Going Home

I went home to Olympia this weekend, and I have regrets. It was a good trip for the first couple days, but I spent time with people I shouldn't have given the time of day to, and as a result, am feeling resentful of going. Whatever, I'm not going to let random assholes affect me from here on. It's ridiculous, the circles you get yourself into when you're expecting one thing, are proven something different, and it just keeps happening over and over again.

I don't wanna talk about. Why am I posting this? I don't want to talk about it. DONE!

In other news, my flight attendant made me cry on the flight back. He looked just like Tim Gunn and he yelled at me, singled me out on the plane and scolded me like a child while I was choking up with tears streaming down my face. Apparently, it's not okay to put your bag under your seat and not above you. And I should have listened to him and not wasted the entire flight's time and should have known to simply take my laptop out of my suitcase and then stuff the suitcase above me. And I was "behaving like a selfish six year old." I didn't say a word to this guy, throughout the ordeal. Being a pushover and not standing up for myself is starting to wear on me, and clearly this incident was my fault for not telling Tim Gunn how it really was.

I told my roommate as I got picked up from the airport and climbed into the car, and started crying again just re-telling the story. She says, "Tim Gunn did you DIRTY! What an asshole Tim Gunn is!"

Tim Gunn, why did you lead me astray? I thought you were a kind man who looked at me through those rimless glasses with compassion, but you're really just a big douche bag that makes girls cry, aren't you? At least I got a comment card from Horizon Air, and I plan to fill that fucker out promptly, you dick!