As Tears Go By 2

You see, now it's no longer Long.

Ok, so back to 1st of June. A big thanks to those who were there at the airport, especially Lucia for driving there at record speed.

I have to admit that eventhough I am not one who usually sheds a tear, the atmosphere that day, with the feelings of leaving indefinitely, other people tearing(hehe), overweight luggage, fat and ugly female security guard who caused trouble(race omitted), particles flying in the air(pollution) and being late for my flight, it was as close as it gets for me to tear. One more glitch and that'll probably be enough, like me realising I forgot my passport or the securities mistaking me for Osama Bin Laden. Thankfully it didn't happen. However, the dude(race omitted again) that sat next to me on the flight smelled bad though, and there I was hoping it was a hot chick.

Ah the drama!


Anyway, back to the story, by the time I was approaching my gate, I heard an announcement. Yup, it was of a guy who was told to board a flight "immediately". Brilliant. When I entered the plane, everyone was seated and I entered as though I was a VIP. Except, I didn't stop at the first class to sit down, but kept walking, even passing the business class on my way to knocking every second person and saying sorry more times than the number of indian friends I have.

Skipping to the part where I was looking for a place to load my luggage up the overhead compartment. While looking, a bag suddenly fell down from one and landed right behind me, missing my head by maybe a feet. The drama never seems to stop.

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