I Missed my Flight. Fuck You Universe.

Just need a quick rant cos I hate wasting my hard earned money. Arghhh. I had to skip my flight (last minute) today and I cannot get a refund. 

On a happier note, lookie at my travel accessories. I got the Hello Kitty pillow at the airport on my last trip to Scotland (cos we left our place in such a fluster.. had to drop Lola off and all... that I left my old one at home. That was a ugly black Samsonite one anyway).  Then my brother's fiancé gave me this Hello Kitty eye mask last week. So now it's all matchy.  I will need an overnight bag to match. And maybe some fluffy pink air plane socks.

Just because I'm in a chatty rattling off kind of mood... I shall share with what happened on my last flight to Bangkok.

I went there to shoot the #HollyJeanXClubCouture collection (launching soon!), when I boarded, I saw a fat white man seated at the end of the plane and we immediately locked eyes as I walked down the aisle, and I remember chanting in my head- " hope I'm not next to him. Hope I'm not next to him."

I was.

I sat down and just ignored him (as most Singaporeans do). But then even before the plane could take off, he turned to me and started chatting. Urghh!

He's from Melbourne, I forgot his name. He asked if I were from Malaysia.   -_- 
He told me he was in the film industry and he owns a production company .. he makes films and he just went to Cannes etc (yeah.. ok buddy). Then he asked what I do, and I said I was a writer/blogger. And he said he writes too.

He asked me what I was going to Bangkok for, so I told him that I designed some clothes, and I was going there to have a look at them ( I didn't tell him I was going there to have a photoshoot). Low and behold, he says he used to be in the fashion industry too, but more of HIGH FASHION.

He then tells me he can live anywhere in the world, and travels a lot. He was really talking a big game (but I was getting increasingly unimpressed). Here he was in Scoot, at the tail end of the plane. His clothes were crap, nothing about it says he used to be in the fashion industry  (HIGH FASHION some more leh ) or anywhere remotely near fashion. He was wearing a stretched out t-shirt that has seen better days, and shorts... like those cotton shorts with elastic waist. He also had a stale type body odour. AND he took his sports shoes off during the flight and his feet stank. Not kidding. (Luckily it's a short flight).

Then he slipped in the question damn casually, "So are you attached?"

I reply that I'm married.

That shut him up so quickly. It was like flipping a switch. He started reading his inflight magazine intently, and basically ignored me the rest of the journey. Wtf.

I can't remember who I sat with on my flight back to Singapore, I don't even remember if it was a guy or girl. Strange.

You know, when I was single, every time I travelled by plane, I would actually get excited thinking who I would sit next to, and I would always hope it's a hot guy! (but I seldom got what I wanted). Am I the only one like that? lol.

I don't wish that anymore though...  because now, if I do sit next to a hot guy, I would feel like - Damn it! What a waste!!   haha

Ok I don't feel so bad about wasting my flight tickets anymore. Good night universe, please start to be kinder to me and those I love.