ohhh man. im home. thank god. but getting home was hell. seriously. here's my story. first of all, i was supposed to get home yesterday, at around 3:30. here's how it went down..... we wake up on sunday at my grandma's house at 5:30 AM and get ready to go. we get to the airport and everything is fine, we're on time and everything, and we're on the plane ready to go at 9...when our flight was supposed to leave. the captain comes on the intercom and says "our plane has a leak so we're going to wait a while and see if we can get it fixed." 2 hours later they tell us the plane is officially broken down, so we get off the plane and are extremely worried...we know we've already missed our houston flight. so we run to the front desk or whatever and try to get put on another flight. at around 3-ish we get tickets on another flight, on American Airlines, going to Dallas. about an hour after the plane leaves, we're flying around and receive news that the Dallas airport is closed due to thunderstorms. so our plane is literally flying in circles in the air waiting to see if it will re-open. it doesnt, and we run out of fuel. so we have to land in Lubbock for an hour to refuel. we leave again, and turns out the Dallas airport is back open so we fly there. we get there at 7...but wait around till about 8:45 for a gate to open up, because so many planes arrive at once. we already missed our next flight to indy, so we're put on standby for a flight that leaves at 10. keep in mind that now we have no money except for my credit card, and my brother has a terrible cough, and we're all crying like none other. the 10 pm flight gets pushed back to 10:30...and by 11 we're still waiting to find out if we have seats. turns out we dont, the airline says we have to either stay in a hotel, that they only would pay half for, or stay at the airport. we're booked for a flight to leave at 7:30 AM the next morning. we ended up staying in a hotel, that my dad booked us for because he was already home. it was crazy. and i was pissed because after all that shit the airline wouldnt even PAY for the whole fee. but im not finished.... the next day (today) we wake up again at 5:30 and get everything ready. we're running super late, but we're close to the airport anyway so whatever. by 6:30 we're on the shuttle bus to the airport and arrive there. we get in line to go through security, we have no bags to check so we think it will be fast. when its our turn and the lady wants to see our boarding passes, we hand them to her and she says "excuse me these aren't boarding passes, these are only itineraries, so you need to go to the check-in and have new tickets printed off." so we get out of the LONG line for security and go to the check-in. i go to get in line for security, so we wont have to wait as long. 7:08...and my mom still doesnt come to me. i have to get out of line because im almost to the front. 7:15 and still no mom, so get out of line again. i go over to where she is, she tells me that she just walked right to the front of the line, to the first open guy and argued with him and told him that she was not going to wait in a line until she got her tickets....and then turns out the guy cant give us tickets because it would take too long. i start crying and tell them how can they do that if we're actually BOOKED for the flight. i tell them i've been there for 24 hours and im still not home, when i was supposed to be home at 3:30 on sunday. we finally get our tickets and are bumped to the front of the line in security. me and my sister go through just fine, but my mom has to get checked. its already 7:25. my mom tells me and my sister to go on ahead...so we run to our gate. we barely make it...we're like the last ones on, but we get on the plane. i get in my middle seat between 2 old work guys, and my sister has to sit towards the back by herself. im crying because i think my mom and my brother arent going to make it. i look up, and i see my brother's hat get on, followed by the green shirt my mom is wearing. they are the last ones to get on the plane. we all made it. and now we're home, we got home at 9:45 this morning. soooo i hate flying now. but im so glad im home. im completely tired right now, like you have no idea, and im dirty because my clothes are the same ones i wore yesterday. so im going to take a shower now. but im glad im home!