When the plane landed I had never been happier. I had been sick since the airplane lifted off of the ground, and I did not feel any better until we stopped moving. I just hope that the first person I saw when I finally got off of this thing was my sister. I need someone to take care of me. She said that she had to finish up a few things with her english courses in Canada before she could come to the airport. I hope that she would not be too late. I need to lay down and rest.

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