It's 5 a.m. in the morn on the second day back from my trip abroad. I think it's jetlag. Or maybe some things just don't change.
I came home from work, had something to eat and scheduled a catch up with Ian. It was 7:15 p.m. when I set the alarm for 8:20 with 10 minute snooze intervals for a 9:10 p.m catch up. I woke up thinking i was late for work and was about to get ready when i looked at the clock and it was 12 a.m. I was so confused. Checked my phone and it was still snoozing and saw a message from Ian received at 10 p.m. saying how he guesses we're not catching up anymore. I'm sooo sorry.
The day before
I arrived home at 6 a.m. the day before and seeing that i slept throughout most of the flight, i did not feel all that tired. I only watced one complete movie which was the last one and one that i've watched before, Zoolander. I slept through most of Three Days, Harry Potter and The King's Speech.
Upon reaching home, I unpacked, did the laundry, headed out for lunch and voluntarily headed in for half a day's work. I thought it was a good idea and a cure for jetlag and resetting the body clock.
After waking up
So, upon waking up, I took in the laundry, made instant noodles, washed the dishes and sent out the song list for Sunday. All this between 12-5 a.m. I think i should get some sleep now.
Goodnight.
Coming up:
NYC: Convo with a taxi driver
NYC: Convo with a homeless
NYC: Convo with a hairstylist
