In-Flight Entry

(Written on board)

It's been roughly four hours since I boarded. It doesn't feel like that much time has passed. I still feel like I'll leave Seoul in a short while and will be back to Vancouver like nothing happened. I thought this day would never come. I had hoped. In a way. But at the same time I craved some kind of project. Production. Life is meaningless without it. Even now I have no idea what I'll be doing at the law firm. Perhaps it'll consist of mindless errands. My job will be easier if it is indeed so.

I've been staring at the monitor in front of me, watching The Lincoln Lawyer and part way through Kill the Irishman. My eyes are pretty sore but I don't feel like going to sleep yet. Guess I'm more excited than I'm willing to admit. Going to Korea had been a nightmare to me. Until now. It's funny how quickly I can adapt to survive. Despite all my bullshit and stubbornness I've proven from time to time that I can change.

A couple of hours ago when the plane took off, the row I was sitting in felt a sharp bump and rattling. We were all spooked. I started imaging the plane splitting in half and that I would be yanked away from my seat real slow like they do in disaster movies. Just missing the edge of the rope by a second. Luckily that didn't happen. Or has yet to happen. Fingers crossed.

Although I'm pretty psyched about the work I am not enjoying the prospect of having to deal with GRE pretty much as soon as I get there. I thought I'd be free from exams when I graduated. At least for a while. My prediction is that while I won't completely mess up, I won't be doing that well either, leading my parents to force me to take once more. Or actually, as many times as it takes for me to get a high percentage.

On another note, I cracked a nail while I was trying to get to my carry-on luggage that I put up in the overhead bin. I was trying to lift the lid up and the damn thing just fell on my seat. Thank god I didn't hurt anyone.

I bought some stuff off their in-flight duty-free shop. It's a brilliant tactic, really. You're confined to a small space with boredom and a credit card, and of course you'll want to buy something. Something you probably don't need and can go for a cheaper substitute. I convinced myself (and when it comes to shopping I don't need much persuasion) that I needed the Guelain marble blush thingy and a Bobby Brown eyeliner set. I don't need them, technically, but I wanted to get them for the pure sake of getting them. Sometimes these impulses make me pretty sick. But I can't help it. It's an addiction. I try to fill in the void in my life with materials. Doesn't everyone do that? I'm just more up front about it, I'd like to think.

I think I'm going to try to fall asleep now. My eyes hurt.

+ Post-flight note:

I virtually had no sleep throughout this flight. I rested well at night though.