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You have no idea how much I missed New Jersey. I mean, if you stay here long enough you grow to hate it but damn, staying away for a month really renewed my dead love for it. It was so nice seeing my messed up family again. They all ran out to get me when they saw me, even my antisocial little brother who doesn't really like me. :'D It touched my heart, and not in inappropriate ways. The drive home was entertaining, as per usual. I love them to death. Trufax.
But airports. God, how I hate them. Especially American ones. I got stuck for almost a half an hour in customs because some lady was screaming at the customs guy. ._. Er. The London airport was pretty good, everything moved along smoothly and all the attendants were nice to me. It was the Istanbul airport that was awful. Everybody seemed to be mentally handicapped and their metal detectors were fucking terrible. I had to go through three fucking times to pass, and I didn't even have any metal on me in the first place.
AND ZOMG I LOVE BRITISH AIRWAYS. See, you get this little TV monitor in front of your seat and you get to pick what movie you want to watch or music you want to listen to. I was like a kid in a candy store. I wasn't bored at all. :D
So, that's pretty much it. :P
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Now playing: Evanescence - Bleed
via FoxyTunes
- Location:MY BED! MY SWEET BED!
- Music:Bleed by Evanescence
- Mood:
ecstatic
