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Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Minnesota, Idaho, Hawaii.


Kill me.

I never want to fly again.  
I will swim to hawaii, london or any other location across the sea I may visit throughout my life.
I will gladly drive from minnesota to idaho and back each semester.... (I'd actually prefer that)

I know that i am far from rational, but just her me out on this claim:
First of all we got to the air-port about 10 minutes before our flight was supposed to take off due to a blizzard.  I am so proud of Sheila though,  she drove throuh that storm like a CHAMP! This delay however, resulted in my baggage being "late check"--whatever that means-- and one of my bags not making it to Minnesota. Not happy.
This is just the tip of the ice berg.  
Once we finally got checked in and got through customs, we had to wait about 20 minutes before they let us on the plane; the entire time we waited we listened to the announcements on the PA system that they needed SEVENTEEN people from my flight to bump and take later flights. eff that.   Not happy.  
So after they finally let us onto the plane they threatened us by saying "If two people don't get off this plane right now we are going to cancel the flight."  I guess the luggage and everything was too heavy for the baby plane we were flying on.  This batch even got on and started yelling.  I don't remember much else after that because I fell asleep and woke up an hour and a half later to find us on the ground.... still in IDAHO.  Not happy.....I was not in a good mood that day.
Long story short:  we FIANLLY got home, my lost bag was eventually recovered, and we got a new dog. Oliver.  He is a rescue dog and he is reeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaally shy.
On the bright side, I had a letter from Max waiting at my house when I got home and it was really nice to hear from him.  It was pretty much exactly what I would have expected from him and really precious.  
He left for hawaii today.
I hope his flight goes better than mine did.
I miss him.

Idaho is never easy to leave.  This semester I almost cried when I had to say bye to Makana.  
He's just been such a good buddy to me this semester:  when other people were being cray,  when I just couldn't be in the house any longer, when Zuzu got worse, whan I was being cray, when I was sick, when I just really needed a hug...... he's just so solid.  I miss baby Makana so much.
I miss the family even though I never saw any of them.  I miss my roommates and Amy talking to me about being Lava Lamps and how much I miss Max and stars and bats and everything else I talked about.
I Miss Kaiter Tot even though she will be home in like 5 days.
I miss Mikyla, Marlene, T-Dicks, my math row, and the girl I sat beside in Family History, Karlee, and the girls who sat behind me in math, and my ward, and the bishop......

I love you Rexburg.


Amy Doll said...

Flying was just not easy on Saturday December 13, 2008.

It's ok. Baby Makana will be there for you when you go back to Wrecksburg, unless Sunrise or Sunset or wherever he's living eats him alive.

Q. Patrick Merrill said...

driving is a lot more dangerous than flying . . . a lot