PLANE RIDES

sheesh guess wat i've developed a major phobia for flight-taking, and it gets worse when i'm traveling alone. i was so freaked out on e ride hm, that for e 1st time(certainly not e last time)in my life, i asked for wine on e plane :P

i cant help it, once e plane took off, i started shaking so badly n all i could feel was e fear engulfing my mind. it's driving me crazy. i was praying furiously to u-noe-who, sorry for watever i've done n watever i've not done. whenever e plane shook, my heart wld skip a beat n i'd start wondering if there's life after death, n whether death wld be painful like it is for those dat r left behind.(but i concluded it wldnt, since i'd freeze to death e moment i'm thrown out of e cabin, so technically i wont feel a thing when i crash onto ground)

den i was reminded of 'Final Destination', in which e plane exploded and ppl were literally melted away. OUCH.

and e worst scenerio was when e plane falls apart in mid-air, i'd get a free bungee jump, without e bungee of course.

so during e 1st 1/2 of my plane ride, all i could tink of were e possible ways i could die. none of them seems v welcoming, and e possibility of being reincarnated as a male makes me shudder.

i couldnt take it anymore, e fear was killing me. sth gotta knock me out, if i'm gonna die, i dun wanna know abt it.

so i was distracted for a while, eyeing every air stewardess in e cabin, wondering if i shd ask them for sleeping pills/stabilizer. but it was as gd as admitting i'm a psycho who needs medication(not dat i m), so i was faced with a dilemma, whether i shd put up with my fear, or admit i'm nuts. sheesh.

in e end red wine saved my day. after downing a glass of wine, i somehow felt more relaxed and in control. for e rest of e journey, i stared dreamily out e window, counted e minutes till it's time to land, and thanked u-noe-who for giving us wine.

juz den, i realized i have to go thru e same process every time i take a plane in e next 50 (hopefully) yrs of my life. fuck.