I hate traveling…on planes at least. Id rather be stuck in a car where I’m able to stop and piss in private, I don’t have to crawl over two people or deal with fucking obnoxious tards. My plane is delayed until four now….so I’m stuck in Phoenix for 5 fucking hours. I feel bad cause I left my Grandmom sitting by herself but I had to charge my phone. And I’m not all close to her either, kell was more then I am. She was the first grandchild and I was the second. But whatevs. Ugh I’m freezing and I actually want to go home, why did I think this would be fun.