Dear Diary,
I was all set and ready to go! My excited feelings vanquished as the awful, cold-blooded news came crashing down on me - the plane was delayed from 9:00 PM tonight to 2:00 AM the next morning.
That same day was a Chinese festival so my family and I left the house with anger and great confusion (did you think we would be happy?!?!) for dinner with my other relatives. Well instead of enjoying our meal, we hurried home to check the flight schedule once again.
The first noise I heard when entering my house was screams of despair. Right then and there, I knew something went wrong, but I could never imagine it was as bad as it was about to hit me. When I heard the news, I totally flared up BIG time. I mean how could anyone be as heartless as that as to delay the already postponed plane once again. The flight was moved to 7:30 AM. That meant the flight was delayed for 10 whole hours approximately. HATE THIS SOOOO MUCH :@.
You may think I'm over-reacting don't you? Well I'll tell you something; you don't even know half the story. The delaying of the plane meant missing out a WHOLE day in Italy... how would you feel?
This was just totally OUTRAGEOUS; an unforgettable act. A reasonable explanation better be behind this, or I'll scream!!!!
My parents phoned Sky Service - the airline - to find out what was the cause of this delay, but nothing was the result. I mean it's Saturday, no one was there, so with mystified mind, I went to bed.
Well until tomorrow, Good Night! (S)
luv, Florence
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