz is out back home. Go figure.

Tl;dr =

Pros:
- Procrastinavitis is gone.
- Cheap DVD's!
- I'm on holidays? =\
- Cheap food. :]

Cons:
- Gay weather.
- Gay flight.
- Gay people.
- TV is out of service.
- Internet is out of service.
- It's still hot when it's raining.

To do list over whole trip.
- DVD shopping.
- Take some half decent photos.
- Finish biology study.
- Finish Sophie's World [book].
- Finish Dr Jekyll + Mr Hyde/The Picture of Dorian Gray.
- Finish Japanese homework.
- Finish Maths assignment.
- Regularly stay in touch with people back in Aus.
- Avoid unnecessary contact with relatives.



Carpe Diem quam minimum credula postero.

[Seize the day and place no trust in tomorrow.]