No Goodbyes

My dad drove me to the airport, coz I was leaving for Spain. We left home a little late.. so, I was stressing out, wanting to make it for check in.

After racing like crazy, we stood there at the check in desk. I kept on looking at the clock so stressfully and things got even worse as I realized that I hadn't even said goodbye to my mother, nor my BF. Wait a sec... why on earth am I going to Spain if my BF FROM Spain is sittin' up in my room in my house?

"Hmpfr, doesn't matter, I just have to catch this flight !" But, of course... things can't run smoothly, coz it's me we're talking about... The attendant said I was too late for check in and I had to go home. So, I did.

I was then consumed by guilt. I would have actually stepped on that plane, even though I hadn't said goodbye to the people I care about most?

I'm such a selfish tart.