FLIGHT DELAYS, YAY.
I'm only kidding. This is utter crap. Buhbuhbuhbuh.
We were supposed to depart at 10am from Brussels. Guess what time it is? If you guessed 1:06pm, then DINGDINGDING, we have a winner. It's rumoured that we're boarding at 2:45pm. Let's hope, young grasshoppers.
I'm lucky in a sense, I guess. I was worried about not having time to study. Guess who has time to study without the distraction of hundreds of movies and tv episodes and crap? This girl.
I decided to write my blog entry now because when I get home, it's going to be like, post the blog and CRASH. It's going to be like, 3am Europe time when we get home, or 9pm EST. And don't forget I have a French test tomorrow at 2pm. I. AM. GOING. TO. DIE.
DX
At least the people here are nice. There's a twenty-seven year old mother with her almost-two-year-old daughter from Montana. The mother is very nice and her daughter is adorable. Then there's this fifteen year old girl who speaks fluent French because she goes to a French-American school in New York. So at least I have help if I need it. I wish I had my textbook. DX People sometimes offer words into our conversations, and they're all nice and helpful.
But like, I want to go home.
If I have to spend the night here, it will be a cool experience, but like, I WANT TO GO HOME. I also want to take my French test, because if this month hasn't taught you anything about me, I'm a massive nerd/geek/dork. LET ME TAKE MY TEST. I WANT TO KNOW MY RESULTS. I WANT TO GET INTO FRENCH-TWO-HONORS. PLEASE, UNIVERSE.
Oh, so I should tell you what even happened. There's some part in the cockpit (haha, cock. I want to be immature if I can't go home.) that's broken. They have to get the part from London to fix it because they can't depart with it malfunctioning. But instead of just sending the part over on a plane from London, they're flying a plane from here to London and back.
I hope they fix that part damn well.
Well, that's basically my day. Security was alright. My candy wasn't taken away, so I'm happy. A while ago I had a Kinder chocolate stick, dubbing it my I've-Been-Studying-Hard-And-Also-I'm-Stuck-In-An-Airport Reward. And now I'm chewing gum. Speaking of said gum, it was very good at first, but I just realized it lost all the flavor. Also, I have to pee.
Oh, lol, so I was buying an "easy pizza" and a Fanta with the 9 Euro voucher they gave us, and I accidentally read the price wrong so I was short ten cents, and I tried to pay with the ten cents from what I think was the tip jar. I'm so smart. XD
The mother sitting across from me is such a good mom. Damn, I want to have a family when I grow up. :3
Yeah, I just lost my train of thought. I'm going to go to the restroom, study more French, and hope we depart on time. Buhbuhbuh.
PoKEMON StATSI haven't gotten to the Pokemon stage of my boredom. I guess, though, that I've proved my sister can entertain herself for the eight hour layover she has. We've already been here for six hours.
Some Little Notes While I'm in the Car:
On the plane, I watched Angus, Thongs, and Perfect Snogging; Confessions of a Shopaholic; and Limitless, as well as four episdoes of 30Rock. For the former two, I know want to read the books, as I usually try to read the books first. I liked both, though both made me wish I had a boyfriend. Especially Angus. DX
Limitless was good, but also weird. But like, Bradley Cooper is hot. XD I don't like watching stabbing and shit, so it wasn't really my type of movie. Especially because he didn't end up a writer. Speaking of his writing, what a tactless book title. You can't just have a kickass summary and a drop-dead-fantastic novel; you need a good title, or readers don't get hooked in to pick it up and read it.
-Bradley Cooper walks in and sees scraped up drug dealer-
Me: Bro, what happened?
Bradley Cooper: Bro, what happened?
Ahahaha, that was amusing. XD
Waiting in line for the bathroom after a long flight is like, "Bro, I haven't taken a piss in ten hours, so kindly get the fuck out of the stall."
I have a headache. And I'm worried for my test. Byeee.
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Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Monday, August 29, 2011
I Am Not Whining, I Am Complaining - 8.27.2011
Something I forgot to mention yesterday:
I quoted Rarity to my mom. 8D
Today~
I was going to rejoice my having internet, but while I was beginning my frolick through the interwebs, the connection disappeared and it won't come back. Boo.
Anyway, when I woke up this morning, it was another picture-perfect beach day. However, I had to pack my last few things and eat and then await our departure to the airport. We took a taxi there, leaving behind my sister and grandmother.
Airport security was tighter than any other place on this trip. They had me take my darling netbook out of my bag and ran it through the machine three times, as well as opened and inspected it. What did my dear ever do to them? -snuggles netbook-
Then we sat in the gate area for an hour and a half ish. They announced the gate we were going to depart from, then they changed their minds and had us switch to the gate that was going to Stockholm. There was a mad dash as the Stockholm and Dortmund flights switched places, which I thought was rather funny.
And then some woman had some sort of panic attack or asthma attack or something. ._.
I got some sleep on the short flight, apparently sleeping through the bout of turbulance that we encountered. I assume that was when I drooled all over my iPod. Grosssss.
Getting luggage, driving, driving, driving.
Right. -clap- So we made it to Casa My Uncle. We ate dinner and then went to Kaufland, because they needed to and my mom and I wanted to buy German candy. Which I bought lots of. :D My suitcase is so pleasantly full of foreign candies. It makes me happy inside.
Then...nothing else exciting happened. The weather has been cloudy, sunny, sprinkly, and rainy since we got here. Good ol' German weather. We watched some of my uncle's black and white (and then some fuzzy color) home movies. My high-school-senior-brother misses his mom. I believe we may be going to the amusement (you have no idea how long it took me to spell that; I kept try "amusant," which is French) park tomorrow. ^-^
NOW GIVE ME MY INTERNET, YOU HO.
0D
PoKEMON StATSHey, guess what? Shut up.
P.S. I've had Hey Molly by Mike Lombardo stuck in my head for days. I want to buy it. As well as Fuck You by Cee Lo Green. I'm usually not a mainstream person, but it's damn catchy. Oh snap. XD
I quoted Rarity to my mom. 8D
Today~
I was going to rejoice my having internet, but while I was beginning my frolick through the interwebs, the connection disappeared and it won't come back. Boo.
Anyway, when I woke up this morning, it was another picture-perfect beach day. However, I had to pack my last few things and eat and then await our departure to the airport. We took a taxi there, leaving behind my sister and grandmother.
Airport security was tighter than any other place on this trip. They had me take my darling netbook out of my bag and ran it through the machine three times, as well as opened and inspected it. What did my dear ever do to them? -snuggles netbook-
Then we sat in the gate area for an hour and a half ish. They announced the gate we were going to depart from, then they changed their minds and had us switch to the gate that was going to Stockholm. There was a mad dash as the Stockholm and Dortmund flights switched places, which I thought was rather funny.
And then some woman had some sort of panic attack or asthma attack or something. ._.
I got some sleep on the short flight, apparently sleeping through the bout of turbulance that we encountered. I assume that was when I drooled all over my iPod. Grosssss.
Getting luggage, driving, driving, driving.
Right. -clap- So we made it to Casa My Uncle. We ate dinner and then went to Kaufland, because they needed to and my mom and I wanted to buy German candy. Which I bought lots of. :D My suitcase is so pleasantly full of foreign candies. It makes me happy inside.
Then...nothing else exciting happened. The weather has been cloudy, sunny, sprinkly, and rainy since we got here. Good ol' German weather. We watched some of my uncle's black and white (and then some fuzzy color) home movies. My high-school-senior-brother misses his mom. I believe we may be going to the amusement (you have no idea how long it took me to spell that; I kept try "amusant," which is French) park tomorrow. ^-^
NOW GIVE ME MY INTERNET, YOU HO.
0D
PoKEMON StATSHey, guess what? Shut up.
P.S. I've had Hey Molly by Mike Lombardo stuck in my head for days. I want to buy it. As well as Fuck You by Cee Lo Green. I'm usually not a mainstream person, but it's damn catchy. Oh snap. XD
Thursday, August 4, 2011
Flying - 8.2.2011
It's two in the afternoon and my mom has already gone to bed. I don't know how to say "What is your internet password?" in German or Polish, and if I did, I would be too shy to ask. Kind of like how I am with my English-speaking cousins. So we'll see when this post goes up.
Most of today wasn't actually spent flying. Just midnight to 2am, though technically until 7:30am. Time zones are confusing little buggers when you're flying through them. Point is, I want to talk about flying.
Flying is just...really cool. There's a unique feeling to being above the clouds. It shouldn't be right. You don't fly above clouds. But I love looking down at the shapes and the colors and taking photo after photo of the sky. And no matter how uncomfortable it may make other people feel, I think I'll always be that girl who gets a bit excited when the plan tips really far one way in turning.
Then there's the feelings of touching down in a new city. I've been to Germany before. I've sat on this exact same bed, biding time while the family member who came with me slept. But I'd never set foot in Brussels, Belgium, and touching down their just made me really love traveling. It was worth driving roughly four hours to the airport, sitting in the terminal with my anxious mother, and then sitting in a plane for "I-lost-my-sense-of-time" hours (By the way: on the plane, I watched Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs and Up. I was angry at the plane for having all three Twilight movies that are out but no Harry Potter ones. I also watched a couple episodes of The Office and one of Glee. And I played Pokemon White. My Tepig evolved into a I'm-tired-and-forgot-the-name*, and it is one BAMF).
Maybe I'm just thinking about this because I spent the entire time imagining how kick ass a Thoughts From Places video I could make if I'd filmed a ton of what had happened to me in the past 26 hours. Vlogbrothers, anyone?
I really don't have much else to say. I was hoping to snag a spot on Pottermore today, but I've probably missed it and I don't know the internet password. So.
Today was mostly my mom chatting up a storm in Polish with family members while I sat back awkwardly not knowing what was going and legitimately thinking about what I was going to change my Facebook status to. I'm so cool, bro.
Aside from that, we visited an Eis Cafe, looked at the massive hole they dug for coal, looked at the home the cousins I'm staying with used to live in before they had to move out so their town could be dug up for coal, and went to a Russian supermarket. At the Eis Cafe, there was a man playing what I believe was the oboe, and it wad fantastic. My mom tipped him in USD like a boss. Then he played Yesterday by The Beatles.
Oh, and while waiting to board the plane we discovered that there was a family from the town next to ours on the same flight. They've lived for the past few years in Brussels, but it was still cool. I always imagine meeting people I know at the airort, and this was pretty close. And it was very helpful to have a face from home to help us out when we got out of the plane in Brussels and were like, "Where the hell do we go next?"
The organization of the blog post is awful. I'm so scatterbrained right now. I'm very tired, but I don't want to go to bed until a somewhat normal time. Meaning I'm staying up until at least six in the evening. I wish I could go on the internet.
Oh, man. You know you're an internet nerd when the thing you miss most is going on fanfiction.net and talking to your buddies on there. Missing you guys, District 14.
I think I need a boyfriend.
And now my mom is snoring. Yay. ._.
--
*Pignite. That's the one.
Most of today wasn't actually spent flying. Just midnight to 2am, though technically until 7:30am. Time zones are confusing little buggers when you're flying through them. Point is, I want to talk about flying.
Flying is just...really cool. There's a unique feeling to being above the clouds. It shouldn't be right. You don't fly above clouds. But I love looking down at the shapes and the colors and taking photo after photo of the sky. And no matter how uncomfortable it may make other people feel, I think I'll always be that girl who gets a bit excited when the plan tips really far one way in turning.
Then there's the feelings of touching down in a new city. I've been to Germany before. I've sat on this exact same bed, biding time while the family member who came with me slept. But I'd never set foot in Brussels, Belgium, and touching down their just made me really love traveling. It was worth driving roughly four hours to the airport, sitting in the terminal with my anxious mother, and then sitting in a plane for "I-lost-my-sense-of-time" hours (By the way: on the plane, I watched Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs and Up. I was angry at the plane for having all three Twilight movies that are out but no Harry Potter ones. I also watched a couple episodes of The Office and one of Glee. And I played Pokemon White. My Tepig evolved into a I'm-tired-and-forgot-the-name*, and it is one BAMF).
Maybe I'm just thinking about this because I spent the entire time imagining how kick ass a Thoughts From Places video I could make if I'd filmed a ton of what had happened to me in the past 26 hours. Vlogbrothers, anyone?
I really don't have much else to say. I was hoping to snag a spot on Pottermore today, but I've probably missed it and I don't know the internet password. So.
Today was mostly my mom chatting up a storm in Polish with family members while I sat back awkwardly not knowing what was going and legitimately thinking about what I was going to change my Facebook status to. I'm so cool, bro.
Aside from that, we visited an Eis Cafe, looked at the massive hole they dug for coal, looked at the home the cousins I'm staying with used to live in before they had to move out so their town could be dug up for coal, and went to a Russian supermarket. At the Eis Cafe, there was a man playing what I believe was the oboe, and it wad fantastic. My mom tipped him in USD like a boss. Then he played Yesterday by The Beatles.
Oh, and while waiting to board the plane we discovered that there was a family from the town next to ours on the same flight. They've lived for the past few years in Brussels, but it was still cool. I always imagine meeting people I know at the airort, and this was pretty close. And it was very helpful to have a face from home to help us out when we got out of the plane in Brussels and were like, "Where the hell do we go next?"
The organization of the blog post is awful. I'm so scatterbrained right now. I'm very tired, but I don't want to go to bed until a somewhat normal time. Meaning I'm staying up until at least six in the evening. I wish I could go on the internet.
Oh, man. You know you're an internet nerd when the thing you miss most is going on fanfiction.net and talking to your buddies on there. Missing you guys, District 14.
I think I need a boyfriend.
And now my mom is snoring. Yay. ._.
--
*Pignite. That's the one.
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