I loved my trip. That is all.
Just kidding! That's far from all, I'm going to take you through the whole thing!
So I just made it to the bus, apparently they board at 9:45 instead of at 10pm like I thought, whoopsie, but I got a good seat all the same and settled in with my music. The entire ride, and yes I do mean from when we sat in the seats at 10pm until 7:05am the next day, three little demon babies decided to take turns crying. Normally I'll sit there and coo about how cute they are. But they weren't even cute. They were hideous little screamers that smelt awful and were able to drown out my music. That's some serious lung power, up-and-coming opera singers? Yes, yes they are.
Anyway, I gratefully scuttled off of the bus, grabbed my stuff, and had a quick smoke before realizing I should probably text Chaley to tell her I'm there. Then I waited a few minutes and had a biiig reunion with Chaley (i.e: there was much hugging and exchanging of pleasantries, and of course throwing candy to children, jk) and she took me to the campus. I dropped off my stuff, had some coffee, and then we headed out to do shopping (it was almost 9am at this point, I waste no time when it comes to shopping, you already know this).
We were at the mall until about 5-something that evening. And yes, I took the time to admire EVERY cute boy I saw. I live in Thompson, I deserved the eye candy after months of fasting from all things decently good looking.
That night we went with Chaley's fella to a random house for some spaghetti and games. It just so happened the random house actually belonged to the BUgirl crew! One of whom I went to school with in Briercrest! -she didn't recognise me, but that's not the point- and we hung out and played dirty card games. They weren't supposed to be dirty, but I was playing, so naturally things took a shift to the dark side. Many a joke about immigrant weddings and awkward grannies were soon to follow!
The next day, I woke up bright and early (only to find out that Chaley likes to sleep, hmph.) so I got up and wandered around the apartment in circles until she got up and went across the street for coffee -YAY-. It was around then that I called to see if Josh was coming to the city from Brandon at all, and HE WAS ON HIS WAY! This was big. It was amazing, it was like a meteor about to crush earth, but that's bad and his coming was good. So I guess that made no sense whatsoever. Oh well.
Anyway, he decided I should go and stay with him that night and hang out there for St. Pattys and do some serious partying, which of course I agreed to on the spot (yay, Josh sleepovers!). So he and I went back to the mall (not wanting to waste even a half hour's shopping time) and then we headed to Brandon. It was great. I completely messed up my wrist that night, and have no idea how. He and I had long since fallen asleep on his bed, when we awoke to a huge group of people coming into his place (apparently his friend brought a party home, but then ditched) so we woke up (without thinking I went out in his pj bottoms... awkward!) and we partied for another few hours. It was pretty much the greatest.
I got up a little bit before him when his friends decided to come into his room and make icky jokes about our being in bed together (it's Josh, perfectly innocent, I swear, I turned down the advances, lol) and then they went back out to get high for the millionth time that day (they were still partying when we got up in the morning.. hardcores, yuck.) so Josh got up for class, and I hung out and spooned with random strangers for a few hours until he came back. Then I hopped onto the bus after hugging him until his eyes bled, and went back to the Peg.
From there there was a lot of sushi eating (deeeelicious), university snooping (guess who got to meet the teachers and chat up Lloyd Axworthy? Yeah that's right, me, he offered me admission.. woo hoo, too bad I don't wanna, lol) and then Chaley and I got done up and went out to a club where a cool band (Bend Sinister, they're great) were playing.
Needless to say I loved the music and zoned into it as Chaley and her fella kissed the night away. But afterwards when the shows were done, I went and was talking to the Bend Sinister band, and the lead singer and I got into a talk about thompson winter roads (apparently he finds them fascinating.. sign number one that I probably shouldn't continue the conversation, but oh well) and about an hour later (after he had gotten me another drink and such) he offered to walk me to the door, AND KISSED ME!
Yup, I've kissed the lead singer of a band on tv. I'm a groupie whore, oh dang. However, I must say, for a guy who likes winter roads more than the average person (aka a bit of a weirdo) he was a fantastic kisser! This continued until Chaley walked in on us -whoopsie- so I had to take off. It was a random time, but a fun time.
The next day I was hungover.
I did more shopping (of course) and met up with Cory and Tiff from camp, and we walked around and listened to Cory's awkward poop story (it's on facebook, you should read it, fantastic) and laughed for a while, until I went back to Chaley's place, and fell asleep. Then I took the bus home. And man, that's a story in itself!!!
They apparently now have security checks for the buses (so no one gets their heads lopped off, thank you Vince Lee... I still think his not going to prison is BS, even if the gangs would kill him within the week...) and I had to empty my pockets, and explain every little thing in my backpack. When the guy asked if I had a fork or anything, I explained I had chopsticks for my sushi (can ya tell I love it?) but that I wasn't intending to stab anything other than said sushi with my chopsticks. He thought it was hilarious, but I was being quite serious... I needed those chopsticks! Then I had to go through a metal scan, and the dude kept going over my crotch region (hello, I have a zipper, not a giant knife shoved up my woo-hoo... it's not that uncommon buddy, zippers happen) and finally let me go. I got on the bus, and go figure, more crying babies.
I didn't sleep, but got to Thompson and was welcomed by a lot of blustery snow and bitter weather. After sunny Winnipeg, I wasn't impressed.
Anyway, that's my trip! Now I'm back to mundane night shifts and apartment living. But I have wicked cool hot pink sunglasses, and some cool outfits that other Thompsonites don't have. So life is grand.
Love you all!
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