when in doubt, pinky out

My friends decided to have a game night right before I left, a soft sentiment that reflects the relationship that has grown between all like 100 of us in the group chat. The goodbyes were not as sorrowful as one would think, but I lowkey shed a tear as I was walking to my car. The break pads need to be replaced along with the caliper, an oil change, and probably some transmission fluid just for the hell of it. I'll worry about that later.

I woke up at 5 this morning after waking up at 2 because 1. I couldn't sleep and 2. My phone's battery was busted and was not charging. How do you think I felt about my phone acting stupid the DAY OF MY FLIGHT TO CHILE????? THINK ABOUT THAT FOR A SECOND.

Whatever. My stepmom gave me a wholesome goodbye, which is always nice. Brother and sister gave me several going away messages, friends sent me snaps, DM's, the whole sha-bang. It was a nice way to go out. The drive up to DC was not that bad, either. Big shout-out to my dad for caving and putting more money on his Easy Pass (not sure if I spelled that right, but I'm going to roll with it)

With my phone being broken, we go to Smart Fix in Pentagon City Mall to alleviate the issue at hand. $40 is not that bad to get your phone fixed up in a solid hour. Shortly after, mom bought me a nice Philly steak and my dad spilled honey all over his blueberry Panera bagel.

Soon after I gave my final goodbyes for a while to my parents, who eagerly and selflessly assisted me in the hectic trials and tribulations up to this point for this trip to happen. I can't thank them enough for the amount of financial/legal/emotional support that they have rendered on my behalf. 

As for now, I am on my way to Miami and from there Santiago de Chile.