That F*cking week was too long.

So, I'm back from L.A. I had a really good time, my first time in L.A. Big city stuff, really, cool. I had a good time getting stuck in traffic for 2 hours my first day, and nearly getting knocked off of the highways the rest of the week.

Bottom line - I was ready to leave after 4 days of being there.

Then, finally, we're about to go home. We've got a flight on Thursday to Dallas/Fort Worth, and we're all dying to get home. We're tired of the big city and we're ready to relax at home. Bad weather. Flight was canceled. Spent an extra, unecessary, night in L.A. Then, the next day, we had a 10 minute (literally, about 15 minute) flight to San Diego, then from there we flew to Dallas/Forth Worth.

Bottom line - I was glad to be the hell outta there.

Then, my sister and mom split to spend a few days with my aunt because my cousin is getting married. So, my dad and I hug my mom and sister goodbye and head towards home (Approx. 2.5 hour drive, DFW - Ada, OK). We get about, half way there and get stuck in traffic for a little more than an hour. We got home two hours later than I had calculated we would.


Finally, I'm home. Thank GOD I'm home.

So, yeah, I'm back. Who missed me? :v

 

Didnt notice you were gone.

 

Harsh.


Welcome back. (:

 

You remind me of Mr. 7 for some strange reason.

 

Thank you.


Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to do everything there is to do in my house and sleep for 14 hours. o:

 

What? I didnt! Can't I speak the truth?

 

That bad, huh? Good thing I don't live in an over-populated city :'D And welcome back xD

 

So. Planes are off-limits for a while for me.

I don't want to travel anytime soon. D:

 

it was fucking week this week? no one sent me a memo

 

You organised it didn't you? You should've known.