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Waiting – Green Day

This title is for Tom and Dan. Thanks for taking me out, boys. Eurotrip rules!!! (Er…not so much)

I just had to post. Will’s been valiantly holding down the fort as he always does and it’s about time that I stopped letting something as small as no internet connection get in my way of posting on this site, the greatest site in the world!

Geez, what’s been happening, what’s been happening? I’ve been spending way more time at school than any commuter reasonably should. The plus side is, I’m almost starting to feel like I belong here. That feeling of “this is like a high school field trip when do I get to go back to Markham District?” is finally starting to subside. Here’s to the three UofT MVPs of the last couple of weeks (Will not included. He’s like Shaq. He’s a dominant presence, but he’s to be taken for granted. Deal with it.):

Michelle – Sick of hearing about her yet? Get used to it. She’s just about the sweetest person I’ve met here. She’s an Eileen/Nitasha type. I love being around her. I’ve actually been around her more than I’ve been around anybody else in the last couple of weeks. Except Max, of course…ugh. But yeah, as usual she’s taking care of me and making sure that I’m having a good time. Every time I’m down, she tries (too) hard to get me to perk up and enjoy myself. And I severely need that right now. I can only hope that this is what people meant when they were telling me a year ago that you meet your lifelong friends in University.

Natasha – I’m not quite in the mood to write about her right now because the last two days that I’ve tried to visit her she’s been out, but I think that’s because she’s in Kingston visiting a friend. So if any of you at Kingston read this and meet a sexy, crazy, religious fat girl down there, holla for me! But she’s probably back now…anyway, she also helped me have a great time last Tuesday. Here’s an exchange that occured while we were having dinner at Subway:

Natasha: Why are you looking at that girl?

Me: Cause’ she’s better looking than you.

Girl: (nervous smile, shuffes away)

And then she gave me the ol’, “What did the five fingers say to the face?” routine. I deserved it, of course. It was all in good fun (for me, at least). She’s a total nut and a little hyper, but I’m learning to deal with that. The fact that she lets me chill out in her room every Tuesday (my third least favourite day of the week) is something I will never take for granted. Oh, and she gave me this crappy compilation CD of Christian artists that she got for free the last time she went to Kingston. Zoegirl represent!

Angel Anyone who reads the WAMBAG has already heard (in person) my tales of her and our conversation about orange squeezing man slaves. She not only endured the stupidity of that topic for a half hour, she often furthered the conversation with intelligent and disturbing inquiries. It was insane. If she wasn’t in Drama class, I swear I would fall asleep. Oh wait, I do that anyway. Then she writes on my hand. I really hate that. And we play hangman. Hmm, I’m not making her sound all that special. Let me just say that she is one of the few girls (Jess included) that gets my…nay, the WAMBAG style of humour. And she’s getting her hair cut today for some Cancer thing. WHY!?!?!??!

So there it is. Three ladies who have not only saved my sanity over the last few weeks, but have made this first year that much more memorable. I love em’ all.

I’d like to apologize again to Max for Saturday night. I robbed him of the chance to screw up his life on his own and for that I am deeply sorry. Back hand!

The other night I had a peanut milk shake. Let me just say it was like drinking a peanut milk shake…and then having a three-way with Jessica Alba and Keira Knightley. Tasty.

And Jess, nice seeing you :)

SNL Transcript Of The Week(?):

Interview With Superman – Funny stuff. That’s all I got to say.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go purify myself in the waters of Lake Minnetonka.