IJournals: 42 (8/6)

So I’m not actually writing this in the airport, but I just wanted to record it.

My plane had a freaking 8 hour layover. It was only supposed to be 3. I sat a in dark corner of the airport and just called people. I called friend SH first, and he was so cute and nice and just same old adorkable SH, but he had to go sleep within like 20 minutes. So then I called friend MK, and we talked for 2 hours because she was unpacking.

Then I called friend ML a few times, because he was the one I originally promised to call in the airport, but he never picked up his phone, though I did miss a few calls from him.

Finally, right before boarding the plane, he calls me and I pick up. It’s like 3 AM for him, and I was so confused as to why he was awake. I was practically delirious, though, and the flight was taking off, so we didn’t say much. But just knowing that he stayed up (I think) to call me was really amazing.

Published by unknownandanonymous

A journal written for me, by me. Bonus points for me if other people like reading it.

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