Heathrow Airport

I forgot to tell you about this but it was my first time in my life to almost stay a night in an airport. It was quite fun. No. I'm lying. No its not fun. It was terrifying. The endless wait of uncertainty, growling stomach of emptiness, and dry skin cause of the cold snow breeze isn't a pleasant feeling; especially it was greeted before with an excitement to be back home soon. Luckily I was going home with a friend and there was two of us. At least we have each others company. Hopefully this year I wouldn't have to wait for 24 hours extra to go back home.