Hello & Good-bye

I guess I have reiterate again how fast time goes by, I feel like I do this ever so often with the fact that I'm realizing it more and more. Perhaps it was the conversation with EC that evoked that thought. The knowledge that she's moving on with her life as the Civil Environmental Engineer and she's graduating this year. Her last graduation I was a mere child who didn't really know what was going on. Life as I knew it was completely different and I'm not the same person I was three years ago.

But that's the not the point of this post, I was just thinking about how in 6 days and 5 nights I've accomplished a lot, things come and go. It just wasn't the simple meet and greet and never talk to them ever again. Living with someone is definitely different from the typical we're just friends thing. It's just like when you're over for a sleepover. I treasure those moments; one because it's not every often that I do sleepover but when I do it's a feel good feeling, because you truly get to them "raw" well more than you ever would in a coffe shop talking about life eh?

Where does that leave me now half way through reading week? Well, apparently I may be going to view my first basketball game on the 11th, we'll see how the kinks work out and if that's going to even to happen. There's a crap load of stuff I do have to do but as usual, it will get done in the knick of time and there will be no stress nor anger or anything associated with those emotions. I'm exciting I guess to go back, maybe I will choose to sleepover tonight with SC, but knowing her it's never a night of sleeping. Harper's is on the menu tonight as we shall casually stroll downtown with a new friend that as of if this moment haven't met.

Time for the cool and funny story I guess in the travels of RSF. Trains, ViaRail I guess is foreign to me. Which  one would find odd because well I've travelled to quite a few places just not on trains or that's not the mode of transportation that I fancy. So anyway, at some point in the 6 days from when I boarded the train in the snow and from when I was heading out to board I lost the actual ticket for my train. So great eh? If I were in any other country, I would not have been able to 1. Cut the line in front of six people 2. Not pay a fee for getting my ticket reprinted 3. Not be treated like just some other girl who lost their ticket.   So I was just that crazy con-eddie booking it up and down Union Station, ran into another con-eddie, literally yelled, "Hey LC and bye".