Welcome to New York! Part 3. The never ending London.

Hiya!
So you might not be familiar, or might be familiar with this story from the beginning.(If you are unfamiliar with this story you might wanna catch up first with: Day 1 Day 2 N.B! I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR THE LOST PICTURES THAT IS ALL BLOGGERS FAULT!!!!!!)You see this is the part that never made to blog. It's the London trip that I took now little bit more than a year ago. You see, why the last part never made it to blog is..Because I was afraid. I was afraid to end it. Because you see, this trip was one of the perfect and most memorable thing that has happened to me. It was the best and the worst trip I have ever had. I had fun. I was sad. I was glad. Although some things happened that I'm not glad about and I am not okay with but that does not mean that it wasn't special.
Why it was hard for me to write about this was.. Was because I loved it so much. I didn't want it to ever end. I mean I was with my class who I had been together with for 9 years, and in the spring we were going to graduate and were going to go different ways. I was scared of that. And I didn't want it to be like that.
You see, I'm writing this because I'm finally okay with letting it go. So here we go.
Although I don't remember anything special about the third day except for that I was super tired when we started going to the airport. No really you can ask my classmates about this. At the airport I sat on my luggage bag AND I FELL OVER at least 3 times!! I AM NOT KIDDING! At least 3. But before that I slept on the bus to the ride to airport. As we were going through the security gates, you see my bag was...umm..I don't know how to say this. Well.. They wanted to check it. There was a little problem cuz I was underage and I had to call my teacher. So the guard asked me all these questions what could have been the problem. As he was asking another guard. (Let's call him Jack) Jack came over from my classmates side of the security check. Jack told the guard asking me questions that my classmates bag was taken because of a pocket knife. So of course the guard asks "Do you have a knife in YOUR bag?" And I said No. Because I didn't. Wanna know what caused my bag to be suspicious? Of course you do. Well..It was Lipsmackers. Yup. Those lip palms made my bag suspicious. Tho it was cool. The guards apologized and stuff. See, there are still nice people in the world.
I got my bag back and it was all cool. We could start going. But before we went we were kinda waiting. So me and my bestie at the time decided to get our last starbucks before we had to say goodbye to a deliciousness called starbucks. So as we got our starbucks we went to sit down to this random point. And as weird as it is (I ADMIT IT I HAD A CRUSH ON MY CLASSMATE. Ugh, don't be so dramatic about it.) some of my classmates (*cough* Guys *cough*) decided to leave their bags near us and asked us to "guard"  them ya know? Of course we did. Comon we weren't that cruel.
Aaaaaaand that is where everything started to go downhill. As we board the plane I get a message from my ex, as of currently in this storyline is dating my bestfriend. He was mad at me for some bloody reason. Okay I know the reason.
   So this ex of mine. Told my crush that I like him. The worst part of this all, was that only my best friend knew about it. So imagine my disappointment when I found out she had told everything about me to her boyfriend and my ex. They both hurt me. I got mad at them both. And if you could see mine and his facebook-chat you'd understand the pain I felt, how angry I was. I never thought she would do something like this to me. So you can imagine the shock. All this time you are hiding the thing from the whole world and entrust your secret to the one person you trust the most. But she blabs it out like it's not something important. But, I thought it was okay I'll just deny it like I've been doing for my whole life. Deny the things the world threw at me. Now I kinda wish I had told the truth. At least admitted it. Now point in doing it now is there. It hurt so much.
And the message he wrote to me WAS NOT NICE. IT WASN'T NICE AT ALL. And I almost cried. But I didn't as the robot I am. So we board the plane. I turn my wi-fi off my mobile--network off and hope for the best. I listened to the music as we flew and I thought. I thought that was it all worth it. Was it really? I mean couldn't the perfect solution to just...End my friendship with my bestfriend? I mean It wasn't my smartest choice but it wasn't the worst either.
So after we made it to planet Earth core, I sent my ex a message that I'm done with his and her bullshit. I told him to back off. And to call his lackeys off too. Well, he kind of did it. And I was glad. But from that point on, I started ignoring my best friend. Well, ex best friend. (Let's call her Mack, from now on.)
You might now understand a little better why I never wanted to post the last chapter. Although there are some sweet moments in the last day of the trip, it was not sweet at all. I was afraid to tell this story, because I know some of my old classmates read this blog but I guess it's alright for them to know what happened really. At least my part of this story. I don't know if Mack will ever tell her part of the story but it's alright for me if you knew the truth.
Yours truly,
Minzy.

Btw, my one classmate asked Mack if we were fighting about my ex. Let me tell you, we weren't. I stopped being her friend and talking to her after I realized what a bad friend she has been to me.
*Signing out now*

Best trip evaaa!!

Last moment's in our room.

Let's say goodbye.

And a see you till the next time.