first of all, storytime: so passing through the security in the airport, i get stopped and they have to search my carry-ons. im thinkin, wtf do i have? well the guy opens my back pack and pulls out 3 of the most randomest things ever for a traveler to carry: a can of corn beef, a can of progresso soup, and a can of ligo sardines. i totally forgot i had those and he goes, uh, dont think youre allowed to bring these. geez, i was so embarrassed. i wasnt able to bring an extra suit case of food this time so i just grabbed those on my way out the house. HAHA. luckily they let me keep the cans.
oh gosh, kill me now. life sucks...papers, no mission (again?!), and the living situation still stinks (literally). i know other people have it worse, so ill just shut the fuck up right now.
at least i love my haircut?
seeeeYA.
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