Expired Passport

Good morning from the Philippines. Psyke! I’m still here in New York, stuck with May because her passport expired. Yep, you read right… e-x-p-i-r-e-d! And we learned it the funny way too (well, it wasn’t funny at the time), like a scene from a movie… one hour prior to our flight in the terminal. We thought the flight attendant was fooling us during baggage check, but we felt like idiots after she pointed out the expiration date on my sisters passport. Haha! Who’s the fool now?!

There’s probably two empty seats next to Matt and my mom. I should’ve been airborne with ‘em by now but here I am instead, tired and bored as hell waiting for May to get ready because I volunteered to stay with her. We’re bout to leave to the city to expidite her passport. Jem and I stayed up late (thanks for your help by the way) searching for an expiditing service agency after returning disappointed from the airport last night. We found one and I hope we can get this done ASAP!

Man, I guess this is what May and I get for being ungrateful that we’re finally going to the Philippines. Lesson learned. Thank you Lord!