I am in the airport again...waiting for another flight. Lately I feel like the airport is my second home. I thought it would be a pleasant experience, with wireless internet and a pub...but it's not. There is not a single comfy chair in the entire airport and the pub is closed, leaving me alone to type on my keyboard. At least I have a pink computer that matches my outfit.
A funny thing happened to me just an hour ago. I am listening to music on my keyboard and I am using headphones, so obviously I plugged them into my computer. I have been chatting on instant messenger, listening to semi-stupid music, and thinking my little world of technology was only mine. Well, about twenty minutes ago I realized that my headsets had come out and my music was playing for the entire airport to hear. I kept wondering why people were staring at me as they walked by..."Maybe they are just looking at my cute little pink computer?" So embarrassing! It wouldn't have been so embarrassing if I had been listening to good music. But sadly my time in Morocco has put a damper on my music style and blasting crazy euro trash music doesn't please anyone...except me I guess.
An hour left until my plane takes off. I hope the pub is open on board...
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