I could start with the line from my previous entry, except for the fact that it's 4am already New Zealand time and not 3am as before. Okay...now I know the cries of lame are resounding in your head right now but hey, there's not gonna be deep insights from someone who's just spent 10 hours working on a plane and who can't sleep right now cos of jet lag. Where i was confused about the intricacies of relationships, now i'm just disorientated because i look at the clocks around me and they say 4am but my handphone in S'pore time says 12am. So yeah, i don't know whether to sleep or try logging on to msn in the computer at the hotel's crew lounge so that i can chat with my friends back home.

I think I've sunk to a new low.

Anyway, at the mention of a crew lounge at this hour of the morning, I'm sure the thought that pops up in your head is the image of a host of beautiful people (well some not so without the war paint), hamming it up with booze. Well, the truth is that it's really just a room equipped with an ancient desktop (that doesn't allow you to install anything!!), a microwave and coffee and tea facilities. They vary from city to city, some are much nicer like the one in Perth that had an espresso machine much to my delight cos it means endless cups of free coffee and good cuppas they were man. It's kinda interesting actually, sitting here and observing the crew members that come in. Obviously, my predicament is a common one..most of them come in to use the microwave to heat up the middle of the night munchies, or the computer to kill the boredom, now Those are the ones that'll give me the hidden evil eye when they see me warm at the computer's seat, i say 'hidden' because we're so well trained to be cordial to one another that the real emotions never come up. Not that I'm complaining

Auckland is so cold right now, I went out for a coffee and some dinner in the evening and I came back into the hotel room with a red nose and the sniffles already. It must be below 10 degrees outside cos they're just coming out of winter. There's nothing much to do here..actually, to be honest, most of the places I've been to kinda blur into one another. Do you know the scene in View from the Top, where gwyneth paltrow keeps repeating the action of her waking up and drawing the curtains of the hotel rooms she stays in? That is how it is, most of the time, all that we get to see is the view of the city outside our hotel rooms because we've so little time at each place that the most we get to explore is the area around the hotel. Sometimes nowadays, when i wake up, I've to pause and think exactly where I am. Being alone is enjoyable at first, there's no need to accomodate anyone and I can just do my own stuff, the loneliness sets in in the wee hours of the morning. That's when you wish you had someone familiar to hug or talk to, and not have your wishes hampered by expensive idd phone calls. For now, I'll just have to settle for smses and hope that this darn computer will allow me to install msn's messenger!