random journal
I’m too bored and too overwhelmed with ideas to write something new. I did, however, find this from my “journal”. Some more episodes of airport adventure for whoever cares to read.
So on the third day of supposed-to-be-home-already, I am still here stuck in NAIA. The first day, we didn’t push through with going home because dad decided to make us wait to get Cody the next day. Which, considering, is okay with me. The second day, we didn’t make it again because we got to the airport at 2 pm, and all the flights that afternoon were full (Read: PAL overbooks all its flights), and mom and I being designated NonRevenue (because it’s a free ticket), well you get the point. At 9.30 last night, mom decided to not spend the night at the airport so that we could get some good shut-eye. We took up our bags, stood on the sidewalk for 10 more minutes before finding a bus that would take us to YSTAPHIL. And sleep. And back here with nothing to do. Actually, I tried to sleep – twice. But it just won’t work. It’s too cold, and they seem to have designed the benches in here especially so that you will have a hard time sleeping on them.
