This is a good end to this interesting/dreadful trip. We're at cousin Chandra's house and I must say it's much more welcoming and cozy then Zenda's. It's a bit smaller, more modern though; a nice little townhouse-condo thingy in the Dallas suburb. She served us cute little tapas cheeses and gourmet dips, the parentals drank wine and I had this peach thing (virgin, lol). It's almost 3AM out here and I cannot believe I'm up, i'll be crawling in that bed any second now. Its fucking 30 something degrees outside! when I get back to Cali, I'm throwing these uggs in the corner somewhere, lol. I'm so tired of wearing these bootches. My vans are paper thin. I had them on in N'awlins and it started to rain; I was sooo dicked. Well, in the morning we're going to have some quiche and try to see some museums if I wake up in time and then we still have to make it to DFW around 2:30 for the flight at 4. I'll finally get to see my mommy and my mini-me! I wanna cry just thinking about it man. I'll never be mean to them again.. I can be a terror at home I swear and I've been thinking about it everyday, smh. I miss my ladies. Its tough being away from home, I feel incomplete. That just proves how grown I'm NOT. YAY I can't wait to leave this BITCH.. I don't even want to sightsee. I'm gonna pray before my flight. God knows I'm fearing for my life. A 2 1/2 hour flight feels like a 2 1/2 elevator to me, I WILL throw up in a quickie.
Word of the day: "penniless" (lol)
--Adjective; without any money whatsoever, totally impoverished, destitute-- (that's totally my description right now, ha ha)
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