That's it, man. I hate flying. I've just been informed that because I reached San Francisco a little too late, my luggage is not checked in on time, they may not arrive at Champaign, Illinois, even when I do. Like huh?? Damn it.

Yet again, I am seated next to this cute American guy. But he's a little anti-social. I'm feeling anti-social too, so the chance is yet again wasted. Hahahaha..

Anyway, feeling tired, uncomfortable and generally pissed, somehow I think this flight to UIUC doesn't make a very good start to my new life abroad. Sigh~