Diary

Lost at a airport.

Warning swearing and scary true events:

Ok. I am fucking scared. Fucking scared out of my mind, take how spiders scare you (or your fear) shove it up your ass then push it all the fucking way up and then eat it. That's how bad this is
(Also thumbs up for discripton, Ace you son of a bitch.)

~past event skip~

So I hoped of the plane alone, went through customs and immigration alone, caught a train across the massive airport alone,had nothing to declare alone, and then walk out to the gate without a trouble expecting dad to be there with open arms right. BUT FUCKINGPAULTHEBALL (sorry I don't know where that came from, It literally self checked it to that. Literally..)
He wasn't there for 30 minutes and everyone had gone, so I'm like
"Oh, maybe his at gate A"
So I walk there and no..
I go to gate C and D as well and his not there. So I'm starting to worry a little...
I look at my flight details on the tv board thing and it clearly says 'gate B' so I walk back there (btw my feet were/are killing me..)
And wait.... And wait... And wait some more. And hour and 20 mins maybe passes and I was like
"Fuck.... WHERE IS HE!???"
I grab the paper with his number on it and go to one of the airports desk.

Me: can I call my dad please, I can't find him it's really important.

Lady: *insert terrible English here from Chinese*
I-.... I, I am terribly sorry...... Th-........ This is a Macau number not Hong Kong.. Y, you have to pay for that number..

Me: but I don't have any money and I need my farther...

Lady: I can't h.... H, help you mam.

So I'm like..
"FUCK YOU GOD!??!! IF I HADNT BOUGHT THE HEADPHONES AND GAVE THE MONEY TO SOMEONE WHO NEDED IT I STILL WOULD BE IN THIS SITUATION!?? I CANT FUCKIG WIN T~T"

I go over to 3 other people and get the same thing.. I need God dam money. So, when all options were gone.. I turned to my last resort.
Busking.

I don't like busking alone.

So yeha, after shitting myself I start singing with my black beanie out as a money collector. I literally sing for half an hour... Non stop, and got 10 cents.. Not even kidding.

*sighs in disappointment, "fuck you all."*

Next thing I do. sit down and cry.. I didn't know what to flipping do, how would you react? Stuck in a totally different country, no money and everyone around you didn't give a single fuck.. So yeah, I was terrified, making plans where I was gonna sleep tonight if I was gonna try and bribe someone for food.

And then something happened that made me cry even more out of happiness and the feeling that someone cared. even though the person probably thought little of it.
An little old man who couldn't speak any English handed me a little tissue packet. I tried to say thank you but it sounded more like I wanted to kill him. Has that happened to you? Crying and then trying to talk and your all like

"I-I *sniffles and Trys holding back tears* than~~k y-you *cries everywhere*"

That's basically how I was, and then another nice man came over and gave me a un-opened water bottle (cause if that shit wasn't sealed I wouldn't have drunk it no matter what.) and some cleaning wipes?... Baby wipes.. Idk they fucking skin babies to make ass wiping things.. for babies.
(*insert 'the more you know' meme..*)

And then all my fucking dreams come true and a airport staff actually came and fucking helped me!!!!
(Sorry for so much swearing ass holes.)
So yeah, finally some good shit went down the toilet seat. And I even had to go to the police.. But at least they gave me a fucking gross ass sandwich to make up for everything *thumbs up while crying*
I was there for a couple more hours..
And then dad finally showed up.
He thought i landed the day after... so yeah, that happened XD