Too early in the year for condolences, don’t you think?
Wheee…my unarrived bag was finally delivered today, early in the morning so much so that I had to greet the delivery guy in my pjs! (Hehe. don’t worry, I had the smarts to grab a bathrobe before going down!) I was so sleepy/blur when he buzzed my appartment, (and he had a terrible East European accent, I’m pretty sure. But then again, could just be that I was drowsy) that I was pretty sure he would have this irritated frown when I saw him because of my multiple "Pardon?"s. But surprisingly, he had this cheery smile. How can he be so cheerful so early in the morning - and with that freaking cold wind blowing??? Oh well, either his happiness was infectious or I was just overjoyed at seeing my long-missed bag (prob the latter), but soon I was wearing a cheery smile too! Haha.
I asked the guy if I was to receive any compensation for the last 2 days I had to survive without my bag (although, haha, there was nothing much in there that I couldn’t do without) and then he told me he wasn’t sure because THERE WERE THOUSANDS OF BAGS that arrived late. Can you believe that? He said it was because Heathrow was so busy! Apparently from early morning YESTERDAY till early morning today, they’ve been sorting bags out. Now I don’t know who to blame - the airport or the airline? Because when I called Emirates yesterday, they told me they had A LOT of bags backlogged since a couple of days ago and then gave me a number to dial for compensation. (Which is only open on monday! So i still don’t know if i’m going to get any compensation!) Aish, I guess I’ll just blame both….
Oh, and Peter (Njuguna), here’s your thank you for supposedly somehow getting my bag back for me! 
bRrrr.. Must’ve been freezing standing outside Heathrow in this cold! And you went all the way to Zone 6 for me?? Awwww. But why did you send it so early in the morning? You know what an olympic class-sleeper I am, right?
Haha. Anywayz, this was not the real reason why I wanted to blog. The real reason is because of the sad news I heard from Peter Niemetz. (There are 2 Peters in my course).
Well, was just talking to Peter (Niemetz) about the hols and he told me he had a terrible one. His bestfriend passed away on 2 Jan 2006, due to testicle cancer AND a brain tumour. When he told me this, suddenly all the fun I had during my Xmas break seemed so small. Even my bitter-sweet romance seemed so trivial compared to what he went through. Can you imagine - celebrating the new year by watching your bestfriend die? What worse a way to start the year! And that guy was only 19. I don’t blame him for having no mood at all to study for the wave test on Wednesday. In fact, I don’t know how I would handle such a situation.
To never see a close friend/family ever again ??? It seems almost unbearable. Somehow when you leave them for 3 months or 6 months or even 1 year or even for "till we meet again" (as when I left HOlland), it doesn’t seem as bad. But knowing that they don’t exist anymore, that there’s no way of reuniting besides in some afterlife … that just seems so sad.
So anyway, Peter’s experience kinda taught me something. You never know what’s gonna happen tomorrow so to all my friends out there I LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU…. And Insya-Allah, don’t die on me please…
