Hypothetically.

Hypothetically

... What would you say to someone you're no longer friends with?

I'd say

"I don't know why or how it has dragged this long, but I'm no longer angry. And faults, it's not yours. Neither is it mine"

Hypothetically

... What would you say to a loved one who is no longer living?

I'd say

"I hope life has been as fulfilling for you as it has for me knowing you. And what is afterlife like?"

Hypothetically

... What would you say to the families of the victims of disaster?

I'd say

"You might not see it now, or tomorrow, in another 20 years, but somehow, there is a silver lining, and God willing, you will find it"

Hypothetically,

... What would you say to a friend who is miles away, connected only by mere texts and calls?

I'd say

"Each time you make an effort in keeping this friendship afloat, I feel like the luckiest person alive. Truly, phenomenally lucky"

Hypothetically,

...What would you say to a person whom you adore but never mustered the courage to tell how you feel?

I'd say

"If that day comes, the day when you realize you had a good thing waiting for you, God I hope it won't be too late"

Hypothetically,

... What would you say to a person whom you once cherished that has hurt you irreparably ?

I'd say

"I don't hate you. I'm not angry. I just want an explanation. Cause I'm tired of hurting alone, and being confused beyond reason. Please, just an explanation"

Hypothetically,

... What would you say to those you have hurt?

I'd say

"I'm sorry. I'm just so sorry. If I could match tear for tear, pain for pain, heartbreak for heartbreak, I would, in a heartbeat"

Hypothetically,

... What if half of these questions were not hypothetical?

Oh, we'll never know.

KL - Abu Dhabi - Cairo - Hellhole/Home :)

Because I live a world apart from where I'm studying (cause I'm badass that way) , I've been blessed to have been able to travel long haul flights (nothing says adventure like risking getting deep vein thrombosis).

After a while, the thrill of taking off and landing have se

em to disappear, well aside from the occasional "IS THIS THE END?" moments when turbulence takes you by surprise. And your head starts flashing images from the one episode of Air Crash Investigation you watched because you were bored. No? Only me? Fine.

Now, at 2.30 am, while waiting for my 10 am flight to Cairo at Abu Dhabi airport, I'm absolutely drained from flying

Look at absolutely-drained-from-flying face

Now look at face wondering why is EVERYONE is speaking Tagalog.

And this places is infested with Asians. Not filled, not populated, but positively overrun by them. As far as the eye could see, there were Asians. A cashier at Burger King, Filipino. A perfume salesman at Givenchy, Sri Lankan. A clerk at a pharmacy, Indian. The Asian Invasion is here, and is here to stay (and apparently snatch away all the menial jobs from the locals)

... Hey, hey, it's not racist if you're on of them. Like how Chris Rock crack racist black jokes and no one would say anything but the moment some non black guy says a racial slur, it's choo-tink-choo-tough-foo'?

That's just the way of life.

I better get some sleep before I turn into a raging maniac on some stewardess who won't pour me another cup of tea. It can happen, it can happen.

Before I go, just a little shout out to the Etihad feminine male female dumb homo flight attendant who refused to help me put my bag in the overhead cabin even after the thing almost crushed my cranium in because you were too busy gossiping with your other homo friend...

Well, you suck! *runs and hide*

I can't think of any demeaning remarks right now. I need sleep.