The Road to the Airport

As I write this post I am currently sitting in somewhat thick traffic on the 405 towards LAX at 6 am. As I was just sitting in the car the original idea was that my plane was departing at 9:02 but I looked down at my itenerary and realized my flight is supposed to depart at 8:20!!! I stayed up till 2 in the morning packing, the entire process was absolutely wild. I had to enginire a way to pack all the essentials for ten days, including my skate board, into two tiny carry on bags. Lucky for me my loving mother helped in the process and used her motherly ways to fit 10 days worth of clothes as well as a skateboard into a 3 foot long sailing bag. The thing on my mind now is how am I going to get everything back in there for my return flight. To add onto stressful matters, I put it on my myself to take my favorite blazer for the voyage there with out regard to other peoples' advice not to take it. It just so happened that the blazer had taken some damage over the years and lost all of it's 2 buttons, but I was determined to wear this jacket. I used my sewing skills, courtesy of Ms. Speth (the most patient and helpful sewing teacher ever). I cut the buttons from the sleeves and then sewed them to their according positions on my blazer. So after all of that excitement I finally fell asleep at 2:30 a.m, as restless as I was my eyes refused to stay open any longer. I then had rough awakening at 5:15, my parents voices blaring in my ear to get showered, however I mus stop to apreciate them for doing this because they moved me allowing faster then any cowboy could ever herd cattle. We were out the door by 5:45 and now, as I finish this post, we are arriving at LAX at 6:30 pm. Much appreciation to my two radical parents!