My braces are off, and this is superb, they look pretty awesome, my teeth I mean.
I have to say I'm pretty happy.
I don't think that our flight will actually take off at 11:15, the sky looks crappy and the runway looks crowded. But hey? How would I know. There is a British man sitting two seats away from me screaming in his phone, I'm quite enjoying his accent. Now I'm pretty sure French people are behind me. Why do they all want to go to Texas? That's so random. Oh well, we'll be boarding in about ten minutes not that we won't be sitting on the runway for an hour, but oh well, iPods fully charged and I have two books to read, life is good.
