If Fate Would Have It.
Man I couldn't find my alarm today and it ended up being underneath a kleenex tissue. I was so tired from staying up last night that I snoozed my alarm for an hour. So I'm up now and I gotta get ready because I need to work on my accounting assignment today. Anyways, here is my Wednesday March the 29th.
I hid my cell phone in this metal bucket with the alarm set for 07:00 hours in the morning. When it set off I convolted out of bed looking frantically for the phone to shut it off. When I finally found it I reset the alarm for 45 minutes and rolled back into bed. When I finally got up it was around 08:00 hours, I rushed to get ready because I have a presentation when class begins at 09:00 hours. So I put on my dockers khakis, belt, with stripped grey dockers shirt tucked in, and I put on my jays baseball cap to pat down my hair. I leave the house at 08:30 hours to catch the West Bank bus. There was suppose to be a bus leaving at 8:30, 8:35, 8:40, 8:45 and so on. The bus doesn't come to the stop until 08:50 hours. At this point I am just furious. What can I do though? Complain to the bus driver and get kicked off? I was so mad. As I got off the bus I did get to complain to my good friend Edgar who said to me "The bus always gets me late man." I was almost ten minutes late for class but I was lucky that presentations did not start yet.
I go to the washroom to make sure I look alright. I look in the mirror in the washroom in the Gzowski basement, my hair is greasey and nearly hangs in front of my eyes, there is obvious racoon baggy eyes from the lack of sleep I've been getting, and I'm unshaven cause frankly I didn't have time to in the morning. Ok time to present. When my group got up there it was nothing horrible, but nothing great, I was just glad it was over. Then I had to sit there and watch the other presentations. When they were all over I bolted. Karen ran into me outside of class and told me to come to retail marketing class. I told her that there was no way I was going to that class today. So she called me a slacker like always. As I walked towards the bus stop I could not help but admire the nice heat we're getting. All I could think about is sitting on the porch after a nice nap. I'm waiting for the bus at the library steps, the sun bakes down on them, and in the shaded areas underneath the cement ceiling it gets pretty cold with a light breeze. I feel really hungry at this point so I rush in towards the great hall to grab a strawberry milk. I down it fairly fast and then the bus rolls up.
When I get back home I run into Rob and Cedric out on the porch. We all move the chairs to the lawn because the shade was still hitting porch with no sun. Rob takes one of the chars and rams it into our muddy lawn. It sinks deeper and deeper into the ground and we're both laughing. Rob tells me that he wants to go downtown to get a candle. You see, a few weeks ago we all got candles at the local Price Chopper, but they all did not burn properly. Adam wants to stop at the card shop, and I do as well, so we all embark on the journey. We first stop at the local macs cause I was craving something to eat, ended up getting a twix bar. This weird looking bald guy was hanging around the shop, totally freaking us out. So we hurried along down Alymer street. All of a sudden our conversations is interupted by these screaching tires. This big faded black Ford truck pulls up across the street from us and drops off this kid with a cigarette in his mouth. He looks like he's nine years old, seriously. The black truck has garbage all over it, in the box, in the cab... and Rob said that he bets it's been in there since the winter. The truck screaches in a U-Turn around and back the other way. But I guess it turned around again because as we approached Hunter street it whipped by us.
We finally make it to the candle store on Charlotte street and walk in. "Smells like candles in here." I said as I walked in. "Oh can you smell it from outside?" The girl behind the counter said.
"Oh yeah." I murmur.
"How are you doing today?" She asks.
"Ok." I respond. And I didn't notice but apparently I said that in the most depressing manner, because Rob started laughing and later informed me of this fact.
The candle shop of course had hundreds of candles in the store, all sorts of colours. It was dimly lit in the place relying on the sunlight from the outside as the main source of light. Lots of candles were available in jar that were fat on the base but near the lit was smaller in circumference. I smelled one that red Macintosh. It smelt like the very same sweet apples.
We told her our story of getting the candles from the grocery store and how they did not burn properly. She told us to never get a candle from a grocery store. She also shared some stories of how people left candles burning when they went to work and thought the company would have to pay for a torched coffee table. Pretty funny stuff. We stopped in Cottage Toys as well, I looked around for some Globe stuff, but there was none in sight. We then made our way to the card shop. I get a couple of booster packs and Adam gets a bunch of stuff too. Yeah me and him are geeks, so what. I ask Rob if he's getting anything and he just gives me this face and says "Oh, yeah, yeah I'm getting something." Sarcastically.
When we retun home Rob and I just sit on the porch for a bit. I put a bunch of paper into the burned up soup can and light them on fire to get a good flame going. Jeff comes up and talks to us too as he returns from class. When Cedric comes out he tells us that he wants to come to the Macs. So I get my wallet and stuff from upstairs and we go to the Macs. As we approach it, I noticed that Kalyn is walking down the street so I go up to her. "Hey! How are you doing?" I ask. "Great! I saw you walking there and thought I knew who it was." She responds. We talk for a bit and I give her instructions on how to add me to MSN. "Vinyl.. October, one word at hotmail dot com." She nods and walks off. If you have been a long time reader of this blog you may have remembered this post.
She walks off in the distance and I'm happy that I got to run into her again. I get a couple pepsis and we go back to our place. We all sit on the porch chatting it up. I tell them how that girl was one of the first friends I made in University.
The night was just me and Adam playing cards, until Kristen came over to use him for sex. I'm kidding. Kinda. So Rob and I just watched some TV until he wanted to get some sleep. And so I just sat by my computer typing up blog enteries until rolling into bed.
I hid my cell phone in this metal bucket with the alarm set for 07:00 hours in the morning. When it set off I convolted out of bed looking frantically for the phone to shut it off. When I finally found it I reset the alarm for 45 minutes and rolled back into bed. When I finally got up it was around 08:00 hours, I rushed to get ready because I have a presentation when class begins at 09:00 hours. So I put on my dockers khakis, belt, with stripped grey dockers shirt tucked in, and I put on my jays baseball cap to pat down my hair. I leave the house at 08:30 hours to catch the West Bank bus. There was suppose to be a bus leaving at 8:30, 8:35, 8:40, 8:45 and so on. The bus doesn't come to the stop until 08:50 hours. At this point I am just furious. What can I do though? Complain to the bus driver and get kicked off? I was so mad. As I got off the bus I did get to complain to my good friend Edgar who said to me "The bus always gets me late man." I was almost ten minutes late for class but I was lucky that presentations did not start yet.
I go to the washroom to make sure I look alright. I look in the mirror in the washroom in the Gzowski basement, my hair is greasey and nearly hangs in front of my eyes, there is obvious racoon baggy eyes from the lack of sleep I've been getting, and I'm unshaven cause frankly I didn't have time to in the morning. Ok time to present. When my group got up there it was nothing horrible, but nothing great, I was just glad it was over. Then I had to sit there and watch the other presentations. When they were all over I bolted. Karen ran into me outside of class and told me to come to retail marketing class. I told her that there was no way I was going to that class today. So she called me a slacker like always. As I walked towards the bus stop I could not help but admire the nice heat we're getting. All I could think about is sitting on the porch after a nice nap. I'm waiting for the bus at the library steps, the sun bakes down on them, and in the shaded areas underneath the cement ceiling it gets pretty cold with a light breeze. I feel really hungry at this point so I rush in towards the great hall to grab a strawberry milk. I down it fairly fast and then the bus rolls up.
When I get back home I run into Rob and Cedric out on the porch. We all move the chairs to the lawn because the shade was still hitting porch with no sun. Rob takes one of the chars and rams it into our muddy lawn. It sinks deeper and deeper into the ground and we're both laughing. Rob tells me that he wants to go downtown to get a candle. You see, a few weeks ago we all got candles at the local Price Chopper, but they all did not burn properly. Adam wants to stop at the card shop, and I do as well, so we all embark on the journey. We first stop at the local macs cause I was craving something to eat, ended up getting a twix bar. This weird looking bald guy was hanging around the shop, totally freaking us out. So we hurried along down Alymer street. All of a sudden our conversations is interupted by these screaching tires. This big faded black Ford truck pulls up across the street from us and drops off this kid with a cigarette in his mouth. He looks like he's nine years old, seriously. The black truck has garbage all over it, in the box, in the cab... and Rob said that he bets it's been in there since the winter. The truck screaches in a U-Turn around and back the other way. But I guess it turned around again because as we approached Hunter street it whipped by us.
We finally make it to the candle store on Charlotte street and walk in. "Smells like candles in here." I said as I walked in. "Oh can you smell it from outside?" The girl behind the counter said.
"Oh yeah." I murmur.
"How are you doing today?" She asks.
"Ok." I respond. And I didn't notice but apparently I said that in the most depressing manner, because Rob started laughing and later informed me of this fact.
The candle shop of course had hundreds of candles in the store, all sorts of colours. It was dimly lit in the place relying on the sunlight from the outside as the main source of light. Lots of candles were available in jar that were fat on the base but near the lit was smaller in circumference. I smelled one that red Macintosh. It smelt like the very same sweet apples.
We told her our story of getting the candles from the grocery store and how they did not burn properly. She told us to never get a candle from a grocery store. She also shared some stories of how people left candles burning when they went to work and thought the company would have to pay for a torched coffee table. Pretty funny stuff. We stopped in Cottage Toys as well, I looked around for some Globe stuff, but there was none in sight. We then made our way to the card shop. I get a couple of booster packs and Adam gets a bunch of stuff too. Yeah me and him are geeks, so what. I ask Rob if he's getting anything and he just gives me this face and says "Oh, yeah, yeah I'm getting something." Sarcastically.
When we retun home Rob and I just sit on the porch for a bit. I put a bunch of paper into the burned up soup can and light them on fire to get a good flame going. Jeff comes up and talks to us too as he returns from class. When Cedric comes out he tells us that he wants to come to the Macs. So I get my wallet and stuff from upstairs and we go to the Macs. As we approach it, I noticed that Kalyn is walking down the street so I go up to her. "Hey! How are you doing?" I ask. "Great! I saw you walking there and thought I knew who it was." She responds. We talk for a bit and I give her instructions on how to add me to MSN. "Vinyl.. October, one word at hotmail dot com." She nods and walks off. If you have been a long time reader of this blog you may have remembered this post.
She walks off in the distance and I'm happy that I got to run into her again. I get a couple pepsis and we go back to our place. We all sit on the porch chatting it up. I tell them how that girl was one of the first friends I made in University.
The night was just me and Adam playing cards, until Kristen came over to use him for sex. I'm kidding. Kinda. So Rob and I just watched some TV until he wanted to get some sleep. And so I just sat by my computer typing up blog enteries until rolling into bed.
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