Big fucking oof. It looks like our flight is gonna be at night. I hate night flights. I hate it because I can’t see jock shit from the cabin window. And the aircraft of choice is gonna be the old and boring Airbus A320. And also the worst possible thing about this? is December 24th. The worst day to travel because of the Christmas rush.
Looks like I won’t be able to record take off and landing out of this thing if it is that much dark.
And guess what? I did not bought these tickets. Mother did. And when I told them why of all times this particular date and time, she said “stop being a spoiled little brat and get over it, at least were getting to fly”.
Fuck you, mom. With all my heart.
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On second thoughts, So much for expectations, aint it? 😒