oh you know.
i felt that it is time to grace livejournal with my presence.
i had the most horrendus vacation you could ever imagine. listen to my story! read it all.
- so my flight to north carolina was supposed to leave on december 23rd. nope didn't happen. my mom and i waited at the the airport for oh, about four hours before we realized our flight was delayed, which meant we would miss our connection flight in washington dc. great. so i stand in line for another 45 minutes to try and reschdule our flight. the person informs us that we could either a) fly to washington and be stuck there until 10pm on christmas eve, that is the only flight that wasn't booked. or b) not go. my mother was beyond excited about this, because she is extremely afraid of flying, and thought she had an easy way out. but noooo, i make us go to the special flights desk and wait more time to find a flight out. i should have just stayed home. (you'll see why) we finallllllly find a flight from portland, maine to philly at 3:30pm christmas eve. fine great, go home and sleep.
- come back to the portland jet port christmas eve at 1pm, all dressed up, mind you. (hey, if i am gonna spend christmas eve in airports all day, i'm gonna go in style.) so we are waiting in line to go through security, and security decides my mother and i need to have a special search.(HAHA I AM PRETTY FUCKING SUSPICIOUS.) so they make us go to the side of the line, take off our boots, blazers, etc in front of everyone. so we sat in security while everyone stared at us, and they went threw every single piece of our carry on luggage. like searched threw my wallet, my big make up bag, they even took out my mac compac and opened it and stuff. i thought they were gonna take it. then we had to stand up and hold out our arms while they waved that little beepy wand over us. and they put it between my legs and i had a skirt on! i didn't like it too much.
- our flight was delayed again, but only by an hour, which was fine, cause we had enough layover time in philly. finally boarded. haha i really have no patience at all after this trip.
- about 20 minutes into our flight to philly, the captain comes on and says "uh we are experencing some uhhhh.... bad conditions." wonderful! well, that was the scarriest time of my life. it turns out it was really really windy in certain areas, and we had extremely bad turbulence. i really thought our plane was gonna crash. peoples drinks were spilling everywhere, the lights were flicking on and off, and the plane was like seriously bouncing up and down. some real smart girl decided to get out of her seat and go to the bathroom during this. the stewardess was pissed. we landed in philly.
- had to taxi around the airport in the plane for about 45 minutes, because there were no free gates for us to get into. make it inside, and we have no freaking clue where we are going. the philly airport is huge and i never ever want to go back there again. make it to our gate in time. my mom goes to the bathroom and tucks her skirt in her panyhose!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! that made my night. haha she walked around like that too. oh man. hear an announcement that our plane is in early. yes! so we go stand in line at the gate with about seriously, 1900 other people. i kid you not. find out that people at the philly airport are on strike, and everything is really messed up. including our gate which is now somehow headed to charlotte, north carolina and san francisco at the same time. hmmmm. have to sit in a closet for a long time because there is no other room for me. find out our gate is changed again, and run in heels across the goddamn airport. my mom had to keep stopping, cause i was running really funny and she was laughing too hard.
- finally board to go to charlotte. that flight is fine and dandy.
- go to the baggage claim at the charlotte airport, find my uncle, and wait about 40 minutes, and our suitcase still isn't there. realize the baggage people in philly are on strike, and our bags are still probably there.
- join about 102 other people in the missing baggage claim line. yup.
- get in the car to drive to my uncle's house 1am christmas morning. call my dad and cry because i am tired and want my freaking clothes and $50 hair straightner, damnit! (they teased me about that the whole time i was there)
- get to uncles house. HOUSE IS FUCKING AMAZING HUGE MANSION. flat screens everywhere dude. like smart home and shit. i cannot stress how insane this house is. i wish i took pictures :[
- go to sleep on a twin bed with a plastic sheet on the mattress. yuck.
- wake up 8am christmas morning with hardly any sleep. suprise my cousin alexis with my presence. i love herrr. open presents like all day long. play with alexis' millions of toys. go to bed.
- wake up feeling like shit. 2nd day with no clothes! i have a skirt, sweater, and boots. thats it. get ready to go shopping to get some clothes to wear. go in van with other people, get reallllly car sick, make them turn around, so i can go home. i run in the house thinking i am gonna puke, but just collapse in bed. wake up, still feeling shitty, lay on bathroom floor forever and talk to jeff crying.
- 3rd day with no clothes! still feel like shit. go back to sleep forever. wake up and go to huge mall that i am in love with. (girls- urban outfitters, anthropoligie, guess, nordstroms, sephora, and about every other great store there is.) buy lots of stuff including seven jeans that i love. haha best part of my trip. feel like passing out in mall, go home, go to bed. oh yeah, we got our luggage back this night, the night before we left
- wake up, still feel like shit. go to airport at 10am. check in, security, food, sit at gate. find out our 12:30 flight is delayed in washington. which would make us miss our connecting flight to portland. HAD TO CHANGE OUR FLIGHT THREE TIMES! shits redic. get to laguardia in ny. take a puddle jumper scary plane home.
- GET HOME! at this point, i am so glad to be home, i want to roll in the snow, and cry. wait for our luggage. OH WAIT THEY LOST IT AGAIN. get pissed.
before i left, i went to the doctor and found out i may have diabetes. not happy about that. it kinda set the mood for my whole trip.
anyway- the moral of this whole story is- NEVER FLY US AIRWAYS. they fucking need to go bankrupt now.
i have a headache after typing this. haha.
oh and for christmas i got an ipod, and flat screen tv from my parents.
garden state, napoleon dynamite, and other good from the love of my life.
and other random crap.
new years eve was the best! jeff and i rented a fancy hotel room (well i rented it and suprised jeff) and we had the best time everrrr. we took a bubble bath, went swimming, got room service, went out to partyyy, and watched seinfeld naked. hahaha. good way to bring in 2005.
i still feel really sick. i don't know what is wrong with me. i went to get a bunch of blood work done, so hopefully i will find out soon.
pictures when i get them from jeff!
huge entry. sorry. i had a lot to say :]