its only 11 and I'm ready tipsy and ready to die

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its only 11 and I'm ready tipsy and ready to die
im back!!!! like i literally just got off the plane like 4 hrs ago and so i'll tell you guys all about the trip tomorrow bcus i'm hella jet lagged and i got to go to school tomorrow :((((((((
it's 8:42pm rn; so we landed in tokyo at about 12 and let me tell you that 2 flight was brutal on my ass like it was numb by the end of the flight and I had to pee so bad but I was on the inside and there was 3 seats and my anxious ass didn't want any attention drawn to me. So now we're chilling in our hotel rooms chatting and the bento we ate was so weird (but that mostly has to do with the fact that I'm a foreigner eating foreign foods). and then tomorrow we'll be going to okinawa
bitching and moaning as usual
my mom is literally acting like shes coming on this trip with me. like when we were buying gifts for my host family today she kept taking over and shit and when i started getting frustrated bcus my mom is trying to tell me the significance of certain bag colors and how to give them gifts properly and im standing there like ’ i know all of this’ and ‘last time i checked only one of us is in Japanese 3 soooo…’ i just said 'lets just go get the snacks for them’ and she said 'you go on ahead’. so i go to the chip aisle and the wifi in the store sucks pure ass so i cant google what snacks they dont have in japan so im just standing there contemplating my life and then my step dad calls like 'where are you???’ (and youd think they knew where id be bcus i just said im going to the snack fucking aisle) so i walk out the asile and there just standing there and im like ’?????’ and i see that theres more stuff in the cart then there was last time. so moral of this story is that they went looking for gifts without me.
so a couple hours ago im trying to fit a weeks worth of clothes into to this duffle bag and my step dad rearranges stuff so it fits properly and so i bring down more stuff since theres more space and my moms like 'why do you have more pajamas shirts?? just wear the one pair that i bought you the whole fucking week’ and i just take my ass back up stairs and sneak a few shirts into my carry on bcus shes got me fucked up if she thinks im gonna wear the same got damn pjs the whole fucking 9 days. and then shes like i know youre tired but get it together and i didnt even respond i just sat on my bed and tried not to scream bcus are you fucking kidding me??? youre already telling me what i can and cant bring on the trip what i can and cant wear. and i know i should be greatful for a mother who cares or just a mother in general but holy shit she needs to calm down like in know im gonna be like 1000 miles away but just fucking relax already damn
3!!!more!!!days!!!!!!!
me @ me: get it the fuck together
i’m going to japan in about 2 weeks and I still haven’t converted my money or bought a proper suitcase….
fuck!!! i keep forgetting to tell you guys that my school has been given the opportunity to go to japan!!!!!! we’ll be there from dec 5 to the 13 (counting the plane trips). 23 ppl from all 5 of our japanese classes and it’s all expenses paid!! THATS A HUGE FUCKIN DEAL!!! the only thing i have to worry abt is spending money and the passport!!!