So I arranged to go to London for the last half of the week, just so that I might have a secluded place (i.e. Gary’s place) for my thesis. Western has reading week, so the house was pretty much empty during the day. It…didn’t work out exactly that way, but still I got something done, so that’s not too bad, except the deadline is looming… The drive to London was heart-poundingly scary. I got new brakes that I got that morning, and I was skidding and sliding all through the 401. Especially scary was getting off the 401, swirled twice while hitting the breaks and seeing cars ditched along the side… In London, not much happened, which is disappointing. Still, not as bad as I thought.
So the fiasco that is my plane ticket buying… I have made arrangements to clear up the TA schedule for March after thesis is supposedly completed. I spotted tickets online selling for $1200 which was nice. I was hesitating in buying, though, since I still couldn’t contact my parents. When I did, it was mom calling while the phone was very noisy and I was sleeping, so I didn’t think much about that. Next day, those tickets were gone. Doh. I came back from London early (to avoid the snow) and tried to call a travel agency. They said that I could go to Taiwan but there’s no seat coming back…doh. I kept searching online and found a similar ticket for $1500. Called (after buying calling card, before Li Zhen offered me his calling card…doh) dad and he said just buy it instead of trying to contact or go to travel agency again to save time and trouble, so I did. So…I spent an extra $300 for being hesitant…doh. That’s my life, I guess.
Still haven’t finished the thesis…it’s just painful. Meanwhile, I think I’m getting so much confusion in all other parts of my life that I just forget about them all…