My bad luck doesn't seem to be ending. Upon arrival at Tokyo, everything was actually fine, until about 1 hour before my next connecting flight. Guess what. It's been delayed. Argh. For another 2 hours. Brilliant. And I have to walk to another waiting area, at practically the other end of the airport. Sigh. Now I have to worry about whether this flight is going to make it in time for the connecting flight after that. This sucks.

I met this American guy on this plane though. He's actually going home after army training in Korea. He's already in the last year if university. Studying environmental studies or something like that. He's quite nice, quite cute. But we don't really have a lot of things in common. It's not easy flirting when you're already feeling homesick and down in luck. Anyhow, I hope to meet more cute guys like him when I'm in a better mood. Hehe. =)

I've still got another 7 hours to go before I find out if I'll make it for the next flight and here I am seated next to this cute guy I can't really talk to. Brilliant. I wonder what my friends and family members are doing back in Singapore now. And what my potential new friends in UIUC are doing. Here I am, in the middle of nowhere, doing nothing is particular. I don't belong anywhere. This sucks too.