Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Chaps (Part 2).

When I leave the lecture hall I put on my coat and backpack and make my way to the OC caf. I look around to see if I know anyone. I kinda try to make a decision on whether or not I should eat, but my OSAP money has not come in, so I really didn't want to take out anymore money because I was running low. So I decide to make my way to the Library and chill there and hope that it is the proper meeting point with Nancy at 15:00 hours.

I walked around the main lobby of the library. Students have overtaken the computers, not one available in sight. It feels like the stock market with all the noise level and students running back and forth with papers in their hands. Looking upwards there is the next two levels. Visible through the glass are students sitting around tables reading books or having a nap. I start to make my way downstairs to see if there is a computer available down there. "Matt!" Someone yelled down at me. I look up and see Rob's head leaning over the railing looking at me. "Oh hey man." I said and jogged back up the stairs.

"What are you up to?" Rob asked.
"Just waiting for a friend. What are you doing?"
"Trying to do this fucking assignment, could you help me out with it?"
"Yeah sure man, I'm not doing anything until three."
"Ok."

So I walked with him back to where his bag was, which was near one of the laptop only tables. Lars was sitting there. "Hey you're that guy who did the 283H lecture."
"Sure am."
"That's cool man, we watched that video."
"Yep."
He then asked some questions about some of the assignments and such. I noticed Rob was already looking around for a computer.
"Ok well man, I gotta help my buddy out with another course, talk to you later."
"Later man."
We did THE handshake*, and I was off.

I see Rob peaking up and around for an available computer. "Rob, come with me, I know a place."
"A secret place?" He joked. And continued to repeat that in song.
"Just some a little niche with computers, I think meant for special students."
The niche was gone and replaced with tables.
"Fuck. Ok, well, we'll go to Jamie's lab." I said.

Jamie's lab is a hidden gem in the basements of OC. The computers are usually never occupied, it's quiet, and the catacombs, as the students, like to call it are really cool. There is even a lunchroom down there called "The Crypt". And that's not a nickname, you actually see The Crypt written in a university description box outside it's door.

We walk across the bridge and it sort of drizzles some more, so we walk right into the environmental studies building. "Man I use to come here all the time." Rob said. He was a former science student, with biology, chemistry and physics under his belt. "Yeah I use to come here for Geography. Hung over usually cause my labs were on a Friday, and pub night was on Thursday." I said. I love telling the story of me with a hangover trying to work with a topography map of an glacier with other people. We walk down the stairs to the enterance of the catacombs, or the C wing. In the A wing there is some really cool stuff like the Virology lab. But anyways...

We sit down at the computers near the front of the class. I look over to my left and there is Jamie, the girl that lives down in this room, and I smile. She looks back down at her computer. Bitch. So I go over the stuff with Rob for a good while and I notice it's already 14:30 hours. "Man, I'm going to go back to the library and work with this with the other guys." "Alright, let's go." We get back to the library and I wait by the Time Hortons. Man I really hope this was the meeting point. What if I said the Gzowski cafe.

I couldn't wait any longer, it was fifteen minutes after three, so I bolted for Gzwoski. The drizzle rain flying into my face. I huff and puff and make my way down the stairs. Walk up to the tables. Not there. I figure I better get back to the library. So I get back really fast and still no sight of her. I notice Zafar is sitting at the tables in the Tim Hortons there. "Hey man, who are you waiting for?" He asks.
"A friend."
"Oh ok, I just see you there looking out the window."
"Yeah, I'm not sure where I am suppose to meet her, and I can't get a hold of her."

He is sitting with his friend, Yuna, she's asian, really attractive. Earlier today I kinda bumped into Zafar as he was walking down the hallways and he jokingly called me on for a fight. So Yuna, ever so curious, had to ask: "Do you find him threating?"
"Who? Zaf?"
"Yeah."
"No. Not at all."
I don't really want to bad mouth him too much though
"We just joke around and such." I added in.
"Oh ok." She said.

We joke some more and Yuna invites me to sit down with them while I wait.
"You don't want to invite this guy." Zaf jokes. But when a cutie asks me to sit down, I'm sitting down.
"He's cute though." She says.
Ok I'm definitely sitting down now. So I take a chair and park next to her. I think Zaf is getting a little bit jealous at this point cause he continues to call me on with a fight. I obviously don't want to fight the guy, he looks so fragile, so I just joke it off. "Yeah man, you should wipe your tears away after we fight." He says, I'm getting kinda annoyed now cause me and Yuna were talking. Rob actually shows up to get a coffee, walks up and says "Maybe Matt can borrow one of your tampons to wipe them."
I'm laughing so hard at this point. Zaf had nothing to say after that. God bless Rob. Yuna looked confused. "How would he know... about tampons?"
"Um... we see the commercials" I say to defend his manhood.

My cell phone rings. The call display says Nancy on it.
"Hello?"
"Hey Matt, It's Nancy."
"Oh hey, where are you?"
"Where were YOU!? We waited by the OC caf for a while."
Funny, that's not a place I'd normally pick
"But I got your e-mail, are you still at the Tim Hortons?" She asked.
"Yup, still here."
"Ok, well we can come pick you up if you want to still go."
"Yeah, for sure!"
"Alright! Be outside the library, we'll be there in five minutes."

I say goodbye to Yuna and Zaf and wait outside. I kinda shuffle here and there cause of the buses that keep rolling up.

Nancy and her friend Ally drive up in this peice of junk car. I get in and explain the situation again and apologize. "Yeah we waited downstairs at the Gzowski cafe there-" Oh so now it's the Gzowski cafe!? "-so we went up stairs, yadda yadda." I try to put on my seat belt and there is a load of salt on it. So I put my leather jacket in a position so the belt doesn't actually touch it.

We drive off.

Ok, well I'll add in Part 3 later. It gets better if you can believe it.

Peace.
*Slap the hands together like in armwrestle position, slide the palms, snap at the fingers.

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