Two of my UC Irvine friends are getting married in Hawaii, and I’m attending their wedding ceremony. Well, I may have said, ‘Invite me! Invite me! I’ll go!!’ to them.
So here I am, waiting in LAX for my flight eating a pizza at 8 o’clock in the morning. It’s Thai chicken pizza from CPK ASAP and I just realized that they have “breakfast pizzas”. The last time I was in this part of the airport was when I went to Florida with Adam almost two months ago.
I also realized on my way to the airport that I forgot my travel book on Hawaii along with all the maps and stuff. A repeat of last time. Go me. -_-;
Gonna eat the chicken off my pizza. Can’t let their deaths be meaningless.