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Hello there!!! *Smile* It's me again!!!! It's past midnight and I'm up once again, feeling this strange urge to write up a little entry (or whatever my brain can spew out). No, I'm not a vampire or a geek who's glued to my computer screen (although you may come to believe either one by the time you've finished reading this concoction of soggy words). Summer vacation is practically over and I seriously don't know where it all went. It honestly feels like it was just yesterday that it was July or something. Now, I'm finding myself getting ready to head off to face a scary first year of university. Wow...fall is almost here....and it will be Hallowe'en before I know it. Well...maybe it's not THAT scary. I'm just trying to be dramatic and a little silly. I'm actually looking forward to what is to come. Even though the 1.5 hour commuting to school each morning SOUNDS pretty horrible, I'm actually quite psyched. During that time, I will be able to observe more people in the public, how they act/react and just general crowd behaviour. I'm one of those annoying 'psychology buffs' that you've all heard about, so this is right up my alley. Instead of falling asleep on the bus and/or subway, I will more than likely be taking note of people and their personalities and mannerisms. I have travelled to school by bus before, but not for this long of a duration. People have been telling me that I should spend the travelling time to study or read my notes from lectures, but I'm not so sure if I can do that. I probably would only be able to read about one sentence and then the next thing you know, I'd be drooling with my tongue hanging out, staring at the amazingly built guy sitting to my right (the one with the tight muscle-accentuating black tank top). Haha.....just KIDDING!!!! Seriously, I probably wouldn't study on the way because I just wouldn't be able to concentrate. Also, I like to be aware of my surroundings and not absorbed in a book if (Heaven forbid) the subway should have an accident or something drastic occurred (like if Marilyn Manson boarded my subway car). Where's that "Worst Case Survival Handbook" when you need it? I wonder if they have anything like this in it. I'll check it out. Haha... So, what did I do on Labour Day (Monday)? Nothing terribly flabbergasting and nothing totally shocking. No, I didn't parade in my underwear downtown at noon like you might have guessed (or had nightmares about). Rather, I went with my boyfriend to the university I will be attending. It took us longer than 1.5 hours because we didn't take the special Express Bus that goes straight into the campus. Anyway...so I checked out my classes again just to be on the safe side (I listened to my mama..."It's better to be safe than sorry.") I have class from Monday to Thursday. I'm so happy that I have Fridays off. I'll always have long weekends and that's cool. I'm no party freak or anything like that, but I do enjoy relaxing and spending time having some fun (in-between all the hardcore studying and brain exploding stress which results from university). At the university that I'm going to, we actually got to plan our own schedule. We look through the course selections and then try to create a timetable without any conflicts. Mine works out pretty well. Every single day that I'm at school, I'll be going to the same building each morning, but not all my classes are in the same place....only the first class of each day. Most of my classes are generally close together, so it's not like I'm going to have to rush to my classes or anything (even in the wintertime). So, my boyfriend goes to a different university and he commented that my university is much more modern-looking than his. That's true, because mine is a newer school than his. The thing I like about my campus is that it is so spacious and it has a lot of nature areas (like little parks) here and there. There's even a little mall on-campus to do some shopping at (how convenient!). Because Labour Day was a holiday, there weren't many people taking the subway to and from the university. It was pretty cool because at certain points, my boyfriend and I had the entire subway car to ourselves and let me tell you - it was a weird eerie feeling (but also kinda neat in a way). Oh yes...I cannot forget to tell you about the scary "Subway" incident. You know that fast food place that serves Subway sandwiches? Well...Danny and I bought one and shared it because we were hungry during lunchtime. When the cashier rang it up, guess what the price came to with the GST and PST? Brace yourself....this is scary: It came to exactly $6.66 !!!! When I saw it on the register, I was like, " Oh my gosh! That's such a bad number!!!!!"....and the cashier made us pay $6.65 just so that it wouldn't be the devil's number (666). Geez....what a crazy experience. Why do I always get into these kind of situations? I remember another time (when I was in grade 11 or 10...can't remember exactly...my memory fails me sometimes). We had this raffle at school and you had to sell these books of tickets for the fundraiser. There are serial numbers at the top of each package and on each ticket stub in the package. Guess which section I got? Yup....I got 06660. My package contained the numbers 06660 to 06669. So bad! Nobody wanted to buy a ticket (considering that it was a bad batch of the Evil Number). I ended up selling the entire package to my grandmother (of all people!) and no, she did not win the grand prize (or any prize at all). Geez...that would be weird if she DID win with a number like that. Hmm....I hope that I don't sound superstituous or anything like that, but this "phenomenon" is appearing more often. I have strong faith in God and I believe in Him and his divine power with the saints and the angels, so I have nothing to really fear. After walking around the campus for what seemed like a long time, we headed back to my place to have supper with my parents, my brother and his girlfriend. My brother doesn't live at home, so this was supposed to be a 'special occasion'. The dinner was awesome and we were all stuffed to the brim with food. In fact, I think that I put on a few pounds (which I'm really psyched about, because I'm skinny and because of my high metabolism, it's hard to gain weight). Actually, I probably didn't REALLY gain any pounds....It's more that I FELT like I did. In other words, I felt bloated...haha.....oh well....I don't do that all the time...only when there's good food around just calling out my name. *Grin* So, after the dinner, my Dad wanted to take pictures of the 'two couples' (that is: my boyfriend & I and my brother & his girlfriend). I felt a little bummed because when we were taking the picture, Danny (my boyfriend), didn't put his arm around me. My brother put his arm around his girlfriend. Anyway....so....later, when my brother and his girlfriend left, I asked him about it. Danny just said that he felt a little shy around my parents and that he wanted to, but wasn't sure or whatever. Hmm...sometimes I think that I'm more willing to show affection than he is. Who knows? Maybe I'm thinking too much and my cranium is going to crack right open............*CRAAAACK*............owww. Hmm...so...the Saturday that past was my last time working at my wonderful library job (that paid $15.43 per hour). I am not only going to miss the pay (boy was it ever sweet). I think that I'm going to miss my co-workers much more...especially a select few. They just made the time pass by so quickly. It was fun joking around and laughing so much with them. It's actually hard to sit here and realize that I am no longer an employee there. I feel strange and the expression on my face probably looks even more so. Maybe I'll find a decent job on campus or something. I'll definitely look around. I'm in no real hurry though because I've saved up enough money for about 2.5 years of tuition (minus the books). I also got a terrific scholarship from both the government and the university which totals about $2,400 (which is helping me out soooo much for my first year). I got my first part-time job when I was in grade 10 and since then I've saved up a lot. I'm really good when it comes to saving (even though my mom begs to differ). So...after my last day at work, I went out with about 11 of my highschool friends. We all met at the subway station and left to go bowling from there. Initially I didn't want to go bowling because 1) I was embarrassed that I would keep on throwing gutter balls and 2) Everyone would be watching me bowl. It turned out that while everyone was at the 45ish point mark, I was bowling a score of 95. I never knew that I was "good" at bowling. Actually, I still can't believe it. My friends kept on asking me how I did it and I keep on telling them how it must've been a fluke. It was really fun despite your stereotype of the bowling nerd. The place was awesome. It was like a disco bowling place. They turned the lights off (somewhat) and they use black lights so everything glows. There was loud dance music playing and it was really fun especially with so many people there. I didn't regret going at all! I don't use the heavy bowling balls though (because I'm not Wonder Woman). I'm quite the opposite, actually. I used the rinky dinky 8 pound balls. It was funny because my first throw hit zero pins but on my second throw, I got a spare. Then, later on, I got a few strikes which was cool. The last time that I went bowling was when I was in grade 9. I realized that I had forgotten how much fun bowling can be. So, after that, we all took the bus to this bar/grill called Casey's. It was funny because we took up about half of the bus and we were noisy and loud as ever. I'm sure that they were glad that we got off when we did. Oh well....anyway....when we got to Casey's, the waitress was acting all dumbfounded when we asked her for seats for 11 people. We didn't want to be broken up, so we ended up sitting at the bar area (taking up the ENTIRE area). Then, when we finally got tables, it was interesting because we later met up with 6 other friends, so now our group increased to 17 people. Then, it was like every 5 minutes that someone from our grade in our old highschool, would come sashaying in (unexpectedly and quite surprisingly). Before we knew it, our group was now around 25 people or so and we were kinda worried that they were going to kick us out because not all of us were ordering food or drinks. Well...they didn't (which was good for us). That night I got home at around 1 AM and I was dead tired (as you can imagine). Well...I think that I've written enough for one entry. I'll write again another time. I'm not sure when though because I'll probably be really busy with university and "the joy of schoolwork". When I get a chance to breathe, I promise that I'll write again. So, take care and always remember to SPREAD THE SUNSHINE!!!!! ~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-. TRIVIAL TIDBITS ABOUT ME: RIGHT NOW ~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-.~.*-. EYES: Black eyeliner on only my upper eyelids (usually I line it all around). Two coats of black thickening mascara. NAILS: Natural and cut really short (ugh).... LIPS: Slicked with chapstick (as usual) HAIR: Messily tied up. (Is there a word called "messily"???) THINKING ABOUT: Going to university for the first time and attending the classes. WISHING: I didn't have to grow up as fast. SONG STUCK IN MY HEAD: " Too Beautiful For Words " - sung by Christina Aguilera (not the typical 'popish' songs that she normally sings) SONG I'M LISTENING TO NOW: " I'm Not In Love " - sung by Olive NOTE TO SELF: Children in the backseat cause accidents and accidents in the backseat cause children. 
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Tuesday September 4th, 2001. - 1:29 AM