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ah, it is later, so I shall tell you about the people.

there were many people like us in the airport, who had to spend the night, and wait anxiously on standby, most of them, were worse off then us....on the first flight, my mom was a row back from the rest of us, and had made friends with the people next to her, well, they had ten minutes to get through costums and stuff to get to their flight, they obviously didn't make it, considering we had 40 minutes and missed our flight by ten. We saw them later, and they were on standby, I'm pretty sure they made it out on that first standby though, since I didn't see them again *and we were in every single part of the airport, trust me* the next person we met, was Ashley, she was thirteen, *younger then me, but looked older then my 15 year old sis, XD* she was on the same flight to phili as us, the one that got cancled, so we sat and played cards for a little till my familly had to move to the E terminal for more standby >< she was heading to maine with her mom, ^.^ next, while we were on standby, we met a crew member trying to get home to St. Louis * I really wanted to hope on that flight with him, I mean, I at least have relatives there, and I was sick of Charolette* well, he was on standby, but he, and about sixteen others made it on, my guess, a conecting flight wasn't in. well, we were still sitting there, and we started to talk to Mike, an acupuncturest in graduate school, lols, he was pretty cool, called my sister and me hippies, XD smart guy, well, he made his flight, he didn't really have much of a story other then some gate changes and delays, he was just freaking cause all the flights were in need of matenince and stuffs, and he'd never ridden in a propeller plane before, lmao, we told him about the one aisle puddle jumpers, and he thought we were joking, it was funny. Well, we didn't make that flight of course, but the piolet from the night before did *lucky duck* so we continued on our way, at one point, we met a nice family from india, *they spoke hindi anyway* well, they didn't talk to us much other then the mother needing help turning off her ipod, XD they started at me a lot though, lmao, I was an interesting sight at that point, the little girl got all excited when they got a flight somewhere * I don't know their story* and she said bye to me. hmm....who was next....OH! right, Cori, I think that's what his name was, he was cool, I liked him. Well, he came over and sat next to us in the terminal, and he pulled out his laptop *same kind I have* and I commented how much I missed my computer *ahhh, huggles computer, nice to ahve you back baby, XD* so we started talking, and we asked where he was heading "Probably Iraq or Afganistan." we talked about the military for a while while he played world of war craft, lols, he was so nice.....I hope he's okay....well, there were other people who followed us around, looking for a seat on the same flights to pittsburgh, one poor guy had been there for over 24 hours *a little longer then us* and we over heard him on a call, saying "Please, just route me out of here, I don't care if I end up in alaska, or mexico, or ANYWHERE! just get me out of here!!!" we felt bad for him. lols, on the night we were there, the last flight to pittsburgh, and pretty much the last flight period, there were two crew and a piolt, and a couple other people who didn't make the standby, and we sat around and we talking to them, and my mom said "can't you just comender a plane and get us out of here? there's one right over there" and she pointed out the window, everyone was all for it, except that....it was illegal, and quite impossible... there were so many interesting stories, I'm never going to look at an airport and the people in it the same way....