Only the Best Day EVER....
So yeah, yesterday was a fucking awesome, kickass day for me! It started kinda slow, i over slept and missed my Law & Graphics class... but oh well what can ya do? So anyhow I went to work, went to Special topics and decided to stay for our Graphic Design Club meeting at 4:30. So i had written in my agenda that i had wanted to run for office WEEKS before hand, and i almost decided yesterday that it was very improbible for me to win it and almost went home. Well let me tell you, i am very glad i didn't, because you see darlings, sometimes life takes you by surprise. I went up against 3 other individuals (one of which is very full of himself, more so than i am) and i won... and not just by a few votes. No, it seems from word of others that they didn't even have to vote past my name, out of 20-30 members i got 3/4's of the vote. You have no idea how much that pleases me, no earthly idea at all. I was always a bit of the looser type, that never would have been elected for anything except class dork. But that was then and this is now, and i was so shocked when my name was called i just assumed it was someone else... but no... it was me! So after being out in the parking lot jumping up and down and screeching with George, i went home and the to League. I actually played halfway decent for once, halfway for me is still piss-poor, but the premise is that i didn'ty let itr get me down for the rest of the night like as per capita. Poor Troy got assalted a couple of times by a "hop-ing" girlfriend who showered him in kisses from the first moment she stepped into Morey's. So after that was over at 11:30 i went to the Breakfast Club to hang with my firends, i had no been there since a couple of weeks before meeting Troy. So there I am, liquored up, getting sung "pomp and cercumstance" and being called Mrs. President by other AiCh Alumni. So there i am talking to Craig, Lindsay, and Shane and all i can talk about is Troy. I didn't even dance, which was very odd indeed being that B.C. is the only place i will and do dance at. So Craig says "you outta go surprise him", perhaps it was Shane, but anyway that is not the point... the point dear readers is that our author missed her darlin' so much that she booked ass to his house (35 mins away) just as soon as he returned her drunken voicemail message. So i guess you could diffenately say i have got it bad... me who was always "down with love" has become someone who love another more than anything or anyone else. So here i sit, smiling content, and dying for 8:30pm to come around so i can go be with him. It's funny, I had always thought that love was just something made for movies and that real feelings were never anything like those of the actors portrayings, i am certain i was wrong about that... the feeling of fuzzy pink rabbits in "my" brain and the quickening whimsical fluttery beating of my heart at the mere mention of his name tell me I was wrong.