neither one of us can be found...
so i'm finally home after a 5 hour trip home. let's do a short summary and rant the whole story later.
++ seeing kitty in toronto and watching hours of big shots (my new fave show)
++ seeing everyone at queeen's
+ getting really drunk friday night
+ smoking a lot of shish and feeling so pleasant
---- sleeping on the floor 2 nights in a row
-- bitches on the bus who kicked me and morgan out of our sweet spot
--- dehydration headaches
-- discovering i have no goal for university
alright so i went to toronto on thursday night. the trip there was the oddest experience for some reason. the whole time i was very like, tense/anxious. i felt like i didn't know where i was going, even though i've done that trip at least 6 times before, and i was all unsure. i got off the go-train and the way the platform is organized, there's an elevator right in the middle, so it ends up with about 4 feet on either side for people to walk by, while two huge trains are barelling by in different directions, and i was actually terrified. there was a guard rail, so i knew the train wasn't going to hit me, and i wasn't going to fall, but i was very tense about it. so then i get into union station at peak rush hour. TONS of people who are all rushing and bustling and yelling and there's announcements going and police officers walking around and general hectic chaos-ity. then i get to the subway and i only have a 5$ bill, so i had to get change. the woman gave me back 2 twoonies and four quarters so that i could put the 2.75$ fare in the container thing. but i didn't realize what i was doing and just thought she had taken the fare and given me change, so i just walked through the gate. then like, 5 different people started yelling at me and i was fumbling with my change and had to give it to the girl behind me who just looked at me like i was an invalid. so then i had to run to get on my train and i wasn't sure it was going in the right direction cuz i couldn't hear the little announcement woman who calls out the next stop. ack, i don't know why i was so stressed, usually i can keep my head in situations like that and i really don't know why i was so bothered.
i saw the cutest guy on the subway tho, oh man, and he offered up his seat to an older woman, which means he has some kind of kindness, then he pulls out his calc textbook and starts reading ( = intelligence), and he was dressed well but he wasn't trying too hard, and his hair was like, the perfect amount of messy. ugh, he was adorable. it's funny how in that whole like, minute i was, ahem, observing, him, i already got a whole impression of what kind of guy he is. i don't mean to sound judgmental, but if i could have, i would've asked him out right there. and for some reason that made me feel much more relaxed. haha eye candy can be so useful :P. i still felt a little uneasy tho.
then i walked out of the subway station on the wrong side which didn't help with the tension. then i passed an rbc atm and i needed cash so that was convenient, but it was one of those that are just on the outside of the building, so i was sure someone was going to come by and steal my money so i was like, looking left and right the whole time like a fool. so then i finally got to innis and neither morgan nor kitty were answering their phones so i was sitting there by myself and it was not helping with my anxious mood. but by coincidence kitty walked out, and she was with her friend but right away she could tell something was up. i love that about good friends, they don't need to ask you when something's wrong, they can tell, and kitty's really good at knowing what to say. so after i few minutes and some free snacks from the cafe opening across the street i was feeling much better.
that night kitty and i talked and ate mcd's as is our tradition, and watched 9 episodes of big shots, and just had a nice relaxed time. it was so good to see her and watch a good show and yeah, it was a really good night.
so then friday rolls around, morgan and i hit the bus at 11.30, i had a much better experience getting on that bus than when i had going home for christmas. so we each got our own set of two seats, cuz really it's so much more comfortable, and it was great, i got all set up and comfy, then we got to scarborough where more people were getting on, and the loser in front of me pinched me (cuz i was fake sleeping to avoid having to move my stuff), and said "you should go sit with your friend cuz more people are getting on". "fuck you dumbass loser" is what i wanted to say, but i didn't, i just grumbled and harassed morgan into moving her stuff. and while i'm happy that the mother and daughter of the family of 5 that got on were able to sit together, i was still pissed. then the three hour bus ride went by agonizingly slowly. like, 3 hours has never taken so long to go by. ever. but we made it finally, got a cab right away and blam we're at queen's. i got happier once i was there, and once we had our sweet dinner it was even better. then i drank. a lot. and destroyed laura's whiteboard and really wanted to go for a walk and no one would let me. after falling asleep in the hallway and having a shoe thrown at me, smoking a little and walking around the hall a bit, i was ready for bed, and ended up on a deflated mattress for the night.
sooo saturday, got up and actually made an effort with my appearance. had pretty sweet brunch, walked around downtown, watched morgan look amazing in her formal dress, tried on the most amazing shirt that was too expensive for me to buy (:'(), sat talking in the common ground for a looong time which was really fun, had amazing dinner at mango, and on the walk home me and sean got to have one of our talks. these used to happen a lot at lisgar, and as much as sean can be annoying to debate with, he is a really good listener and says constructive stuff. we were talking about school, and how i like 5 different things right now and can't figure out what i want to do with my life. yet again. this part of the story is a bit long tho (haha not that i'm being too concise), but maybe i'll talk about it another time.
saturday night i helped smoke a lot of double apple. it was a great experience. afterwards i was so content, and i got an amazing blanket, and pompoms, and i was so happy just lying there, nearly asleep and just so content. it's kindof a good thing i don't have a hookah because i would do it every day. then i walked over to sean's res, which was cold and very disruptive to my contentedness, but he and his friend were watching star wars so that was alright. old school visual effects are so funny. and i really wanted to sleep in the fort that sean made, but it would be weird to lie next to him, so i just slept straight on the ground. which was pretty awful. some people can get away with sleeping on the ground, i am not one of those. my collar bones felt like they were going to break. and i got really cold at one point and had to put on sean's housecoat because it was the closest thing at hand. but it was better than sleeping outside i guess...
today was alright, everyone ate brunch together. which i really liked. big groups can be annoying sometimes, but i also liked sitting with everyone together. i dunno, it reminded me of old times at lisgar and yeah, i liked it. then i got to spend some time with anna, which was great, anna is also really good at telling me things i need to hear. ack i love friends. but it was too bad that our visit was cut short because i could talk to that girl forever.
so then we got into the cab, got on the bus, and they had a sweet set of four seats facing eachother. like on the go-train. which none of you take. ok well i was a sweet seating arrangement, and everything was going well until these two girls decided they were too good for the two empty seats at the back and just had to sit with us. booooooooooo. so they were talking all ditsy and shit. then one of them whips out this chick pea salad that could not have stunk more like garlic. usually i like garlic. but goddamn. CHICK PEA MOFUCKING SALAD?!?!?!. annnd, catherine brown, a girl from first ave, just happened to be sitting behind morgan arguing vehemently about HOW IONS DISSOCIATE IN WATER TO FORM ACID AND WHAT AN ISOELECTRIC SOLUTION IS. PUHLEASE! i learned what isoelectric meant in about grade 8. not to mention, she had THE most annoying cough. like, sorry you were sick honey, but goddamn, get a losenge or something. it was always 3 coughs followed by 2. arrrggghhh.
so then my ipod was dangerously low and i wanted to save it for the go-bus home when i was gonna be alone so i was sitting there listening to dumb-girls conversation. sigh. then they didn't know the bus was stopping at scarborough, didn't know what it was or where the town centre was, and got off anyway.
i ended up getting to the go-bus earlier than expected tho. and fucking lameass go tickets, you're supposed to cancel them for them to be valid. that doesn't make any sense right? so they have all these machines in the station where you're supposed to 'cancel' your ticket before you get on the train. but then i decided i was gonna take the bus cuz there was an express one to hamilton. so it was good cuz i only had to wait 10 minutes for a direct route, but i got on the bus and the driver was like, 'why is your ticket cancelled already', and i was like, CUZ THE DUMBASS SYSTEM CREATED BY THE COMPANY YOU WORK FOR DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE. no that's not what i said, but he looked at me all suspicious, i was like, clearly it says the date and time i stamped this thing, it was 15 minutes ago, give me a break. then i had to walk for 20 minutes from the stop which i wasn't happy about. but whatever, i got home, got my favourite sunday night dinner from commons, then went up to catch up with my roommate. which was nice.
so tonight i watched superbad again. that's such a funny movie. i love their sense of humour. i listened to hawaii by meiko on repeat and watched this sweet nightlight i have that changes colours. i felt a lot like a stoner, but i was really relaxed, then decided to come write everything down but now it's about time i went to bed. ahhhh my bed. i love my bed here for some reason. i didn't like it in the beginning but now i find it excessively comfortable.
now i neeeeed to sleeeeeep
xoxox
++ seeing kitty in toronto and watching hours of big shots (my new fave show)
++ seeing everyone at queeen's
+ getting really drunk friday night
+ smoking a lot of shish and feeling so pleasant
---- sleeping on the floor 2 nights in a row
-- bitches on the bus who kicked me and morgan out of our sweet spot
--- dehydration headaches
-- discovering i have no goal for university
alright so i went to toronto on thursday night. the trip there was the oddest experience for some reason. the whole time i was very like, tense/anxious. i felt like i didn't know where i was going, even though i've done that trip at least 6 times before, and i was all unsure. i got off the go-train and the way the platform is organized, there's an elevator right in the middle, so it ends up with about 4 feet on either side for people to walk by, while two huge trains are barelling by in different directions, and i was actually terrified. there was a guard rail, so i knew the train wasn't going to hit me, and i wasn't going to fall, but i was very tense about it. so then i get into union station at peak rush hour. TONS of people who are all rushing and bustling and yelling and there's announcements going and police officers walking around and general hectic chaos-ity. then i get to the subway and i only have a 5$ bill, so i had to get change. the woman gave me back 2 twoonies and four quarters so that i could put the 2.75$ fare in the container thing. but i didn't realize what i was doing and just thought she had taken the fare and given me change, so i just walked through the gate. then like, 5 different people started yelling at me and i was fumbling with my change and had to give it to the girl behind me who just looked at me like i was an invalid. so then i had to run to get on my train and i wasn't sure it was going in the right direction cuz i couldn't hear the little announcement woman who calls out the next stop. ack, i don't know why i was so stressed, usually i can keep my head in situations like that and i really don't know why i was so bothered.
i saw the cutest guy on the subway tho, oh man, and he offered up his seat to an older woman, which means he has some kind of kindness, then he pulls out his calc textbook and starts reading ( = intelligence), and he was dressed well but he wasn't trying too hard, and his hair was like, the perfect amount of messy. ugh, he was adorable. it's funny how in that whole like, minute i was, ahem, observing, him, i already got a whole impression of what kind of guy he is. i don't mean to sound judgmental, but if i could have, i would've asked him out right there. and for some reason that made me feel much more relaxed. haha eye candy can be so useful :P. i still felt a little uneasy tho.
then i walked out of the subway station on the wrong side which didn't help with the tension. then i passed an rbc atm and i needed cash so that was convenient, but it was one of those that are just on the outside of the building, so i was sure someone was going to come by and steal my money so i was like, looking left and right the whole time like a fool. so then i finally got to innis and neither morgan nor kitty were answering their phones so i was sitting there by myself and it was not helping with my anxious mood. but by coincidence kitty walked out, and she was with her friend but right away she could tell something was up. i love that about good friends, they don't need to ask you when something's wrong, they can tell, and kitty's really good at knowing what to say. so after i few minutes and some free snacks from the cafe opening across the street i was feeling much better.
that night kitty and i talked and ate mcd's as is our tradition, and watched 9 episodes of big shots, and just had a nice relaxed time. it was so good to see her and watch a good show and yeah, it was a really good night.
so then friday rolls around, morgan and i hit the bus at 11.30, i had a much better experience getting on that bus than when i had going home for christmas. so we each got our own set of two seats, cuz really it's so much more comfortable, and it was great, i got all set up and comfy, then we got to scarborough where more people were getting on, and the loser in front of me pinched me (cuz i was fake sleeping to avoid having to move my stuff), and said "you should go sit with your friend cuz more people are getting on". "fuck you dumbass loser" is what i wanted to say, but i didn't, i just grumbled and harassed morgan into moving her stuff. and while i'm happy that the mother and daughter of the family of 5 that got on were able to sit together, i was still pissed. then the three hour bus ride went by agonizingly slowly. like, 3 hours has never taken so long to go by. ever. but we made it finally, got a cab right away and blam we're at queen's. i got happier once i was there, and once we had our sweet dinner it was even better. then i drank. a lot. and destroyed laura's whiteboard and really wanted to go for a walk and no one would let me. after falling asleep in the hallway and having a shoe thrown at me, smoking a little and walking around the hall a bit, i was ready for bed, and ended up on a deflated mattress for the night.
sooo saturday, got up and actually made an effort with my appearance. had pretty sweet brunch, walked around downtown, watched morgan look amazing in her formal dress, tried on the most amazing shirt that was too expensive for me to buy (:'(), sat talking in the common ground for a looong time which was really fun, had amazing dinner at mango, and on the walk home me and sean got to have one of our talks. these used to happen a lot at lisgar, and as much as sean can be annoying to debate with, he is a really good listener and says constructive stuff. we were talking about school, and how i like 5 different things right now and can't figure out what i want to do with my life. yet again. this part of the story is a bit long tho (haha not that i'm being too concise), but maybe i'll talk about it another time.
saturday night i helped smoke a lot of double apple. it was a great experience. afterwards i was so content, and i got an amazing blanket, and pompoms, and i was so happy just lying there, nearly asleep and just so content. it's kindof a good thing i don't have a hookah because i would do it every day. then i walked over to sean's res, which was cold and very disruptive to my contentedness, but he and his friend were watching star wars so that was alright. old school visual effects are so funny. and i really wanted to sleep in the fort that sean made, but it would be weird to lie next to him, so i just slept straight on the ground. which was pretty awful. some people can get away with sleeping on the ground, i am not one of those. my collar bones felt like they were going to break. and i got really cold at one point and had to put on sean's housecoat because it was the closest thing at hand. but it was better than sleeping outside i guess...
today was alright, everyone ate brunch together. which i really liked. big groups can be annoying sometimes, but i also liked sitting with everyone together. i dunno, it reminded me of old times at lisgar and yeah, i liked it. then i got to spend some time with anna, which was great, anna is also really good at telling me things i need to hear. ack i love friends. but it was too bad that our visit was cut short because i could talk to that girl forever.
so then we got into the cab, got on the bus, and they had a sweet set of four seats facing eachother. like on the go-train. which none of you take. ok well i was a sweet seating arrangement, and everything was going well until these two girls decided they were too good for the two empty seats at the back and just had to sit with us. booooooooooo. so they were talking all ditsy and shit. then one of them whips out this chick pea salad that could not have stunk more like garlic. usually i like garlic. but goddamn. CHICK PEA MOFUCKING SALAD?!?!?!. annnd, catherine brown, a girl from first ave, just happened to be sitting behind morgan arguing vehemently about HOW IONS DISSOCIATE IN WATER TO FORM ACID AND WHAT AN ISOELECTRIC SOLUTION IS. PUHLEASE! i learned what isoelectric meant in about grade 8. not to mention, she had THE most annoying cough. like, sorry you were sick honey, but goddamn, get a losenge or something. it was always 3 coughs followed by 2. arrrggghhh.
so then my ipod was dangerously low and i wanted to save it for the go-bus home when i was gonna be alone so i was sitting there listening to dumb-girls conversation. sigh. then they didn't know the bus was stopping at scarborough, didn't know what it was or where the town centre was, and got off anyway.
i ended up getting to the go-bus earlier than expected tho. and fucking lameass go tickets, you're supposed to cancel them for them to be valid. that doesn't make any sense right? so they have all these machines in the station where you're supposed to 'cancel' your ticket before you get on the train. but then i decided i was gonna take the bus cuz there was an express one to hamilton. so it was good cuz i only had to wait 10 minutes for a direct route, but i got on the bus and the driver was like, 'why is your ticket cancelled already', and i was like, CUZ THE DUMBASS SYSTEM CREATED BY THE COMPANY YOU WORK FOR DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE. no that's not what i said, but he looked at me all suspicious, i was like, clearly it says the date and time i stamped this thing, it was 15 minutes ago, give me a break. then i had to walk for 20 minutes from the stop which i wasn't happy about. but whatever, i got home, got my favourite sunday night dinner from commons, then went up to catch up with my roommate. which was nice.
so tonight i watched superbad again. that's such a funny movie. i love their sense of humour. i listened to hawaii by meiko on repeat and watched this sweet nightlight i have that changes colours. i felt a lot like a stoner, but i was really relaxed, then decided to come write everything down but now it's about time i went to bed. ahhhh my bed. i love my bed here for some reason. i didn't like it in the beginning but now i find it excessively comfortable.
now i neeeeed to sleeeeeep
xoxox