haw. isn't this wierd.

bak home i was like, it's not 2 am yet, i wun sleep. here, i wanna go to bed the minute i get home. but there are a ton of stuff standing my my way. there's the dishes to do(i pretty much do all of it cos er herm, someone else just won't) , i have to bathe, work on the computer for a while, wait for my hair to dry, wash my clothes. I give in. I so tired. but i really appreciate how much my mom does around the house even though she's all tired(i mean you're bound to be) getting off work. Pretty much EVERYTHING that goes towards making the daily functioning of the 3 other lazy people possible, is her 'responsibility'. See how scary that 'everything' word there is, i bolded it so that you know how sick in the stomach i feel just thinking about how selfish i was whicle i was at home (singapore).

Cos i pretty much feel like i'm in her shoes here. Sunday night i took out what looked like 1 week or so worth of trash cos my other flatmates just wun. Seriously i don't noe how people contend with that kinda mess, argh, thinking about it just makes me dizzy. Anyway, that wasn't a very nice experience, cos you've ter walk out into the freaking cold night to dump stuff. And out of the 3 times the trash has been cleared around the apartment, I did it twice.

i don't know which part of my stupid, elitist, self centered brain tells me that it's ok to not lift a finger and do an ounce of work bak in my singapore home. i'm gonna disintegrate that with some super acidic soda while i'm here. And because somebody cleans up after you out of love doesn't mean they necessarily have to. Allowing that to happen is in itself a betrayal of that love. gosh, now i really feel bad about my mom.

ahhhh....problems...they suck...up the world

tues....4 more to go

Aw, i totally regretted not bringing my camera out today. we went to jefferson city, capital city of missouri, interviewed a senator (wwoooohh), and then went the other way of the spectrum to loose creek, a small farm town (well i should say small cos they do own a lot of farmland, but the population is like...i not sure they even have a thousand people, like there were a few small neighboorhoods you can see from one end to another, that's all) We kinda took a wrong route so i got to drive through rocky country tracks(seriously), and see meandering rivers and cows on the side, and all the quaint country houses (i would personally call them shacks) along the way. it was absolutely sweet!

Well then again, it was a loooonnnnng day man. Actually we just came nack from the rec center where we sat in the sauna room with all our clothes on. haha. some of our ambassadors took us.

The woes of a tv journalist

my first day at work and i got the biggest shock of my life.

ok, maybe not the biggest, but definately wasn't very pleasant.

Well i dun wanna put it that way either cos i got to do (and watch and learn) some pretty amazing stuff.

Ok so this was really one of those best and worst days thing. i start with the bad stuff (which always feature prominently in my blog anyway thank yew)

the people at KOMU weren't the friendliest bunch of people on the earth. at least not to strangers...or new comers. I swear there was this girl who stared at me pretty fiendishly. And ahhhh....everyone is like so preoccupied with their own work, or their own self, or their own happy little world, that nobody has the altruism to throw some concern my way.

aw C'mon i'm just a poor lil international student who's scared on the first day of work!

Ok, and then the whole day i was shadowing this reporter, who was apparently having one of the most extreme reporting shifts ever, and didn't get to eat or drink anything on the way. he was so busy i swear i didn't see him use the bathroom the whole day. So you bet it was tiring. for me oso! I think he was really spent by all of that at the end of the day. cos it was like a pressure cooker literally and along the way i tot he was kinda psyche and nervous, and had to work with such a tight deadline. I couldn't do that for nutz man.

and not to mention we had a 12 hour shift today. 8 to 8. Actually it was more than than, 13 hr maybe. sucks. but it didn't feel that long cos he was so busy and stuff. But i got kinda bored watching. ahah.

and it was soooo cold. ffffffffff. i almost die-ed out there. where got place in the world so bloddy cold one, the stupid wind chills.

Snow is like good if it's not cold. ok bullshit!

How for the good part of today. (drumroll)

For one, Jason is a bloody good journalist. I truely believe that from the bottom of my heart. He's professional, careful, confident, and good with AVID XPRESS !!!! and not to mention he can drive, which of cos is one skill that i would love to haf. wAAAAH i feel like a 3 year old kid...can't drive!

okie...KOMU is not very rich and most of the reporters are students, so they pretty much do everyting themselves. If i wasn't shadowing jason today he would be pretty much doing everything from shooting, interviewing, filming his own stand ups, write his own scipt, edit his own vid, and drive his own van. WAH LAO is the two words. Ok since i wasn't much help he pretty much did all that. gosh.

avid isn't something i excel in and now i'm really panickin. since i'll probably need to edit something in like half and hour. seriously i don't know if i could even get the program started in half an hour. Si liao. wAAAhhh (wail). but jason is seriously good at it, well he has to. seriously i never seen someone edit something and voice it over soo fast. maybe oneday i'll be as good.

anyway...that was a distracting. i was going to say that he did 3 live shots today, you noe like live from a location, the anchor intro you and you go live liddat. so i gotta see the live truck and all that stuff.

the story was headline news

so that was my first day. we'll see wat happens on the 2nd.

missing home already....

ps. ok, thanks for getting to the end of this horrificly long and boring post. You're a real fren. But i know how bad a blogger i've been recently, you must understand the self censorship sia...i've got another better blog though.(wink) mail me.

AMISH

Fielddtrip day! We're gonna see Amish people at Jamesport.

160 miles away, 3-hr roadtrip from Columbia.

A LOT of travelling, and everytime the van moves we just slept and slept. er, Not very happening sia.

Well at first i thought it'll be like stepping into a scene in "Witness", so i picture it to be like this 18th century-ish thing with like a town central and Amish people walkin around in stores...well, it's wasn't quite like what i thought. The Amish people do not live in the towns so while we were at Jamesport we didn't see any of them. They live in the country, and sparsely, and machiam never step out of the house so the best view we've got of them was like a group of ladies walkin along the road and those in the country stores.

Aw...and they were't wearing the bonnets like we saw in the pictures so that's kinda disappointing, i wonder if there's a reason to that.

And most of the time we could only look from the car cos it's like the place was too freakin big to walk and it's next to impossible to expect them to invite you into their houses if you are thick-skin enough to ever go knocking onto one.

Okie I'll try my best to describe it, it was quite an experience still despite all the boring bits of the trip, cos afterall this is one terribly intriguing people. A community and way of life so strong it's like an unbreakable code. And the rest of the world can only watch on the outside.

The countryside was simply just rows and rows of dry, wheat coloured plains of nothing, kinda sad and lonely though i would say, and then there are these houses, standing far and few between in the nothingness, lonely. Some of them are kinda gruby and broken on the side. behing the closed doors and shut windows they're full of tales.

It's scary, On the one hand they stand so stark against the plains and the sky, staring back at you, but then, they're too hidden, and kept. And to know their secrets means to give up everything you have in exchange, and be one of them, be Amish. How can one understand what it means to live without conveniences, luxury, technology, and contact with anyone on the outside world, anything beyond the edge of the fields. And to conduct oneself in such strictness, and complinace and obedience to the family and community. No individuals, no persons, somehow this is a way of live that seemly defies every human whimp and nature - selfishness and hedonism.

Yet the village looked so quiet and at ease with itself, so in its element all else is rejected. We can only wonder how would it be to be inside, huh.

Well maybe some of you don't get what I'm saying, well, it's a good time to learn something new. go goggle amish and read that. i can't tell you everything, it'll take pages.

i really admire them, and i don't think it's wierd. When one person is in trouble or has no money, everyone pools together their money and helps out. Literally no one is poor in the community, isn't that kinda close of the ideals of communism, everyone works out of the good of their heart...you noe. I really think the Amish themselves are a political ideology.

Well enough of that, i could go on forever.

I also got to milk a cow, yew...the utter feels wierd. And we brought back some famos chocolate milk. yeah. But then i gotta remember not to eat ice cream cos crystal said that the US has too much dairy product and it's easier to get breast cancer. shrugs...ok...watever, i stay away fr ice cream....ya lar i kia si can?

Oh and we ended up in a piano bar at the end of it. Boy people do outrageous things on stage in these American bars like sing offensive songs and dance crazy and grope people on stage. yucks! I'm staying away from the stage dude.

I hope you'll like the photos. Gonna start internship tmr...totally freakin out. Somebody save me!

http://jazzyjazzi.multiply.com/photos/album/9

and i took some more beautiful snow pictures too. see.

http://jazzyjazzi.multiply.com/photos/album/10

We listened to Kansas City Star Columnist, Lewis Diuguid, talk today (then of cos there was a fabulous dessert buffet which i did not touch a morsel of cos i was so full from dinner, it's a pity cos i reallie like the cakes there). We were thick skinned enough to ask 4 a foto. I mean with every important person you see it's always good to sneak out.

This was in conjunction with the Martin Luther King's Day celebrations and so of cos the sbj matter was race. Well race is a big thing, kinda touchy here in America and so it was of interesting subject matter, the talk. But then as this guy was like talkin talkin...my fren got bored and was sinkin in her seat rite! and i was like...okie...hullo!!you don't like doze of in something like this man. I mean everything that was being said at that moment (if i even manage to catch and comprehend it all) is serious, important stuff and it's like so not right to even DISPLAY disinterest. And i just dont see how anyone found it boring. I mean yes the speaker was kinda not a very good speaker cos he was going to fast but man he's a very clever guy and all that intelligent stuff that was coming out...i mean, you don't get speeches like these in SIngapore!Helloooo.

Well anyway, being here with all the jorunalism air ard me, inflitating every pore, is kinda convincing me to become one too although i always wanted to do film. But this idea is beginning to get planted in my head so suddenly journ doesn't seem like such a bad idea too. I mean, jaded or otherwise, journalism might be one of the most sacred and intellectually stimulating jobs around. But it doesn't pay well. WELLLLLL

KOPN radio

Today we visited an independent radio station, or rather community radio. It was cool that we gotta go on air and stuff but i reallie wasn't too fazed by that. Well after all i DID talk for entire hours on radio fusion AT the school canteen DURING lunch hour, and I DJ-ed the thing too...so er...yah a couple of announcements don't like get me jumping over the moon. Hmmm...but probably it was fun for 1st timers. Somehow radio isn't reallie my thing.

But the station is like so good ole down-to-earth small-time volunteer based that i guess it was fun to haf a look. They've got all these vinyl records and shelves of CDs that they play individually so it's like...okie...this is reallie old fashion. And people pay to support the radio. Can you believe, it;s like where got people pay to listen to free-to-air radio in Singapore one. I think maybe the stations pay you to listen more like man. And KOPN runs 24/7. Guess how much work that is. Well i guess that gives everyone in town pretty much an equal chance to get heard!. Haw haw.

Oh and they don't do advertisements, they kind of 'promote' businesses on a 'giving information' basis. So no fancy jingles and stuff. and lots of announcements. did i say i'm not a radio person. haha.

I'm starting internship next week and i'm so not ready. Shit

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Wow, i've been here for close to 2 weeks already. It doesn't feel that long. Certain things still hasn't get done in the house, like cleaning up the bathroom, the kitchen, taking out the trash...hmmm...it's kinda pissing me off cos we're sharing the apartment with 2 other girls, and although they got here way earlier than we had it didn't seem they did much cleaning round this place either. And they haven't once taken out the trash or like displayed any initiative to clean up the mess on the kitchen floor which obviously spilled out of some food they bought and stached away in the fridge. It's not very nice believe me. Argh. And Crystal and I are just cussing inside but what could we do man. We're not telling them in the face! That's too confrontational for someone whom you (do not really) only know for 2 weeks and will only see for like 3 more. Okie...am i like talking in a big paragraph...aw I'm too lazy to paragragh this. Well let's just say living on your own isn't all that great a deal, sometimes the distance, being so far away from my parents scares me. Not that i really miss them or what but when I imagine how damn far i am from you guys it just a bit scary. Like no one you love can reach you now. Well I wouldn't say this place is very exciting, cos the students aren't like gonna come up to you and go like "Hi, you must be an exchange student! Let's hang out tonight!" Well, i dont meet many of the students, probably just the ambassadors but not like the regular people. All i meet are the staff and teachers who teaches only me and Crystal. Seriously most of out training are held specially for the two of us only! Ok that's WAY too preferential treatment for my taste. Gosh...Well it's not like i really like the students here anyway, most of them just seem like stupid American kids, although i noe that's not true cos this is afterall MU, but, it's like everytime i see white kids i go like, haw haw, stupid american kids taking over the streets.! shrieks, ok you must think i'm going crazy liao. I'm not talkin anymore. I'm not even gonna say goodbye.

photos first: http://jazzyjazzi.multiply.com/photos/album/6

i've got a reporting assignment and i'm kinda screwed right now. so i can't blog now and i'll do it when that's all sorted out.

phew

NEW BLOG ; EXCULSIVE ACCESS

It's finally here. I've got me-self a new bloggie to talk about all the things that really shouldn't see light on this page itself. gosh I will be dishin some dirt!

But being a very sharing person, i shall let'cha haf the access to it if you email me a request. Er... but see ah...i'm still like the gatekeeper here, i can just refuse to. WAhahah! suddenly i feel so powerful. So yah my email : usurper_85@hotmail.com

seriously you are just ba gua lor

more photos: http://jazzyjazzi.multiply.com/photos/album/5

I realised how many people have this blog address so i'm really beginning to heavily self censor . Don't get me wrong, most of the people who are reading are under my ok list - meaning somehow they have hardened ears for taking vulgarities (though I always keep that to a minimum), or they are not conveniently within my vicinity such that they make targets for blog discussion. Gosh suddenly I'm so meek here. And my blog's turning into a nice girly travel log. Give it sometime, I'll probably start another one. Very soon I'll stop posting the link on my msn so take down the url yah.

Had a couple of frustrating days, somehow I refuse to be a stayhome animal here. Hey! we are in america, if you can't have fun here, where can you! I have so had enough of staying home. URGH.

Over the weekends it snowed quite a bit. Snowflakes are super pretty and also super transient creatures, they melt upon touching anything, it's as though they can't bear anyone owning that beauty and hence chooses the path of destruction.

In the snow we went to columbia mall and all the coveted brands are there- American Eagle, Amercrombie and fitch (ok forgif the spelling). yah how exciting, and they are really cheap cos they are on sale. I had a hard time controlling the shopping bug. haha. Don't worry everyone at home gets something too. Mail me your request! Shit i regret saying that.

Yesterday we had the first day of pre internship training... something i feel very privileged to be attending. Literally me and crystal had a 4 hour, one-to-one session with prof Baden, a man of several credentials, and knowledgable former journalist, definately the perfect person to talk about "US media". We are scheduled to have 3 of such sessions, can you imagine. The whole time we have his exclusive attention and we learn invaluable knowledge by the second. You won't even dream of being coached by any professor like that back home! ME!! - REally really lucky girl.

till nxt time...

photo alert

http://jazzyjazzi.multiply.com/photos/album/4

enjoy

bball

Basketball is hot in America. We went to a college game (mizzou vs Kansas city) and it's huge. Everything is huge. The stadium, the fans, the Big ass monitor, the snack bars, the attitude. So different from home. People here really cheer (the ah mahs ah gongs and the childrens too) , they have cheerleaders, and they are also totally unabashed with boo-ing at the opponent's team. Intermittently, the camera starts taking random shots of people in the audience, and if you're caught on "kiss TV" with another person, you kiss. Lesson here, don't sit in front or next to the opposite gender. HA

We had to walk there in the ice. Seriously I haven't seen so much ice before. It was brutally cold and so hard to walk in. shrudders.

Ice Ice Baby

It rained, and the rain turns into ice...it's that cold.

Gosh was i excited. For someone who never saw snow, this was the closest it could get. Well over the weekends we are supposed to get some snow, so let's wait and see. It's supposed to be fluffy, unlike this hard icy blanket which is covering pretty much everything. Like the whole town turned into a popsicle in a coupld of minutes. Everywhere was white. At least it's romantic....AWWWW.

Gee...somehow I don't feel homesick. yet.

guys, I reallie gotta apologise for bloggin like the newspaper man these couple of days. It's like i get so little time with laptop cos i haven' got a convertor and charging it is a bit of a problem. Also i reallie wanna preserve as much of my fish memory as possible in writing, and lastly i'm not really thinkin philosopical the past few days so when i'm not crappy i can't write. Well I'll get better in a few days i promise. Hope i didn't bore you out.

Pei Yu loves everyone at home!


here, pictures
http://jazzyjazzi.multiply.com/photos/album/3
i hope you guys can access. i dun know. Will someone tell me if otherwise. If not it's stupid for me to kip posting

photos of me!!!! i know u wanna see them!!!!

photo links

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pizza and beer

Shakespeare's pizza is good. and cheap. I'm gonna be eating alot of those. In fact I'm a little concern that I may be eating too much and I kinda think my tummy grew a lil bigger when i looked in the mirror. It's like I'm proper meals but that could just be an illusion cos everything is high fat so in fact i could be consuming more cals than what's good for the waistline. And I drank a whole cup of beer before i slept and that's calories that didn't occur to me when i bought it. Anyway beer's cheap, like 2 bucks a mug, huge one. And i heard it could be as cheap as like 25 cents some place.

This place that we went to is a small town, home ground bar and the people in there pretty much know each other. (this place is full of small homey bars) We went with out "buddy", this gal who was like the ambassador takin care of us. She plays rugby and apparently the whole team was there. But then they kinda just left us out. But still we made a new fren Linda who stuck with us. When the Korean kids came we joined them. They were susposedly out drinkin everyday.

still feeling my way and getting used to thing and the way people live. Some kids are really stupid and the things they talk about are like er.

*pictures to come*

shoppin

It’s our first (full) day at Columbia and Angie took us out for breakfast because we have absolutely no food of our own (but seriously, who eats breakfast back home anyway). Both of us woke up like damn early cos we obviously couldn’t sleep after we got so much of that the previous day, and so we wasted the wee hours of the morning like doing wat-nots and just getting dressed.

Then we took a walk round the block and realizing the morning was too bloody cold we gave up and went inside again.

For breakfast we went to some pancake joint (4got the name) and ate a whole lot. Boy are we glad we did because one, the meal was on her (or rather the AAC) and two, it lasted us all the way up till dinner, which we had at about 4pm. Even that’s provided cos Angie got us 2 sandwiches to go each. How I wish everyday can liddat. Haha. Anyway pancakes and American breakfasts are so filling and I bet, unhealthy, that I suddenly feel like eating plain porridge. Who knows what all that fats will do to the waistline. And I’ve got 6 months here, better not to risk it.

Then, Walmart. This place sells practically everything. We chalked up a small fortune worth of necessities, including a vacuum cleaner that is happily charging itself next to my laptop now, to its dismay cos I haven got a converter to charge my laptop now and I’m totally off power and the internet.

We took a nice campus stroll around the classic rustic buildings of MU and basically chilled out (quite literally) in the afternoon. I was like, shit, this is so much cooler than NTU, which is like, *shiver* er, so ugly.

Well I’m so damn tired now I wanna go to bed!!!! It’s barely 6, haha. Anyway it’s totally dark outside and great for sleeping so…….till tomorrow!

horrible plane ride

I’M IN AMERICA. Wow!

What a day, I never wanna get on a plane again. It was a horrible 24 hrs getting crammed up in the plane and transiting and getting horribly mixed up nights and days. I wouldn’t say I’m jet lagged now, but how time is different and horribly illusive is a disgusting feeling. And my parents are experiencing day now, it’s 2.37pm in Singapore and something is 12am here. Outside is freezing cold, I had a rude shock, but no snow yet.

The day started with my parents and a very grumpy brother sent me to the airport at 4 in the morning. I cried, not like I can help it. Then crystal and I were on our own. The immigration people really check all your stuff lor, and it was damn troublesome. The first flight took 6 hrs (felt like eternity cos we were sandwiched by two ever sleeping guys in the middle of the plane. And probably because I wasn’t mentally prepared for the journey and the flight paranoia thing.

We landed at Toyko Narita and boy was I excited to be in Japan. Except all I ever saw of it was the airport. It was a short transit, just enough to go the toilet. Wah their toilet had those toilet bowls that will help you wash your butt, but I wasn’t adventurous enough to try, haha.

Then the next flight took a horrendous 9 hours, during which there was no personal TV!!! WTF, then wat am I supposed to do, meditate? And by the time we got to LA we were sneezing from the dust from the seats. Kinda suspected that the plane wasn’t exactly clean lar. Anyway remember that the airbus is the one with no personal TV and the boeing is the one that has….or is it the other way round…anyway I’ll check my ticket and clarify this again. Really lor no tv is damn SIAN one hor.

Once we reached LA we had to go through the checks cos that was our first port of entry. And I actually stated nothing to declare, when there were like Maggie mee, coffee powder, tea bags and dried scallops in my bag, (when I unpacked I even realized I had a tub of cookies my mother made we) lucky they didn’t open and check. Anyway my bags were locked. But crystal said her bag had obviously been runned through when we unpacked.

At LA, it was freakin not cold. Seriously why am I complaining, it is like damn leng here right now and we are starting to regret it. Haha.

We had this 4 hrs transiting time and we decided to buy a burger king’s meal. SO EXPENSIVE….i wanna cry liao….it cost like 7 bucks, meaning something is 10 sing. Although I’ve seen this coming I still didn’t feel like paying. We shared it anyway.

At St Louis airport was when it got really cold, like I feel I could very well be turning into a very unflattering block of ice each sec that passes, and I only had my adidas jacket on. It’s great for lecture theatres but quite a useless piece of equipment here.

Along the way we stop at mac for dinner and the ride down the highway showed me my first sights of the US, before I fell asleep (wahahah). To think of it it kinda looks like the sights on the Malaysian highway cept it’s all ang moh here. And Columbia is as small town as you can get. Like really the typical small town you see in movies. How quaint. Anyway Tomorrow I’ll be having a good look round the place, and get my internet up and buy a cell so I can really call home. (and post this entry)

That all from me how. This is PY reporting from Missouri-Columbia.

PS. I just watched a bit of TV….about plastic surgery addicts, a longer lasting viagra, and pregnancy test kit ads. This place rocks.

the bags are packed

So it's finally here.

From today and this post hence i renew my commitment to constantly update my blog (again) because it shall serve as the official channel that everyone back home can read about my life. Missouri, here i come...in about 6 hours (haha.)

See, I'm all packed and poised in front of my faithful lappie documenting the countdown of my departure to Missouri, USA, in case you didn't know already. In fact i think practically everyone who knows me knows I'm going. And from about 2 weeks ago I've already sensed a restless impatience amongst friends and family for me to get my ass outta here fast. Well I don't blame you, this exact-date-of-flight uncertainty has been boiling over, and it seems I'm outstaying the excitement period and people just can't wait for me to go now. Hey...cheap flights cannot hiam one okie, not like i can choose the date hor.

Well it's kinda hard to put tonight feelings into words (i know, that's what they always say), but I'm going to try anyway. It's a bit wishy washy, super paranoid, cold feet thing, and it freaks me out. I'm not used to staying away from home, like in hall or something, so I'm not used to be away from my parents. (mommy and daddy's lil girl, so wat!)

The longest I've stayed away....9 days, during OBS. This time I won't see them for 6 whole months, gosh I can't imagine how much I will miss them. This comes from DA BOTTOM OF MY HEART. this fear is real. And it's scary I'm not gonna lie and act fierce.

Anyway this whole preparation thing has been tedious la. And if any good has come out of it i would say the guilt that i feel for spending a small fortune at my parents expenses has reinforced my commitment and responsibility to give back, more, especially love.

And while I'm still in the thanksgiving mood I would also like to text "thank yous" to the people who threw farewell dinners and majong sessions, watched the NYE fireworks and even "offered" (that's a nicer way to put it) to send me off at the airport at 4 am later on...and KTV...yah how can i forget. Yah, thanks people, I will TRY to buys stuff back for you all....TRYlar, there is only one of me, poor thing noe (pun intended).

Even if the love is momentarily, like sometimes humans display surges of affection, or snugess (you know the fuzzy feely thing), I'm still grateful. So thanks, like the ang pows I got and the clothes that some nice dudes sponsored, and all that, thanks for all that.

Well that's that. Now I'm getting a bit less paranoid already, yesterday and the whole of today I was running through my head all the er hmmm, *choi*, "unfortunate situations" that might happen, and that worried me quite a bit. Well I'm usually a bit, I call it, risk adverse...haha. Whatever lar, I do my part and take care of myself, so dun worry.

Geee I'm getting a bit like a ah mah here, so let's spice it up a lil with a new and very logical theory I just thought of, about planes and the mechanics of how I'll arrive at my destination.

See it's quite simple so you've got to follow my thought train here.

Missouri is 14 behind Singapore time. And 14 hours is just about how much time it takes for the earth to spin half a revolution (gif and take la huh). And the plane ride takes about 15 hrs minus transit time. So susposedly a plane can suspend itself in mid air, 14 hours later I'll be at my destination....ah huh. Here comes the tricky part. See, planes can't suspend themselves, they are not helicopter. They have to constantly move forward at the speed of sound, (k, the speed of sound thing is me trying to act smart, doesn't affect the theory). Moreover, my JC2 physics says that gravitational pull acts on every object of mass, so technically, if a helicopter is right above you now 14 hours later it will STILL be above you, (tsk tsk : no displacement!). So the plane works such that while it moves "forward", the earth spins in opposite direction and hence allowing the plane to basically run on the spot and still reach its destination. Pretty much like a treadmill. phew....hiya......smart rite, rite, rite, rite

Okie...it's time for me to catch an hr of sleep of so and a dozen more on the plane, so catch the amazing travels of Pei Yu in Missouri (sian=( ) soon.

bye for now.