I was all alone that night. My boyfriend dropped me off at my dorm and went home. It felt so weird because the building felt like a ghost town. Everyone in my suite moved out and it was just me. I cried a little since I missed my boyfriend even though it was only a few minutes since I saw him. I put on YouTube and was fine; my boyfriend did call me so that calmed me down a little. I still couldn't help but feel lonely and a bit scared.

I had nothing but a blanket, sheet, pillow, and clothes. Since I live out of state, I had to find a place to store everything but I knew I should have thought through my packing method more. Of course, I couldn't sleep the last night in my dorm since I kept tossing and turning and turning and tossing. I was mad at myself for removing my mattress pad because my bed was so uncomfortable. More importantly, I didn't have my fan with me since I put in storage. I had no AC so my room was warmer than it was outside.

After a few hours of trying to sleep and possibly getting a few hours, I woke up. I was afraid to miss my flight as I wanted to go home to my family. I had some time before I had to leave for my flight so I watched Netflix. Like every teenager, I checked my phone to see a text from the airline. My flight was delayed; I was pissed, but I called my parents to see what to do since they were expecting me. My parents told me to go to the airport to try to get on an earlier flight. I finally got to check out of my dorm but it was a mistake.

I took an Uber to get to the airport. I asked the people at the desk as well as my parents who tried to figure out the best plan from their end. The best option was to stay at the airport which sucked because my flight was delayed to 5:10. I ate lunch, watched YouTube, and even got ahead on homework. The worse part was I was there for four hours. When the plane arrived, I was thrilled as I could finally go home and see my family.

My time at the airport was a nice learning experience but still a pain.