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NEVER EVER FLY MUMBAI. EVER.
Let's start from the beginning of this nightmare, shall we? We got to the airport delightfully on time and made our way peacefully from Hyderabad to Mumbai for the connecting flight. We were then shuffled through a bajillion security checks before we got onto the flight. I shit you not, we went through one when we first got to the airport, one after we checked our luggage , one when we got to the terminal, aaaaand one when we got to the gate. We finally got boarded, I immediately started watching "Love-On-Air", a k-movie starring Lee Minjung. (kyaaaah!) About a quarter way through my movie, we still hadn't moved and the captain said via intercom that that there was a legality issue with the flight attendants because their last flight was delayed so they weren't given enough time to rest according to FAA guidelines. BUT they said that they would clear it up in about a half an hour, so I continued watching my amazing movie. Halfway through the movie, the captain came on the intercom again and said that our flight was CANCELED. (We're in India, so) There was this huuuuuge rush to get off the flight and there were about 200 people in the area outside immigration waiting for information. Considering how sudden this was, I should probably be glad that they were quite organized, but I hadn't eaten in 13 hours and was quite sleepy. First there was a line to get checked off of the flight, then a line to get stamped in immigration (saying that we hadn't actually left the country yet), then a line through CUSTOMS AGAIN, then a line to get to the shuttles. Honestly, if it wasn't for my mom's constant pushing to the front of the line, we probably wouldn't have gotten out of there until tomorrow. The hotel is actually pretty swanky, glad the airline's paying for it. I went down to dinner at around 4 in the morning and I felt really awkward cuz I was in my pjs. I got back to my room at around 5 and am currently watching I am Number Four while typing this, cuz the hotel coffee is pretty strong. They said the new flight is tonight, but now I know that I probably shouldn't take that for granted.
gah! I luuuurrrv Alex Pettyfer. He's my favorite British Actor. (lol, Alex just said holy shit!)
well, here's to getting out of here soon.
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NEVER EVER FLY MUMBAI. EVER.
Let's start from the beginning of this nightmare, shall we? We got to the airport delightfully on time and made our way peacefully from Hyderabad to Mumbai for the connecting flight. We were then shuffled through a bajillion security checks before we got onto the flight. I shit you not, we went through one when we first got to the airport, one after we checked our luggage , one when we got to the terminal, aaaaand one when we got to the gate. We finally got boarded, I immediately started watching "Love-On-Air", a k-movie starring Lee Minjung. (kyaaaah!) About a quarter way through my movie, we still hadn't moved and the captain said via intercom that that there was a legality issue with the flight attendants because their last flight was delayed so they weren't given enough time to rest according to FAA guidelines. BUT they said that they would clear it up in about a half an hour, so I continued watching my amazing movie. Halfway through the movie, the captain came on the intercom again and said that our flight was CANCELED. (We're in India, so) There was this huuuuuge rush to get off the flight and there were about 200 people in the area outside immigration waiting for information. Considering how sudden this was, I should probably be glad that they were quite organized, but I hadn't eaten in 13 hours and was quite sleepy. First there was a line to get checked off of the flight, then a line to get stamped in immigration (saying that we hadn't actually left the country yet), then a line through CUSTOMS AGAIN, then a line to get to the shuttles. Honestly, if it wasn't for my mom's constant pushing to the front of the line, we probably wouldn't have gotten out of there until tomorrow. The hotel is actually pretty swanky, glad the airline's paying for it. I went down to dinner at around 4 in the morning and I felt really awkward cuz I was in my pjs. I got back to my room at around 5 and am currently watching I am Number Four while typing this, cuz the hotel coffee is pretty strong. They said the new flight is tonight, but now I know that I probably shouldn't take that for granted.
gah! I luuuurrrv Alex Pettyfer. He's my favorite British Actor. (lol, Alex just said holy shit!)
well, here's to getting out of here soon.
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Doctor Who Series 7 Finale Review
[this was copied and pasted from my tumblr post that I made at 1:34am last night]
You guys..I just finished watching the season finale and…
I AM FREAKING THE FUCK OUT MAN LIKE HOLY CRAP
*ahem* alright, calm. I'm going to try and do this chronologically but that won't work so,
okay, the repetitive time stream montage with clara and all the doctors was gorgeous and amazing and awesome. I loved the explanation and ending (?) to her story and if moffat wanted to end it just like this, I'd be mildly okay with it. but seriously, I really hope both of them are okay. Clara has been one of my favorite companions and I'd hate to see her go.
oh and
the doctor....
those of you that follow my tumblr, starburstsandbubbles.tumblr.com, will be aware of my impending fandom change, but
you guys. It's official. I've changed my facebook quote, my gmail signature, and my deviantart signature to a doctor who quote and I've sworn that all my future gchat statuses will be doctor who quotes. I have 2 essays, a research supplement, 200 pages to read, and I can't stop staring at Matt Smith's hair and jaw and chin and eyes and everything. That's how bad this is. (by bad, I mean so very good.)
also, a word of advice, never ever enter a new fandom right before several important assignments are due.
this doesn't mean
Kyuhyun's Elusive Torso
(If you're one of my friends that does not like understand kpop, then you should probably stop reading right now)
(although, the title of this journal should have sufficiently warned you against my pervy fangirlness)
I FOUND KYUHYUN'S TORSO.
My fellow ELFs, for years, we have awaited this moment. Every single one of the large number of angsty and tragic fanfics that were based upon the fact that our babykyu is the only member of Super Junior that hasn't taken off his shirt on camera are now pointless. (still quite beautiful, but POINTLESS.)
Because now, friends, we shall gaze upon KYUHYUN'S TORSO!!!!!!!
http://twicsy.com/i/JMB58
NOW, f
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Dang, girl. That's awful. One time my dad was flying halfway across the globe and had to stop in Britain. Well, he got slobbered on by the man sitting next to him, who decided to snooze on him, had to deal with two flirting strangers who were married/engaged (not with each other, mind you), and then me poor dad had a hot English breakfast dumped in his lap. It was some type of hot oil, too. The flight stewardess then reached to clean it up, hesitated, and decided to let my dad do it instead, for which he was grateful. *nods* Your story sounds equally as bad, if not worse. Anyway, good luck and ignore my journal entry until you get home.
Dang, girl. That's awful. One time my dad was flying halfway across the globe and had to stop in Britain. Well, he got slobbered on by the man sitting next to him, who decided to snooze on him, had to deal with two flirting strangers who were married/engaged (not with each other, mind you), and then me poor dad had a hot English breakfast dumped in his lap. It was some type of hot oil, too. The flight stewardess then reached to clean it up, hesitated, and decided to let my dad do it instead, for which he was grateful. *nods* Your story sounds equally as bad, if not worse. Anyway, good luck and ignore my journal entry until you get home.