Moral Fiber
Disclaimer: I am going to complain on this here posting but I promise the next one will be all about the things that I am thankful for.
I'm back in Cali and Dad's house still looks like he's squatting in it - dust everywhere, sheets covering furniture, and dirty dishes. I'm no neat freak but this is a little embarrassing. The trip home was an ordeal which I hope to never endure again. It was possibly some of the more stressful travelling of my life which is saying alot considering the thrice yearly back an forth trips in hschool on TWA. Basically, I had to pack up all my crap hungover (my fault), I got ditched by my ride to the airport at 4:15 (flight departure time 6:00pm at JFK - keep in mind this is a Sat. afternoon in NYC near Union Sq.), my good good life-saving pal K had to drive me to JFK in a pinch while chain smoking and swearing different variations of Men Suck@$%! the whole way in stop and go traffic, barely make it to the airport in time to check bags last minute ( I was so conivnced I was going to miss this flight that I had already called jetblue to put myself on standby for the next one) and get on the plane right as they close the door behind us only to have charlie pee in his bag on the plane because I didn't have time to let him go before. I almost expected my luggage to be lost after all that. I know that I am flakey and I'm the first one to admit that but I just think there is something completely unforgivable about flaking on someone when you promise to take them TO THE AIRPORT! I know this should be a sign and I should never never speak to this "friend" again but when have I ever been the kind of girl to do the things I should? As I get older I am slowly becoming the person I warn my friends not to be: That Girl. You'll still be my friend right?
I'm back in Cali and Dad's house still looks like he's squatting in it - dust everywhere, sheets covering furniture, and dirty dishes. I'm no neat freak but this is a little embarrassing. The trip home was an ordeal which I hope to never endure again. It was possibly some of the more stressful travelling of my life which is saying alot considering the thrice yearly back an forth trips in hschool on TWA. Basically, I had to pack up all my crap hungover (my fault), I got ditched by my ride to the airport at 4:15 (flight departure time 6:00pm at JFK - keep in mind this is a Sat. afternoon in NYC near Union Sq.), my good good life-saving pal K had to drive me to JFK in a pinch while chain smoking and swearing different variations of Men Suck@$%! the whole way in stop and go traffic, barely make it to the airport in time to check bags last minute ( I was so conivnced I was going to miss this flight that I had already called jetblue to put myself on standby for the next one) and get on the plane right as they close the door behind us only to have charlie pee in his bag on the plane because I didn't have time to let him go before. I almost expected my luggage to be lost after all that. I know that I am flakey and I'm the first one to admit that but I just think there is something completely unforgivable about flaking on someone when you promise to take them TO THE AIRPORT! I know this should be a sign and I should never never speak to this "friend" again but when have I ever been the kind of girl to do the things I should? As I get older I am slowly becoming the person I warn my friends not to be: That Girl. You'll still be my friend right?
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