A month without LJ
That Jaime kid from the Surfers team on Build Destroy Build is totally the whitewashed, surfer boy clone of Hongki, haha. Looks and acts just like Hongki.
I've spent a month without LJ and I'm out of the loop with everything. The internet was quite boring without it. I don't even understand why I didn't log in. I need to catch up on so many things. D:
Eh, graduated high school and competed at SkillsUSA Nationals, which was a bit of a joke. We placed 7th for TV Productions. Kansas City is really nice though.
It was a nightmare getting home though. Our plane ran out of fuel going from Kansas City to Chicago so we had to go to St. Louis to fuel up, which was maybe 10-15 minutes closer than Chicago. Anyway, Chicago had some bad weather so we spent time just circling until we finally landed, which was oh, about an hour after our connection to NH left. It would have been fine if it wasn't a school trip and we had the clueless adviser from Hell. So, sleeping in an overly air-conditioned airport, on a chair with the beastly teacher taking your picture while you're sleeping while your partner is off in a corner about to have a mental breakdown until 5 in the morning when you get on the plane only to be placed in front of the kid from Hell who never shuts the fuck up. Fun. Flying is fun. :|
I've spent a month without LJ and I'm out of the loop with everything. The internet was quite boring without it. I don't even understand why I didn't log in. I need to catch up on so many things. D:
Eh, graduated high school and competed at SkillsUSA Nationals, which was a bit of a joke. We placed 7th for TV Productions. Kansas City is really nice though.
It was a nightmare getting home though. Our plane ran out of fuel going from Kansas City to Chicago so we had to go to St. Louis to fuel up, which was maybe 10-15 minutes closer than Chicago. Anyway, Chicago had some bad weather so we spent time just circling until we finally landed, which was oh, about an hour after our connection to NH left. It would have been fine if it wasn't a school trip and we had the clueless adviser from Hell. So, sleeping in an overly air-conditioned airport, on a chair with the beastly teacher taking your picture while you're sleeping while your partner is off in a corner about to have a mental breakdown until 5 in the morning when you get on the plane only to be placed in front of the kid from Hell who never shuts the fuck up. Fun. Flying is fun. :|