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November 30, 2023. part 8. But nobody knew that. So I was selling it as if the screen wasn’t cracked. I ended up removing my number from the description after I could text people. That day, I also had to rewash some clothes. I took a shower, groomed my hair and beard, deodorized and moisturized. I put the done clothes in the dryer afterwards and washed some more clothes. I packed my suitcase and stuff. I also brushed my teeth and brought up a bag of four Snyder’s jalapeño pretzels and some sparkling ice drinks. Pops brought those for me for the trip. Pops gave me some travel money that was from him and mom. I was expecting like $200 or a bit more. But I got like $150. That’s just enough to get laid for a half hour. I was grateful tho. Pops and grandma wanted to leave to go somewhere. As grandma was about ready, she was telling me to be very careful down there. Racism is well known all over the U S A, but especially in the south. So I took what she said to heart. My sister and I headed too the car and I put my suitcase in there and the bag with pretzels and sparkling ice drinks in there. She started driving me to the airport. I ate and drink'd on the way there. The day was pretty cloudy and the drive took a while. When I got my stuff out the car after we arrived after some time, she gave me a hug. I headed into the airport and walked toward where I needed to go. The bag was supposed to be for carry on, but it didn’t fit into this stupidass metal thing they had. They had some bar you had to put the bag in between, mine couldn’t fit in between, so I had to check the bag in. The chick told me I had too walk back and pay. I was at this machine and one of the guys around there who I asked for help, said that I have to get the card from this machine to pay. Another machine. The machine I was at only take card. I went over to the machine and it was a $6 fee to get the card. Some con artist bitches man !! The check in fee was $30. So I had to pay $36. I asked this younger white guy if he had change for a 20 so that I could just end up putting exactly $36 in there. He didn’t. I would have $4 left, but I didn’t want to even put that on the card. I was annoyed with having to pay and the shit was supposed to be carry on !! I went ahead and gave the machine $40 and got my damn card. Then I went back over to the other machine to check the shit in. I actually texted my mother and sister, saying that I had to pay. My sister and I was texting back and forth a bit. Mom ain’t really respond. Then I walked back toward the lady guards. The chick told me I had to close my expander on my suitcase. I kneeled down on my bag and closed the zipper all the way around. I had to show her the check on receipt and another chick had too tell her I was good. Other lady was of Indian descent I think. The one who was talking to me was black like me. She was acting a bit funny I felt like. Next part, was standing over this line. I took everything out my pocket at the T S A part and my shoes off too. I walked through the metal detector and had too take off something else and give it to the guy. After that, I got it back along with my other stuff. After this, I headed too my waiting area. I followed the numbers/letters on the signs to get there. I took an escalator and a flat escalator. One that’s just flat and goes across the floor. It helps you to walk much quicker. I ended up in the waiting area and it of course had some food spots there. I ended up buying myself a buffalo chicken slice of pizza. I sat down and ate. Then got back up again after some time to get me a drink, I brought myself a small bottle of Tropicana lemonade.