paper airpanes
So, i'm sitting here at gate B7 to O'Hare. I'm definately one of those people you see at an airport that looks completely lost and out of place. haha. security wasn't even open when i got here, if that tells you how early it is. i walk up to these tray things? people start pulling all there things out. i obviously look dumbfounded because the little old woman behind me asks if i've ever flown, i laugh and say never. she then starts pulling things out of my bag and putting them in the tray. lucy, my plesently plump bear, falls out. which apparently made me a threat? i then have to go through a metal detector and then a full body scan and then they went through all my pockets. i forgot the gum and chapstick in my pocket, so they basically took all my gum out. haha i suck. either way, this is fun. i've still got 45 minutes til my flight boards. i'm chillin here with my ipod, listening to the most badass playlist ever. ryan is amazing. and yes, i cried like a baby when he dropped me off.