we did not watch the hockey game on monday…except when i forced matt to put it on for the last two minutes of the game…maybe it was good luck that i didnt watch it….

we had our last test forever on monday…that makes me very very…but then yesterday i got really sick…

i had to go back to school to pick up all the clothes and stuff that were marked…but then there was a huge accident on the bridge and i was stuck in traffic for over an hour and i started getting all panicky for some reason and got a major stress head ache so i said screw it and went home but then everything that i wanted to get done kept screwing up which kept stressing me out and made my head hurt more and more…

then my mom warmed up the left over chinese food and the smell of it made me want to hurl everywhere…it was so gross…then i got that feeling where you stomach hurts cause you have to burp but you cant burp so you sit there in aggravating pain until you some how manage to burp…it was horrible…

i didnt finish my dinner…which almost got me thrown out the window…but then i didnt puke any of it up…which saved me from getting throw out the window…

it was a horrible string of events…but now today i feel all better and chad feels all sick…awww

game 1 tonight…and i dont think i even get to watch it…frustration sets in…

i was cleaning out my desk the other day and found this piece of paper…

last year some time i went to pub for my cousins birthday…one of his older brothers friends were there…he was 37 and a pilot…i was drunk and annoyed at people for ditching me so i sat and talked to him the whole night…i think i made a post about it but im to lazy to find it…

anyways at the end of the night he told me he was flying off to peru or something soon but wanted to see me before he left…so he wrote his number and email on this paper he had in his wallet and gave it to me even tho we had already exchanged numbers in our cell phones…

the next morning i got like a billion txt messages from him wanting to take me to the beach…i declined however…then i found this paper…flipped it around and read ‘mans search for meaning’ humm really??? is that what you want with a girl 17 years younger then you??? some meaning??? is that what the book told you to do???

interesting really…

every so often i will get an email from him tell me of his latest piloting adventures…or how he sees my number in his phone and doesnt remember who it is…until he does remember who it is…and every so often when i see my cousin he asks me if i’ve talked to him lately as if him and i have this actual friendship where we talk all the time…just cause we hung out once at a party…

he was a nice guy and made for interesting conversation…but i was really more interested in the fact that he was 37…cause yea know…its 37

i just find it so funny when i discover random pieces of papers with guys numbers on them tucked away in my desk knowing that there was no chance i was ever going to call them…

ha

in other news my first and last exam is this afternoon and i need to go study so that i wont fail and will be able to graduate…

holla

with nothing thrilling to do on a friday night…and with our bitches and booze party only including pat…guido decided we needed to get more italian…so after i made him dinner (…) we sat down to some frank & fritzy…old italian mobsters who were wiretapped back in the 80s…

then guido here thought that his hair wasnt quite playing the part of greasy wop…so taking his hand he wiped the grease from his face to his hair and slicked it back…

i laughed hysterically…

then he threatened to push me down a flight of stairs…