My plans went down
Hey guys, i'm sorry for not updating the blog this weekend, i had a terrible weekend.
In Latin America, girls have a big party when they turn 15 years old. My cousin's party was on Saturday, September 16. I had everything ready to go, it would be a nine hours road trip. I love long road trips, i've been doing that since i was a baby. I was really excited about the party (i love my cousin).
On Friday, i only had one class and after that i was going to hit the roads! But my mean professor decided to assign a last minute class project. I had to do a very long long long paper and prepare an oral presentation for this Monday. I was mad!
I spent the rest of the day doing that paper with the intention to travel on Saturday morning. I woke up very happy that day and when i jumped in the car something was wrong. The engine didn't want to start. I checked a few things and it didn't work. Other people helped me but nothing happened. Max told me to travel on bus but it would be a 12 hours trip, i wouldn't make it on time. Then my sister decided to buy me an airplane ticket, all i had to do was going to the airport, pick it up and enjoy the flight (thanks sis!!)
I went to the airport and the flight was delayed. I didn't freak out because it was a short flight and i still had enough time. But then the flight was delayed again. At the end, i didn't leave the city. I went back to the apartment and i wasn't in a good mood. Plus, i had a little cold. I didn't feel like posting about it because i didn't want to think about the party i was missing. I went online only for distraction.
Today i saw some pictures of the party. Damn, my cousin looked beautiful. Oh! and i'm in a better mood because my professor really liked my paper (but i'm still mad that i missed the party).
Now i like to think that maybe that trip wasn't meant to be. I keep saying that to myself in order to feel better.
In Latin America, girls have a big party when they turn 15 years old. My cousin's party was on Saturday, September 16. I had everything ready to go, it would be a nine hours road trip. I love long road trips, i've been doing that since i was a baby. I was really excited about the party (i love my cousin).
On Friday, i only had one class and after that i was going to hit the roads! But my mean professor decided to assign a last minute class project. I had to do a very long long long paper and prepare an oral presentation for this Monday. I was mad!
I spent the rest of the day doing that paper with the intention to travel on Saturday morning. I woke up very happy that day and when i jumped in the car something was wrong. The engine didn't want to start. I checked a few things and it didn't work. Other people helped me but nothing happened. Max told me to travel on bus but it would be a 12 hours trip, i wouldn't make it on time. Then my sister decided to buy me an airplane ticket, all i had to do was going to the airport, pick it up and enjoy the flight (thanks sis!!)
I went to the airport and the flight was delayed. I didn't freak out because it was a short flight and i still had enough time. But then the flight was delayed again. At the end, i didn't leave the city. I went back to the apartment and i wasn't in a good mood. Plus, i had a little cold. I didn't feel like posting about it because i didn't want to think about the party i was missing. I went online only for distraction.
Today i saw some pictures of the party. Damn, my cousin looked beautiful. Oh! and i'm in a better mood because my professor really liked my paper (but i'm still mad that i missed the party).
Now i like to think that maybe that trip wasn't meant to be. I keep saying that to myself in order to feel better.
posted by J (Me) at
11:24 PM
1 Comments:
J(me) - I am very sorry you missed your cousin's Quinceanera!
When I was president of a restaurant/bar/catering organization we were proud to host many of those celebrations! I know how very important they are and am very sorry that you had to miss it.
Best wishes to your cousin!
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Gray, at 4:51 AM
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