Notes from the road and virginity

OK, so I lied in yesterday’s post and I won’t post pictures today. I’m lazy. But while I’m waiting for my frozen dinner to get ready I though I could just type these notes up and post them for your entertainment.

Thursday 7:55

I’m in the waiting room, obviously waiting for my plane to board. I’m sure that this is the time when I should get all excited but I’m not. I’m twitchy but that might be because I’ve had gargantuan amounts of coffee. Can I just chalck it up to being nervous? Can I, can I, please?

The drive here was...well, a nightmare. Being stuck in a car with mum and dad is no one’s idea of a good time. Frankly, sticking needles in my eyes would have been so much better. And add the fact that we left way too early so we got to the airport at 5AM. For an 8.35 flight. Awesome, ain’t it?

Still Thursday, 9:30 AM, airplane

I think people think I’m insane. Of course, it doesn’t help that the first thing I did once I got in my seat was to check the twisty knob thingy on the tray(it has a name, I’m sure it has a nname but...meh) and see if it breaks off. I’ve seen Final Destination one too many times, me thinks. It also doesn’t help that I giggle every time the plane shakes a bit because I’m reminded of the way too many Final Destination conversations I’ve had with a friend. Why, yes, we are obsessed. Oh, and if I look out the window at the wing I remember the stupid scene at the begining of(no, not Final Destination this time) Urban Legends 2(great series, you should definitely watch at least Urban Legends 1 and maybe even 2....skip 3 though...that one went from not-so great like 2 to just-shoot-me-now-have-they-even-seen-the-first-films-make-it-stop! bad).

Yeah, so nothing too exciting, but then again when have I ever been exiting? Well, maybe just now, when I announce that I’m no longer a virgin.









A Cherry Coke virgin...what did you think? You people have filthy minds, you know that, right?You see, we don’t have Cherry Coke back home...how ever did I live without it? Tomorrow I’m going to end my Dr. Pepper virginity as well.

By the way, the frozen dinner was disgusting. Now I’m hungry.