it took me 8000 years to pack and i still had wayyy too much stuff..go figure. the plane ride was no fun at all because i hate planes and it took forever. plus the man sitting next to me was persian and mid-way through the flight his persian friend came over to have a chat IN THEIR NATIVE LANGUAGE. i was convinced that i was a goner. but then a priest walked by so i could breathe again because i knew that the plane was indeed not going to go down after all. and he took out his blackberry and everyone knows that terrorists do not have blackberries. BUT THEN this strange man sitting next to me began to sing. and not like a song or something normal, no no. he was singing some kind of persian chant. after about five minutes of this nonsense i started thinking that maybe he was muslim and therefore he was doing his little 7-times-per-day prayer thing. but then he took out his blackberry again so obviously not. this went on for approximately half an hour and sometimes he was so loud that everyone around us was staring, probably thinking (like i had earlier) that we were all doomed. mind you i first heard his chants above my ipod and i do not exactly listen to my music very softly so this is really saying something. but then luckily (or so i thought) he fell asleep. but it didnt take long for him to scootch on over into my already-too-small seat and lay his head approximately 1 millimeter from my shoulder. and we all know how much i loooooooove being close to people... ugh. after the first movie i was watching for the screen that tells you what you're flying over/how far you've gone/etc and i was expecting us to be like over greenland or near the north pole or something...nope. flying over boston. awesome. the movies were not very good so i listened to about 5 chapters of a harry potter. which ended up being fantastic. they came around with dinner but i literally took one whiff of it and said no thank you. the cookie was alright though. after that everyone went to sleep, but of course i could not sleep because i am an insomniac. so i listened to more hp and read my book and my magazine and went to talk to carol. and then i finally settled down. and finally got to sleep. and literally maybe 20 minutes later they turned all the lights on and started NOISILY serving "breakfast" which also looked disgusting. and then we landed, whoop whoop.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
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