Episode 1: Pilot

It's a beautiful day. The sounds of nature fill the air. People walking, running, and driving as well. It was in the City that this all started. New York City. I walked out of the hotel and into the rushing streets of 3rd and 50th. People were heading to the coffee shops and subways and calling for taxies. As I headed to Lextington Ave, birds flew in the air. I have arrived at the place that I wanted to start my day at. Starbucks. I got a Caramel Latte. Best thing ever. I got back to the hotel and into my bed again. I turned my TV on and began to relax again. Until... it was time to go. Out into the City then into the Taxi. Taxi ride was probably about 30 minutes. In that 30 minutes, I have stared out into a place I have lived for almost 8 years. United States of America. I have arrived at a place I didn't wanna be at. JFK International Airport. Got there and right away, went into the check-in, then into the lounge. The lounge was a quiet nice place with food and drinks. And the best part, free Wi-Fi. I watched Glee and talked to people on chat. I called my friends the last good-bye and it was time to go to the gate. Gate 6. We got onto the plane and sat in the seat.  The plane ride was 13 hours and 35 minutes. It was hell but I got through it somehow. I watched some movies and slept. As that finally ended, we waited another hour until our next plane. This one was only an hour and 10 minutes but it still felt very long. In total of 14 hours and 45 minutes, my day in the airport was DONE. Family came to pick us up and went to my grandma's place for dinner. It was 10:30 PM, 10 people in the room. All of a sudden, it gets all quiet. We all wondered what was going on and my aunt says "earthquake". We all look around and see the furniture shaking and moving. The TV was making beeping noise to tell us that there was an earthquake. My cousin and I grab onto each other and start to spazz. We knew that we were going to die. My dad tells us to shut the fuck up. We were so scared. It stops in about 3 minutes or so. The TV told us that the magnitude of the earthquake was only 3. The city next to Nagoya had a magnitude of 6! My family went to the hotel right after the earthquake ended and watched the news and fell asleep.


THAT was the BEST day of my life. NOT!