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Wendy Chung. 13 August 1990. QUT – BNE,AUS .
♥’s: cows, beach, swim, party, dance, movies, reading, new places, sushi, pink, shopping, baking, enjoying life to the fullest and novels are my favourite things.
Tuesday 17 February 2009

My dad wanted to leave me at the airport alone. He kept asking me to go in to the departure hall because everyone was tired.Everyone meaning my mum, him and Mandy.

Before that, I went to the airport at like 9.30 to weigh my bags, I had an estimation that my stuffs would go over by 1kg or 2kg and my hand carry would be over by 3. I weighed it and I was right! Well sorta, check in baggage over weight by 1.8kg and hand carry overweight by 3kg. So went home and started repacking again. In the end I only took out stuffs to stuff in my bag pack. Problem solved.

Okay back to my dad pestering to go in. I didnt want to go in so early because then I'd have to wait one and a half hours inside. Its the Brunei airport! There is absolutely nothing to do inside! I've been texting Larrie this whole time and when I told him my dad kept asking me to go in, he said he would come and teman me if he had someone to go pick him up.

45mins left and I saw that my dad was getting cranky, I didnt want to upset him, so I started walking to the departure hall, then Larrie called and said he was coming with Charles. So they waited for the two of them to get here, then my parents left.