Nov 06, 2009 11:52
7 drinks later, I arrived safely in San Diego, then made the hour flight up to San Fransisco. I got here I think about 10pm local time, Emily and Chuck were waiting to pick me up. :3
My friend Tyler took me to the airport and Robby came with to see me off. I kind of started crying a bit after I got my boarding pass and walked to security, I am so completely terrified of flying. T-T They both stood with me a while to calm me down and then I took a deep breath and got in line for security. No problems getting through, only took about 5 minutes. There was a Silver Diner with a full bar on the other side of Security so I got a grilled cheese with fries and a few rum and cokes before heading over to my gate.
The plane ride itself wasn't bad, We took off at sunset and it was absolutely breathtaking to watch the sky change. When we got on-level and above the clouds, it was just fantastic. It was night time below the cloud line, but above it was still light, the horizon was a rainbow band leading up to the night sky... the pictures I took do not do it justice at all, it was so amazing to see. I chose a middle seat next to a middle-aged guy who seemed friendly and another nice dude ended up taking the aisle seat. I picked the middle since I'm tiny and I don't get up to go to the bathroom often and by the time I got on, all the window seats in the front half were taken and I didn't want to sit at the back of the plane and take forever to get off after landing. The guy who was by the window and I talked a lot, his name was Bill and it was his first time flying alone, too, though he didn't seem nearly as nervous as I was, lol. He was going to San Diego on a business trip for basically one meeting and is flying back to Connecticut today with a 25 minute layover in Las Vegas, which we both agreed was a total cocktease. We both complained about how long it took to get our first drink (like two hourssssss into the flight!! We were the last row in the front half I guess so it took forever. :<) He had a case of movies from his kids, so we watched the Incredibles, which I hadn't seen, on my laptop until the battery died. I was glad to sit next to someone friendly to talk to and not creepy, it put my nerves at ease and I guess he appreciated it, too, because he paid for my drinks at the end of the flight, which was really nice. :)
I didn't sleep much last night, probably too jittery from all the anxiety. Emily has to do an online conference thing from 11-1 today and then we are free to roam around. :3
In other news, I got a bit hysterically depressed Monday and Tuesday, I let my anxiety get the better of me and spiraled down into a complete meltdown Tuesday night. Robby came over and talked to me, calmed me down, and we discussed a lot. About issues with each other, the relationship, and stuff he's going through himself right now. Last Wednesday, his apartment was robbed at gunpoint while his roommate Kyle was home, so he's been dealing with getting things out and finding a new place to live. The hedgehogs are currently at my house until he finds a new place. He also discovered that someone he thought was a very close friends looking out for his best interests has actually been manipulating him to fuck with his head for a looong time. He had jumped right in to seeing some girl he barely knew (mostly due to said manipulative friend) and suprised me by listening to his other friends tell him what a bad idea it was to jump from one relationship to another and broke it off with her. He and I are not back together by any means, but it does seem like we're on better speaking terms now and hopefully both in a better place mentally. I'm really hoping he'll actually buckle down and focus on himself and what he needs to sort out instead of distracting himself from his worries with girls and partying, but I suppose time will tell and there isn't much I can do about it. I know he's capable of doing it, he just needs to believe in himself as much as I believe in him. Maybe he should watch Gurren Lagann again...
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