LAST DAY OF SCHOOL

Okay, I'm posting this from one of the computers at Soekarno Hatta's executive lounge. Lia, my elementary school friend is at the airport too, but I can't see her because she's here to pick up her dad and she's not in the International Departure. I have nothing else to do here than to wait for my plane that leaves for Shanghai that was set to leave at 7, then 10, then now, 12 am - than talking to Pennia, HuiXian, Nabila, Giu and Ghalib at ebuddy (did I mention I hate ebuddy?). I've eaten like everything here, from pasta, chocolate cakes, frozen cream puffs, soups, salads, sandwiches, pancakes and drank some of my grandma's beer. Yes, my grandma drank beer so she could doze off at the plane, but no, not my dad. He has to go all sober because he'll get cranky and he doesn't like beer. Like, who doesn't like beer? Haha

The day started with the history test; which I didn't study for yesterday and did this morning, very quick review at the last week's test but then interrupted because I want to see the pictures at the 'Buka Bersama' last week at the computer. The questions were mostly the same so everyone finished the test quickly - everyone except for Adamas who showed up at 8 and by then everyone was already out from the class and there were just me, cigi, tami, nabol and meutia at the class - finishing reviewing on the photos.

It was like a sleepover, without the pillows and the mattress - but we just laid on the class' floor (even nabol wanted to move to the library since it has carpeting, but i was so lazy to even sit up). We chatted, gossiped (we're girls, not that it's meant to be sexist), took (flashback) pictures, r&r meutia's magazine and new TV-shows and filmed a reality TV-show.

Yes, because we're so cool; we filmed reality TV shows at last days of school (even if the story line's kind of messed up)

It's like, so rad. The video might come up soon - depends, if it's too embarrassing to make it (or too long, it was like 20 minutes of something). It won't make the cut in the uploading room (;

I went home at 11, downloaded iTunes and Skype at my mom's laptop and packed for Shanghai - came to the airport and we can't find the plane's gate and told it was delayed. My dad bonded with some families from the same plane (who's suffering like me as well now, but they chose to suffer outside the lounge, fine). My grandma was like held up at the immigration - like my grand mother - a terrorist? That's not humor, that's just plain security stupidity. If you had to ask, yes of course my grandma was fine - she's not a terorist just because she drinks bottles of beer by herself doesn't mean she is.

So now that I lost my hotel reservations due to the delaying airplane, I get to ramble about the very very fugly girl I was standing behind in the line to get into boarding. She was wearing a tank top and keeps kissing her boyfriend - ew PDA (that's so cute, even more than Nick Jonas, yes sorry). And I have this urge to snap her bra-strap. There's a man bringing this huge surf board and a very weird tanned girlfriend of the surfer-boy's.

I realized something today, that my mother dyed her eyebrows. Am I an awesome observer or what? My dad didn't even know until I mentioned it and my mom confessed that her hairdresser thought it was a good idea. She had highlights two days ago - so her previously red brunette is now redder (like in the sun, it'll look so red like Marcia Cross's) because you can't have reddish brunette with black eyebrows (this seems logical but dying your eyebrows doesn't right?). Then my dad has to gone through all his credit cards and passed it to the clerk to check if we can get to the executive lounge without fee - and that he has so many, he just gave the clerk his wallet and asked her to find if anything there qualifies. I'm beginning to think that my parents are delusional; or is it the holiday air?

Okaaay, I'm done rambling, I think I'm going to head to the buffet table and grab some pasta and the chocolate cake - yes, again. I think I've eaten 5 so far - I'm not really keeping count because it'd be scary.

So far I've:
1. Written a blog
2. Bookmarked my own blog at the airport's computer that I've logged in (; (embarrassing but I'm not hiding anything, I'm far too bored)
3. Tasted everything at the buffet table
4. Tweeted
5. Read every Taylor Swift entry at Perez Hilton

I'll be so fat by the time the plane finally boards that by the time I come back 3 weeks later, you won't recognize me!

I hate Viva Macau

Labels: brand: viva macau, friend: cigi, friend: huixian, friend: mutia, friend: nabol, friend: pennia, friend: tami, life: high school, life: lebaran, school: holiday, school: midterm