end of break/beginning of hell
well the last day of break, which was deamed "spring break day," didn't go totally as planned. we were going to try to do every touristy thing that normal people would have done on spring break all in 24 hours. so we started off by going to the most touristy beach (which we were determined to hike to and didn't realize until halfway into it that it was more of a rock climb than a hike and it was roughly a half mile away). we paid a water taxi to take us to the famous landmark rock arch. we went to el squid roe (owned by the senior frog's people) for lunch and got yard glasses of frozen drinks. we went to the flea market and haggled with people for cheap souveniers. then we went to take our mid-day siesta in anticipation of a fancy expensive dinner and massice drinking to come. however, john had been feeling ill from his cold and maybe took a little too much cough medicine, becuase try as i might he couldn't get out of bed until after nine and didn't feel very well. so we got take out and watched a movie instead of fancy dinner and bars. but it was still fine. we had to get up early the next day anyway so i could get to the airport.
the airport was a DISASTER. i was bitching becuase we got there an hour and 45 minutes before my flight and i didn't want to sit at the gate for all that time...and then i saw the lines. it took 45 minutes to get to check in, where there was a 'problem' with my ticket for my connecting flight in atlanta. they told me to see the people at the gate desk when i got there. so i was worried and all...and then i got to stand on a 45 minute line becuase they only had 1 metal detector and about 1000 spring breakers wanting to get through it. so i'm flipping out about my ticket and all when a security guy comes up to me and pulls me out of line. and he says "the man who dropped you off, did you know him?" and so immediately i am afraid that john has driven the rental car off a cliff and is in the hospital. so i'm like "yeah i know him" and the guy says "are you going to see him again" so i say "yeah i'm suppossed to see him tomorrow night" and then the guy realizes i am worried and he says "oh miss don't be worried...this fell out of your car and we wanted to give it to you so you could give it back to him" and hands me john's digital camera bag, which had 2 batteries in it but no camera. so now i'm more worried cause i know john's gonna whig out when he gets to his hotel and realizes the bag and batteries are missing, and i have no way to contact him. but anyway, i make it to the gate just in time to hear them paging my name becuase i am so late. luckily i got to the counter and they had my boarding pass for my second flight and i got on the plane wthout problems. and they showed Lost in Translation on the flight and it was good, so i was happy.
i got into newark that night (feeling like shit due to the cold) and sleep at home and then hit the road back to NC and make incredible time, come home and shower, and head to polo where i party harty until 4am and then get up for fucking class today. i hate class. my room is a wreck, i haven't done laundry in 2 months, and i have the cold from hell. boo. well it's good to see everyone again at least. time for me to rescue my 120 pouns of luggage i UPSed to the crowne oaks office, start some laundry, and head back to fucking class. peace out bitches.
the airport was a DISASTER. i was bitching becuase we got there an hour and 45 minutes before my flight and i didn't want to sit at the gate for all that time...and then i saw the lines. it took 45 minutes to get to check in, where there was a 'problem' with my ticket for my connecting flight in atlanta. they told me to see the people at the gate desk when i got there. so i was worried and all...and then i got to stand on a 45 minute line becuase they only had 1 metal detector and about 1000 spring breakers wanting to get through it. so i'm flipping out about my ticket and all when a security guy comes up to me and pulls me out of line. and he says "the man who dropped you off, did you know him?" and so immediately i am afraid that john has driven the rental car off a cliff and is in the hospital. so i'm like "yeah i know him" and the guy says "are you going to see him again" so i say "yeah i'm suppossed to see him tomorrow night" and then the guy realizes i am worried and he says "oh miss don't be worried...this fell out of your car and we wanted to give it to you so you could give it back to him" and hands me john's digital camera bag, which had 2 batteries in it but no camera. so now i'm more worried cause i know john's gonna whig out when he gets to his hotel and realizes the bag and batteries are missing, and i have no way to contact him. but anyway, i make it to the gate just in time to hear them paging my name becuase i am so late. luckily i got to the counter and they had my boarding pass for my second flight and i got on the plane wthout problems. and they showed Lost in Translation on the flight and it was good, so i was happy.
i got into newark that night (feeling like shit due to the cold) and sleep at home and then hit the road back to NC and make incredible time, come home and shower, and head to polo where i party harty until 4am and then get up for fucking class today. i hate class. my room is a wreck, i haven't done laundry in 2 months, and i have the cold from hell. boo. well it's good to see everyone again at least. time for me to rescue my 120 pouns of luggage i UPSed to the crowne oaks office, start some laundry, and head back to fucking class. peace out bitches.