Paging passenger Singh, paging passenger Yu; 730pm, last flight to London for the night if I don’t get on this one, I’m not going. Trying to figure out how I can get ahold of the free wi-fi at the airport, as if they didn’t rob me of all my change at the parking now they want me to leave my left kidney so I can check my facebook account to see if the last friends request was the hottie my friend was trying to hook me up with. So I cant get online and am checking out this cutie sitting there across from me she looks bored, maybe I should go and keep her company, but im not good at that, I cant just walk up to a girl and just start conversating. Im shy, yea shy call it that.
Have the look of death on my face, as I am depressed, I should be somewhere else, going somewhere else, unsatisfied with the domestic beer I just had to drink as they didn’t have goose at the bar. They should be a rule against bars not having goose.
I miss her, I rather be down in California right now, I much rather be staring at palm trees drinking a mojito, I don’t even like mojitos but its just something you have to do, when you are in sunny warm weather, rather I am waiting to board a plane taking off for londo,n, rain cold, and dreary. I cannot wait to go there, I am visiting a few friend, and I am only there for 3days then Im right back to the rind of the good ole, NYC. Giving the finger, now why would you do that? It’s the BQE what do you expect, my car service was 30minutes late to pick me up from the office, so I told my driver to step on it. And I get flicked the bird pulling into the airport exit. Fuck off, like I give a shit, you shouldn’t have been driving that piece of crap on the highways of NYC anyways, people like you make this traffic worse than it already is, what happens when your pos, breks down? You slow down traffic for the rest of us. Right, so it sucks for you and us, why don’t you take mass transit, I ralize you might have places to go, and so do we all we all have places to go, but if you must drive on the highways, make sure you are not driving a Korean pos. what is that thing anyways, im knowledgable , call me a car connoisseur if you will, I can look at a cars headlights and tell you what it is. But this thing? Looks like a elentral got into a gang bang with a few domestic cars and out came your pos that you are driving. No wonder you drive it like that, you are ashamed to have it, I would be too.
And im not a snob, I never drove around in leather wrapped seats, or hhad wi-fi in the back seat……regardless once again, I have gone on a writing rage and went somewhere else with this convo.
Getting back to my indecision, as the clock ticks and I can almost hear the digital clock ticking, as I want to hear it ticking, I want the time to go by so my fliggh time is near, and I just get on this fucking airplane and not worry about which way I should be going east or west. My mind tells me to go west, it tells me that I should be going to California dn the other half tells me that I have not seen any of thse friends ina really really long time and that I should be oign t London, ok, so I have mad eup my mind
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