Hello. I am going to provoke you to speak back by asking, how are you? Now, if I actually get an answer is a whole other story. But anyway. The third blog. Woo. I've never made it this far. I don't think I have ever actually been interested long enough to even try. Okay, this is my blog. So, I'm going to talk about me. Moi. Here goes :
I’m suppose to go to visit with my Nana -grandmother on my Father’s side- in, oh, tomorrow. Stay at her place. Do stuff.. It won’t actually set in that I’m going until I’m on my way to the airport. I’ve decided to stop in everyday and tell ya about my day, even if I only have one word to say. I’m going to take lots of pictures. Try and write. And do whatever it is I do when I visit that side of my family.
Okay, just forget most of that above, because I’m here! I’m not aloud –rule appointed by me- to tell you where here is. Whatever. My flight sucked. Sorry, my flights sucked. I had to take two flights and just as I knew would happen, one of my freakin’ bags got lost. I mean the bag is safe NOW! But it wasn’t.
Seriously, Dude, it’s the ONE thing I ever actually worry about while going riding an airplane. I don’t worry about the plane crashing –for any reason; like crazy pilot, electrical storm, loss of power, no gas, many other things- it’s a thought that barely crossing my mind for a millisecond. Guess just what the heck was in that bag I lost too! My Writing, my favorite books, my guitar practice book, my pictures, a card for my father, a gift for my Nana, some other important stuff, I was mentally freaking out, I was holding back tears –or as I now like to say, wishing away tears- the entire ride back to her house. Of course, when I finally arrived and pealed –yes, I do mean pealed,- my clothes off and put on some jammies. =]
I was sitting on the bed, my Nana was watching T.V. in her room, Papa Bill –her husband- had gone to dreamland. The most wonderful thing EVER happened, as if the air conditioner being broken wasn’t bad enough, no, the power had to go out and turn the fan off. I gave up and went to sleep, when I woke up I had to take a cold shower, which I never do, I’m always afraid I’ll hate them but with the temperature so hot it was actually nice. Then Elsie –My Dad’s girlfriend in the position of stepmother, whatever doesn't really matter, she's nice to me. That's the important part. – and her Mother came and picked me up took me to my Dad’s house, which wasn’t close at all, but it was the first air conditioned place I’d been that I could really feel the air since I left my house, roughly twenty-four hours earlier. Though they spoke Spanish the entire ride, I was fine, I had my music and I wrote, I started two stories and a poem thing, listened to ‘next contestant’ – Nickelback, Burn the Night Away – There For Tomorrow, There For You (acoustic) – Flyleaf like fifteen times in a row. I don’t think I’ve ever heard how beautiful I am as many times as I had yesterday and the day before. Jennifer –Elsie’s younger daughter- I didn’t talk much too. In fact, I think I said ‘hi’ and got a hug, that’s it. Actually, I didn't
see much of her.
I rode in the car when Krissia – Elsie’s older daughter- and I drove her to a party, we ended up getting Krissia a sandwich, then going to papa John’s where Jennifer’s friend’s mom picked her up. Later I ate the pepper that comes in the box, in my opinion it’s hot but I love it. I had to drink three Capri-suns before it went away. I then sat outside with my father, showed him some of my pictures, we talked for a little. We picked Jennifer up and came back here, everyone went to bed while I lied in a bed for two hours then gave up and decided I just wasn’t going to sleep. I charged my phone for a bit. Then text my mother, which of course we was no help, she told me to get up, I did and listened to my music, I drew boring so I charged my laptop, wrote this, now I’m all hungry. Which sucks because they’re still asleep. Don’t know what to do.
Still not tired! I stayed up from seven until eleven. Slept three hours, got in a car with no air conditioner. Rode down a highway for an hour, then rode around in circles for half an hour. Went in the airport, sat on a bench for like five minutes then went through security. Nana and I got some food then sat down; we ate and met someone whose sister worked with Nana. They talked about the lives of people they knew.
We were called on the airport so we separated then went to the next state while Nana slept the entire time. I people-watched/listened. Turned out, the people behind me were going to Montreal and New York. This little girl in the next row up and across seemed to like me and the people behind her. She got out of her Mom’s arms and walked over to me –She was like two-. The Soldier next to me, listened to his iPod once we were in the air, he had an iPod touch! He was listening to his music so loud I could almost make out what it was. The Women next to him, played with the little girl.
One of the flight attendants was quite assertive. Almost mean. That airplane was completely full, our next one had barely anyone in it and I was sure I was the only one under twenty-one. But the flight attendant was an older lady and very nice to me. Nana slept until the wheels slammed into the ground. The person behind us, was a pilot which I thought was funny. Back at the beginning of the ride, it was quite random when he said “shh, don’t tell.” He was meaning how even though everyone was suppose to have turned everything off, he was still on the phone.
Then you’ve heard the rest of what happened. I suppose I’ll write again tonight or something. Buh-bye.
“I don’t deserve you, cause I’m not there you, though I wish I would be.” –
There For You – Flyleaf
