Last weekend, Ciara, Zaria, and I, Teresa, traveled from Hollywood, California to Paris, France. We planned on living there for a jaar and see how it goes. Zaria wanted to study fashion, Ciara wanted to study art, and I wanted to study the french boys there.
We bought an apartment about a maand before we started packing. Ciara is the organized one so of course we had our plane tickets, some snack because airplane food is cheap and disgusting, and we had our suitcases. Unfortunately, I am the complete opposite of Ciara. I forgot my suticase in my mom's car. Luckily for me, she didn't drive off yet. I climbed in the backseat and retrieved my polka dot suticase
I kissed my mommy goodbye and went back inside the airport. My so called vrienden were gone. They had forgot about me and left me stranded at the freakin' airport! Who does that?
I tried calling them but they wouldn't answer. I checked when our plane was suppose to leave because last time i checked it was suppose to leave two hours from now. I didn't get the memo that the plane was rescheduled to leave now. I missed my plane, missed my opportunity, and i lost some vrienden that day.
God! I felt like such a loser lost inside the airport. I had no clue where i was suppose to be of where I shouldn't be. I unconsciously wondered into an employee's only room. Some ugly, fat dude was busy sweeping the floor and jamming to some heavy metal music. I tried tapping his shoulder but I bet he couldn't feel it with all that FAT covering him. Finally, I just snatched an earbud out and screamed in his ear for directions.
His chubby face turned a bright pink. I thought that was hilarious. I covered my mouth to keep from laughing in his face. He must get teased enough for his weight. "Excuse me Fat Albert but I need directions," I said. He blushed even more.
"Are u going to put that on youtube?" He asked clutching the bezem to his chest. "I was just goofing around."
"Don't worry, I'm not going to be the reason why everyone goes blind from watching u dance." He laughed at me joke. This dude is weird. "Just point me in the direction of the nearest phone."
"Sorry they are all broken but u can use mine." He pulled out an old beat up phone and handed to me. I went for it as if I was going to get it but at the last minuut I swiped my hand away and watched as it fell to the ground. "That's okay i was planning on getting a new one." He tried to smile.
After hours of insulting and arguing, I finally got somewhere. He told me the volgende flight will be in 20 minutes. "Finally," I sighed.
Just before I left, he said, "I may be a large guy, but u should treat me with respect. I also remember u from kindergarden and u have the nerve to say i'm fat? u should see your kindergarden photo!"
We bought an apartment about a maand before we started packing. Ciara is the organized one so of course we had our plane tickets, some snack because airplane food is cheap and disgusting, and we had our suitcases. Unfortunately, I am the complete opposite of Ciara. I forgot my suticase in my mom's car. Luckily for me, she didn't drive off yet. I climbed in the backseat and retrieved my polka dot suticase
I kissed my mommy goodbye and went back inside the airport. My so called vrienden were gone. They had forgot about me and left me stranded at the freakin' airport! Who does that?
I tried calling them but they wouldn't answer. I checked when our plane was suppose to leave because last time i checked it was suppose to leave two hours from now. I didn't get the memo that the plane was rescheduled to leave now. I missed my plane, missed my opportunity, and i lost some vrienden that day.
God! I felt like such a loser lost inside the airport. I had no clue where i was suppose to be of where I shouldn't be. I unconsciously wondered into an employee's only room. Some ugly, fat dude was busy sweeping the floor and jamming to some heavy metal music. I tried tapping his shoulder but I bet he couldn't feel it with all that FAT covering him. Finally, I just snatched an earbud out and screamed in his ear for directions.
His chubby face turned a bright pink. I thought that was hilarious. I covered my mouth to keep from laughing in his face. He must get teased enough for his weight. "Excuse me Fat Albert but I need directions," I said. He blushed even more.
"Are u going to put that on youtube?" He asked clutching the bezem to his chest. "I was just goofing around."
"Don't worry, I'm not going to be the reason why everyone goes blind from watching u dance." He laughed at me joke. This dude is weird. "Just point me in the direction of the nearest phone."
"Sorry they are all broken but u can use mine." He pulled out an old beat up phone and handed to me. I went for it as if I was going to get it but at the last minuut I swiped my hand away and watched as it fell to the ground. "That's okay i was planning on getting a new one." He tried to smile.
After hours of insulting and arguing, I finally got somewhere. He told me the volgende flight will be in 20 minutes. "Finally," I sighed.
Just before I left, he said, "I may be a large guy, but u should treat me with respect. I also remember u from kindergarden and u have the nerve to say i'm fat? u should see your kindergarden photo!"
