back, yet again

i'm back in LA, but not after one scary ride.

i stopped counting at 15. air packets, that is. it was one of the scariest rides i've had in years. (the southwest airlines flight i took from los angeles to las vegas last month still holds the record). i seriously thought we were going to crash this time because it was really, really bumpy to the point that i was already nauseous (nauseated?!).

women and children at the back screamed not once, but twice (pahiram, miss susan roces). this was during the first half of the flight. i was sleeping like a baby when i was jolted out of my sleep. i tried to regain my sleep, which i did, but after a few minutes, there it was again. it was very shaky. very scary.

i wasn't able to sleep well after that because i was waiting for the big one. the biggest one was when the plane dipped about 10 inches and i felt my body suspended in mid-air for a few seconds before my ass hit my seat again. thank god the flight became a bit smoother during the second half. i know, i know, plane rides are supposed to be safe but i always have this feeling everytime i ride a plane, 'what if this is my last plane ride' or 'what if this plane crashed'. morbid thoughts.

anyhow, i'm back. it's monday and i woke up at 3 in athe afternoon. jetlag? i don't think so. i was just tired. i didn't report for work today simply because i woke up at 3 pm. heehee. i'll work tomorrow. i still have pending articles. lots of them.