spring break phase I

story:

thursday morning at 6am i realize, while trying to pack a little before school, i left my tennis racket at the match at volunteer the night before. up until third period im flipping out in epic proportions, until i call coach troupe and he says coach philban has it on the o'dea bus and i can pick it up when they practice at volunteer park at 1:30. so my mom only wants to make it one trip to pick me up and get the racket, so we go to volunteer at 2:30 and no ones there. so, more scrambling continues and i never get my racket back before we leave. and im pissed.

then we had to finish packing in an hour and headed off to the airport. we checked our bags, bought some dinner, and went to the gate. the flight was overbooked, so they asked if there were any volunteers who would take another flight and would get a free nonstop ticket. so my moms like OMG!11!!1 and she strikes up this deal: if we can fly directly into palm springs friday morning at 7am, instead of flying into ontario and having to drive, we would take the free tickets. and also they'd have to get our bags back to us, because we'd be staying in a hotel overnight. so they promise us these things, and we get food and hotel vouchers and what not. i'm waiting, reading right next to the oversize baggage spot for an hour when the people tell me to move. our luggage hasn't come at all and my mom comes back from getting the hotel vouchers and stuff, and tells me they didnt get our bags. i actually flip a shit and drop the f bomb over the institution. so we finally get a shuttle to the comfort suites in tukwila, after buying toiletries from the newstand at the airport (spring break tukwila 08!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!). we have to stay the night there, and catch the shuttle back to the airport at 5:30. but we do get to fly right into palm springs, and two free tickets for a vacation later. so its 9ish by the time we get into our room with our cold sandwiches from 4 hours ago, and they were nasty, so then we had wash our faces with hotel soap and go to sleep in the same clothes. thank god my mom had her make up with her, so in the morning we woke up at 5am, and went back to the airport 30 minutes later.
at the airport, we get past security and want to go the big fancy part of the airport with all the good food, and go to the dish delish place. since we have about $50 in food vouchers from alaska airlines, we not only get breakfast and lunch but i get some green tea mints, chocolate easter almonds and caramels and chocolate covered pears. it counts as food. so then, happy as clams, sans the part about really needing a shower and change of clothes, we walk towards the train to take us to the N gates (and we see maddie on the way, crazy!). once we get off at the N gates, my mom says, wait, what gate are we at again? she looks at the ticket and it says D6. we get back on the train and are both all, thank god we still have like half an hour. so we get to D6 and get in line, realizing about two minutes later its boarding a flight to san fransisco. my mom looks at the departures screen and learns that in fact, the gate was at N like i instinctivley went to, since that was our gate on thursday. my mom says, FUCK, RUN! so she can only run in heels as fast as i can speedwalk in my silver elf shoes, so we get back on the N train and stand about 3 inches away from the door, and im ready to book it. so i get to our gate and ONE last person is boarding and were like phew! were here, don't give our seats away! and they said they already had. and my mom literally just started sobbing and said no, please we have to get on! we went to the wrong gate!!!! ...because we couldnt get in at 4, we would miss the tournament...so literally im like, fuck! and start crying too, and then my moms having an emotional breakdown...but then, two people come off the plane and we go back on and im like AHHHH!!!!! i hope they get all the free tickets they want in the world! so everyones staring at my mom and i when we get on the plane...a) were gross and in the same clothes as yesterday b) we were both crying c) the plane was supposed to leave by the time we got on, basically. so were on the plane and my mom and i are like omg for about ten minutes and then i sleep.
and we get off the plane, and palm springs + pants and cardigan = not best friends, but we get the car and speed off to the house! and then i take a shower and scrub myself to death. and we go to the pacific life open and have the best day ever.

seriously, epic right?