Crazy Ramblings of Me.

whiteviolets — Wed, 28 Jan 2009 22:55:20 GMT

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whiteviolets — Mon, 27 Oct 2008 14:51:25 GMT

It seems I only post here when crazy things happen to me.

Last night, closing Second Cup. Around 10, this guy walks in. We tend to get homeless people who come inside to warm up and try and get a cup of coffee. All of the ones I've had in have been harmless, and just sat in a corner by themselves, so I don't particularly mind it. This guy, however, I knew right away I should have kicked him out. He sat down next to this girl and started talking to her while she was on her phone. And he, at points, touched her arm and grabbed her wrist. She was laughing it off, though, so I decided not to kick him out at that point. Should have kicked him out when I knew he wasn't going to buy anything, but I didn't.

He came over and started talking to me. As soon as he got within 5 feet, I could smell the alcohol. It was bad. He started talking about how it was his anniversary, and he had to walk to the West Island, and he used to work at Second Cup, and wanted coffee, etc. I tried to just get him to go away by ignoring him, mostly. Eventually, he did. Should have kicked him out then.

About five minutes later, I looked over where he was sitting, and he had a knife. He was flipping it around, acting like he was going to slit his own throat or wrist, making stabbing motions at the window, all sorts of things. So I freaked. Panic is a weird thing. Fight or flight kicks in, but I could do neither. There was no way I was approaching a drunk guy with a knife, and there was no way I was leaving the cafe. First thing I did, for some reason, was call my friend who works there, and ask her what to do. She said call the manager. I did, and he called 911. Within four minutes, the cops showed up. Seven of them. I almost cried, I was so relieved. Two came over to talk to me, and the others started searching him. They started asking me questions, especially about the knife. I realized I hadn't really seen it all that well, so what if it was one of the pens he was taking from people, and I just thought it was a knife? Or what if it was a butter knife? But nope, they found a knife on him. He was arrested, for being drunk, and my manager came in to help me close.

I guess all's well that ends well, but... I'm afraid to work now. I'm worried he's going to come back and recognize me and be pissed off. Cops told me to call 911 immediately if he ever showed up again, not to wait and see if he was going to do anything, so at least I have that recourse. But still... I'm not looking forward to closing tomorrow.

dear livejournal: v-day layout hurts my eyes. ow.

whiteviolets — Wed, 14 Feb 2007 16:20:08 GMT

So, it's Valentine's Day. It's odd, you know... When I'm single on Valentine's, I tend to be bitter and resentful and call it the Hallmark Holiday. When I'm with someone, I'm totally apathetic towards it. :P It's just odd that people celebrate an originally Catholic holiday (the only saint's day that really gets noted anymore) about marriage by buying expensive presents and doing nice things for people. Oh well. My mom sent me a giant stuffed pink heart in the mail. Sweet, but I threw up a little in my mouth.

My Valentine's started off with me calling the boy. To gloat. Because last night, he said it wasn't going to snow, that the weather reports were lying, and that he would call me in the morning to gloat about the lack of snow. And then it snowed a bunch. So I called him to gloat. :P We're such romantics.

Last night, we talked for about two and a half hours. And sure, part of it was pointless chatter - but we talked for a good part of it. About things that actually matter. He told me all about the two serious relationships he'd had and what went wrong and how he'd changed from that. And it was surprising, because he didn't just badmouth the girls and make himself look like the innocent victim. He actually told me what he had done wrong, too. It was just such an honest conversation. And then he asked me to tell him about myself, about exes and things, and I realized I didn't really have any super important life-changing boyfriends. I realized the thing that's had the most impact on how I am in relationships is the situation with my parents. And I explained everything to him. I told him things I had only ever told my therapist. He asked, and I just started talking. At first, I did my best to sound all together and whatnot, but he asked and answered and actually cared about what I was saying, and I ended up just opening up to him. Right now, I'm kind of worried in a way. I mean, okay, opening up is a good thing. But I guess it just leaves me in a really vulnerable position right now. He seemed to care and not think I was absolutely insane, but I'm not inside his head. I can't tell what he really thinks about all this. And I am damaged goods, in a way. I've had a big part of my life fucked with, and I have trust issues, and he knows this. And I think that's what's surfacing now. I mean, I opened up and was honest with him completely, and now I'm worried about whether or not I should have. Because I don't have that absolute trust in him yet. That takes time. I trust him as a friend, but I don't know if I am ready to trust someone completely. And opening up like that left me really vulnerable. And who knows? He may decide that my issues aren't worth it.

So I thought this was going to be sappy and gross, and it has kind of turned into me worrying about his thoughts on what I told him. I guess I just need to remember that he did ask. And he did want to talk about it. And it's not like anyone by this age hasn't had someone hurt them pretty badly. For me, it just so happened that the person who hurt me the most so far in my life was also the person who was never supposed to hurt me ever. And so yeah, it kind of messed me up. Maybe I shouldn't have opened up so much, but he asked, and it would have needed to be brought up eventually. And now, some of my more neurotic tendencies can be explained. Good thing. I just hope I'm not misplacing my trust. I just hope I didn't make a mistake in this.

I finished the coursepack readings for religions last night. I still need to read in the textbook. And I need to work on my poli sci essay. Once I get the outline done, though, it shouldn't take me too long. Two hours, probably, once the outline is finished. We'll see how it goes.

this is why facebook being open to the public irritates me.

whiteviolets — Thu, 14 Dec 2006 00:02:08 GMT

Activities: horseback riding, hikes, natur walks, camping, rollerblading, atv/snowmobil, snowboarding, boating, fishing ( but not to catch fish), hunting, extrem sports, adventure sports, sports on tv!...and who can forget the drinking that comes with "all of the above" </i>

First: Nature has an 'e' in it. As does snowmobile. And extreme. Second: You like fishing. But not to catch fish. So... you like boating. Third: You don't like catching fish, but you like hunting? But I'll bet you don't like it for shooting animals. You probably just like sitting on your ass in the forest.

Favorite Movies: gladiator, independence day, walk to remeber, escape from new york, V for Vendetta i unno ill watch alot...will smith is great if i was a black man who wanted to be white id be will smith or chandler!:P haha

Capital letters are your friend. You discovered them in V for Vendetta. Did you know they can be applied to other movies as well? Also, 'unno' is not a word. 'I unno ill' makes no sense. Without the capital or the apostrophe, 'I will" becomes a synonym for 'sick'. And please note the bolded section. You are white. But if you were a black man who wanted to be white, you'd be Will Smith or Chandler. So, you're saying Will Smith wants to be white. Somehow, I don't think he's ever really come across that way. You're also saying Chandler is black. Considering the only 'Chandler' pop culture is familiar enough with to just use a first name is the one from Friends... he's already white. Um. Please make sense.

Favorite Quotes: live and die, might as well try,...ask me all my real stuff is from the lyrics ive wrote or from a select few songs

Gotta love the comma-ellipses tandem. And, again, capital letters. And apostrophes. And all your real favourite quotes? As opposed to fake favourite quotes? Other than lying about which ones are your favourite, I'm REALLY confused as to how you can have unreal favourite quotes.

About Me: i unno im pretty carefree...chillin and laidback
...nothing better than sitting back after a long day of classes or work and having a drink with a good meal....i consider my self to be one hella good chef, and i love to cook for others...

Again. 'unno'? Not a word. Neither is 'im'. And, to me, this section reads like a bad dating profile. "I love to cook for others"? Yeah.

And, finally...

Employer: military
Position: soilder
Location: anywhere, peterborough, Ontario
Description: i load em up and take em out

Wow. Just... wow. I don't have anything against people in the army. I don't think I'd ever be able to join up myself, but that's my personal view. But for someone to describe a job in the army as "i load em up and take em out" kind of... well, seems a little more homicidal than normal. I hope that's a joke, but it really doesn't come across as one. It comes across as "I like to kill people! Ask me how!"

...I get enough of this on Myspace.

whiteviolets — Mon, 24 Oct 2005 00:14:39 GMT

Just 'cause I can...

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So, yes. EORYP is done. My first cabinet position. It went pretty well, our bill got lots of debate and such... Dance was awesome, I think I made a total fool of myself, but I think people, if they didn't enjoy the dancing/flailing, enjoyed laughing at me, so yay! Also, there were a couple of highlights. I must learn all the moves to the Time Warp by March, including the moves not actually in the dance... as in, the actual steps to Columbia's tap dance. :P

So, yeah, I'm exhausted. And apparently, I was scheduled to work today. Um, I booked it off. I got my Friday and Saturday off, so eff you all.

New icon!

whiteviolets — Fri, 26 Aug 2005 14:49:06 GMT

Just to show off the new icon I got.

From here.

Awwww.

whiteviolets — Sun, 26 Jun 2005 15:32:05 GMT

Okay people. Just in case anyone desperately needs me today or most of tomorrow, I'm warning you, I'll be gone. Yeah, going to Toronto for a wedding. Anyways.

I should be back tomorrow around 5. And if you really really REALLY need to get in touch with me, I have my cell. But it's expensive. And I can't see what could be THAT important.

whiteviolets — Wed, 01 Jun 2005 22:24:52 GMT

Okay everyone.

Due to a creep named Max, who apparently reads this, this journal will now be going friends-only.

If you need to be added to my friends list, leave a comment.

whiteviolets — Wed, 01 Jun 2005 00:29:34 GMT

Shoebox. *sigh* I love updates. They make me feel all warm and fuzzy and worried because I'm in love with a fictional character. Not even just fictional. FANfictional. <3 Sirius.

So, my internet has been down since last Thursday. I'm not going into everything that's happened since then. The only thing I'm going to talk about right now... SENIOR BOYS RUGBY OFF TO OFSAA! YAY! I feel like I had such a big part in that. :P But I can't go because I'm not a boy. :( It sucks a lot, but oh well. I'll still go see them Sunday when they leave.

Tomorrow, my wisdom teeth are coming out. That's right, boys, no more freeloading in my mouth! :P I'm a little nervous... although I think I'm more worried about the IV pain than the pain of the surgery right now. :P I mean, I get painkillers to deal with that! But the IV is a needle without painkillers. It gives me painkillers. Hee. I'm so energetic right now, it's retarded.

So, yeah. Who wants to come visit me? :P

whiteviolets — Thu, 26 May 2005 03:07:38 GMT

Booooooooo. Carrie won. *sigh* Not Bo. I love Bo. BUT. I got to see Constantine sing again today. I've missed him sooooooo a lot. Hee.

Still say it's a race between Constantine and Bo. Whoever gets here first, I will have his children.

So, today was pretty decent. I woke up at about 10, ate waffles, and then watched Saved!. Such a funnyass movie. I loved it SO much. Rare that I like a happy ending like I liked the ending in that movie. :)

And then I went downtown to meet Sofie, Erica and Shawn. On the way, I walked by my school, and the teachers were just hanging out in the back. :P Ghobril had his car parked at the back, and the trunk was open, and the music was blaring. :P So funny.

Anyhow, I met those lovely people. Sofie belted Happy Birthday to me on Rideau street. :P AND I got a Dinky Dino. But I think it's about to die... it went to bed hungry. UH OH.

Anyways. I came back home, and then tanned, and it was LOVELY. And then it was dinner (uneventful), and then dessert. Uh oh. Our ice cream cake from Baskin Robbins had dust all over it. It was really, really gross. So, we took it back, and the guy was a total asshole. He tried to take another cake out of the fridge and show us that it wasn't covered in dust, which must mean our cake wasn't either. Uh, yeah. That's like giving us a car with a dent in the door, and then showing us another car that doesn't have a dent in it, and claiming that it means our car is fine. The dust was visible. So, we got our money back, but no apologies. And then we went to DQ and got a cake and it was delicious.

Um, yeah. So, that's about my day. Tomorrow, I have to go to school. Aw. BUT there's a rugby game tomorrow, hurrah! GO COUGARS WHAT WHAT!

whiteviolets — Wed, 25 May 2005 02:46:30 GMT

Does anyone else hate feeling like you've done something wrong, but you don't know what it is, and you'd really like to fix it and make things better, but you're afraid of bringing it up with the person you think is mad at you in case they're not and then you feel hyper-sensative and melodramatic?

Yeah.

So, my birthday party at my dad's was tonight... Got a little swag. But now I'm really bored and it sucks because I have no school tomorrow. Bah. I wanted to go out tonight.

Carly: Tomorrow? Your place or mine? I have to be home for about 4pm, so... what time?

whiteviolets — Tue, 24 May 2005 02:19:19 GMT

So, there was a story in the news today, I don't know how many of you read it.

There was this Dutch priest who used to be a pilot in WWII. He was actually shot down, and lost an arm, but he didn't go home. Instead, he was a doctor to both Allied and German soldiers on the front line.

After the war, he was ordained, became a priest, etc. And then he became really involved in philanthropical works, especially in Africa. He actually went there, and was visiting these people who had to work in these mines for pennies a day, and he was inside the mine when it collapsed... It had sulfur in it, and he lost an eye, and became marked with these purple things all over his body.

The Roman Catholic Church would not let him run for Pope.

Why?

They didn't want a one-eyed, one-armed, flying, purple papal leader.

Har har har.

So. Schools close on my birthday due to a strike. You might all be thinking, "Damn, I wish that happened to ME!" No. No you don't. I am SO screwed as far as exams go. Okay. So, it might be nice to have some time to work on summatives... but at the same time, all the sports teams are gone, we're losing out on time for review, and all that crap... Bah.

And it really sucks, because guess what? You think the school board is hurt by the fact that we can't go to school? You think they're really going to give a huge shit? No. No, they don't. How long are we going to be locked out for?

I wonder if there's a way to get teachers to do stuff by correspondance... Maybe I'll ask tomorrow.

EDIT: Also... Why do the schools have to close the day AFTER most of my life is due?

whiteviolets — Mon, 23 May 2005 19:38:54 GMT

Just so that you can feel good about yourself:

Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel Joel.

So, went over to Kyle's last night... Played some hide and seek in the rain, and some asshole, and some bullshit, and some spit... Good times, good times.

perigryn, check your messages if you read this before I talk to you.

whiteviolets — Sat, 21 May 2005 16:10:30 GMT

Okay. So, after the midgits post, I'm going to make a semi real one, but it's sort of stream of conciousness sometimes I think.

Why are ANY McDonald's closed on Saturdays? Honestly. I'm hungry, and if I don't want to walk more than two blocks (which I don't), the only thing offered is McDick's. And it's CLOSED ON WEEKENDS. And I'm at Joel's, by the way. At home, I'd just pull something out of the fridge.

How did I get to Joel's you ask? Well, it all started yesterday at 5. My dad picked me and my brother up to go to a baseball game... It was fun. The Knights had a guy named Pedro, and the Lynx had a guy named Napoleon. It was HILARIOUS. I was right behind home plate, so I kept yelling random crap like, "VOTE FOR PEDRO!" and "PEDRO OFFERS YOU HIS PROTECTION!" at Pedro, and "MY LIPS HURT REAL BAD!" and "FLIPPIN SWEET!" at Napoleon. I'm sure they appreciated it. Oh, and the Lynx won 5-1. Awesome.

Then, I went home, and went to Joel's to drop stuff off, and then to Kyle's! I haven't seen Kyle in forever. And I love his place. It's a splittownhousethingy... Two houses smooshed together. Anyways, the neighbours are a couple of guys who are awesome. I spent part of the night in their basement with Kyle's roommate, Michelle, watching Chappelle Show. Sadly, I can only remember one of their names... There was Ian... and I can't remember the other one. Oh well. The others nearly left without me, but they didn't. Yay cell phones!

So, went back to Joel's and fell asleep and then woke up this morning, and played Peasant's Quest and watched Strong Bad, which I haven't done in forever. And soon, filming.

Also going on today: Cabinet choices. oooOOOooo. Hee.

I'm really, really hungry.

whiteviolets — Sat, 21 May 2005 14:09:16 GMT

Ever wondered what would happen if 42 midgits took on a lion? I know I have!

whiteviolets — Fri, 20 May 2005 21:17:11 GMT

oh my god weekend i love you.

So today... Blerg. I don't know. In SAP (as Katie called it, and now, so am I), we got yet another extension on our summative. And apparently, Pitre is telling everyone how amazing I am. :P I am going to KILL the essay question on the exam. See, people, that's what you do. You do really well for the first half, and then you can slack off in the second, because the teacher already loves you. :P

In drama, there was some INTENSE drama. This is how it basically went:

Her: You broke up my brother and his girlfriend!
Him: Well, considering that he broke us up (read: Him and brother's girlfriend used to date), that wouldn't be as bad as you're saying it is. But I didn't do anything.
Her: You told her that he was staying up later when he told her he was going to sleep!
Him: If I wanted to break them up, wouldn't I make up a better lie than that?
Her: Whatever. They were in LOVE.
Him: You don't even know the whole story. So don't make comments.

So. So. Dumb. And, as a note, I'm not going to explain everything that went on there (I know... because I am awesome), but she is just being a gigantic bitch about it because he refuses to break a promise to someone, which would 100% clear his name. It'll come out eventually... but still... it's retarded.

In World Religions, we started Buddhism. It's pretty cool. And once I was done the work, I studied for my math test, which I had next. I think I did okay on most of it, but I think I failed the Application section. I hate tests.

Also, yet ANOTHER threat of strike by a bunch of people, including secretaries this time. Which means skipping will not get caught. Also, all playoff games will take place during school hours, which means I get to miss even MORE school. THAT'S how cool I am. Hahaha.

Yarr... People should just relax and take it all in stride because none of this will matter in two years, and if you make a big deal out of it, you'll look back and regret it.

whiteviolets — Thu, 19 May 2005 02:14:07 GMT

Today was good and bad back and forth all day.

I burned my finger on my hair straightener this morning. :(

In drama, my group was being all... well... dramatic. Friend problems and such, so we got nothing done.

Presentations were postponed in Psych. Yay!

Started financial math. So easy.

Rugby game was INTENSE. First ten minutes, Lee gets hit in the head, he's dizzy, and has to come off the field, but goes back on... Thirty seconds later, he gets hit in the head again, and gets a nice inch long gash on his forehead. And I had to clean it up. Oh god, so gross. Blood just makes me... squeamish. So, Lee went to the hospital to get stitches. And then, Fabbro broke his nose. He was on the ground, and not moving, and so I got to run out on the field with the med kit, and gauze and there was SO MUCH BLOOD. And, I'm talking gobs of blood on the kleenex he had... I nearly puked. But I didn't! And Baird called me Doc. And the boys won 20-0, so they're in first place.

On the busride home, Dave sang to me. Mostly because he likes singing and everyone else was throwing stuff at him, and I gave him a dollar. Hahaha. It was hilarious, because everyone else was getting pissed off.

Then, came home, did my media summative part. Still have to do my Spanish summative tomorrow, but... uh... whatevs.

Um. I'm watching Britney and Kevin: Chaotic. I could lie and say the psychology is what interests me... but... I don't know man. It's addictive, this whole celebrity thing. It's also nice to see that without all that makeup, she actually looks pretty average. :P Gives me hope, or something. Okay, I'm bullshitting. I'm just being entertained.

whiteviolets — Wed, 18 May 2005 02:39:44 GMT

Friend's page spammmm!

Comment and I will tell you something, some sort of physical feature or habit, mannerism, whatever, that I've always noticed about you.

Also, I will pick one of your LJ interests and draw you a picture using the mighty MS Paint. You have no say in what I draw for you! Yay!
Then put this in your journal along with the picture I drew for you.

whiteviolets — Wed, 18 May 2005 00:54:18 GMT

Okay. So, people who watched American Idol tonight will understand.

When Bo sang acapella... Well, I realized near the end of the song that I wasn't breathing. :P When I got lightheaded. I was too busy staring at Bo being gorgeous and soulful and... man. It was so goddamn hot.

Dear Bo,

If you show up before Constantine, I will have your children.

-Sarah

EDIT: Also, am I the only person who's kind of amused that SARS is getting its own movie?

Commercial: "This is a dress rehearsal for something bigger, something much worse."
Me: "What, like the common cold?"

whiteviolets — Tue, 17 May 2005 20:30:24 GMT

Today was preeeetty good.

Chem, we did pretty much nothing. :P

Media, I didn't hand stuff in, we worked on sentence fragments, and now we're doing body images. Yay!

I spent the afternoon planting trees! Woo! I = awesome. :P I planted one tree and watered a lot more and kicked dirt in holes. :) I'm cool like that.

whiteviolets — Mon, 16 May 2005 21:50:20 GMT

Today was a good day... Got out of class at 1:30 for rugby. Also, did my world religions summative today, so I got to hang out with Mista Leach. It was awesome.

Anyways, the boys won rugby, 10-5! Yay! That means they're in the playoffs, yay!

Uhh... I have nothing else to say. Joel, if you're reading this, I NEED TO TALK TO YOU OH MY GOD IMPORTANT.

EDIT: Watching Farenheit 911...

"The world now, after 911, has changed. We are no longer safe." -Bush

Right. Because, before 911, the States was 100% free of terrorist threat. There was no threat of terrorist attack on September 10th. Hah.

whiteviolets — Mon, 16 May 2005 01:14:50 GMT

Best Family Guy moment EVER:

Peter falls on Joan Cusack and kills her. "Uh oh." He looks around, and stuffs her in a mailbox. BEAUTIFUL!

Last night, went over to Greg's and watched the Cowboy Bebop movie. Definitely awesome. I've been running around saying, "It's a lympholympholymphocitolymphocitocito" a la Ed. <3

Today, I finished my World Religions summative. Definitely proud of it. It ended up being 14 pages long. I am AWESOME.

Now I'm at my mom's house... We're in the middle of a mad game of Monopoly. I'm winning. Hee. My brother wanted a break to watch Trailerpark Boys. Meh.

EDIT: Also, Peter's seeing eye dog is named Brutus. This makes me happy.

whiteviolets — Sat, 14 May 2005 04:17:26 GMT

Bandwagon! Bandwagon! Bandwagon!

Postal Service stuck in my head. If Sara can use the Dolls, I can use the Postal Service. (note: if you don't like the band, me no care. hahaha)

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whiteviolets — Fri, 13 May 2005 03:01:35 GMT

Updaaaaate time!

In Psych, Pitre cut down some of my summative book for me... A lot of it is syntax and boring crap like that, which doesn't apply to the course AT ALL. Blah. I want to just read another book this weekend... I could do it, too. But noooooo.

After school, I went to work. Did NOT want to go to work. It didn't end up being so bad, though... The first half hour was spent with Sean telling us that they're cracking down on quotas, and explaining the new survey. Then, we went through the test mode for 15 minutes. Then, we called for an hour and a bit... And then it was break time. After break, I got a little more time because there was no where to sit. And then at my new place, the phone was crap and static-y. So, first I got Aidan to try and fix it with tape, but it didn't last. So he brought Sean over, and they worked together to fix it better with tape. And I asked, "How many supervisors does it take to fix a phone cord?" And Aidan and I talked about Nintendo. And then it lasted for a bit, but ended up sucking royally... So Aidan came back and we talked about dentists and wisdom teeth. He's definitely my favourite supervisor. Also, I discovered that when you call Northern Canada (all has the same area code), the 1-areacode thing sounds like the first four notes of Frere Jacques. And Aidan ripped the ass of his pants. It was hilarious. So, all in call, I called for about two and a half hours. :P

Tomorrow, the only class with any point to it is Chem, in which I have a quiz. Media is more filming, Spanish is summatives, and English is watching a documentry I've seen in Media. :P I want to find out if I can skip the rest of the day... but I don't know.

EDIT: Oh yeah. And another thing I thought of while reading the bathroom walls:

"In an anarchic society, those who write political messages on the bathroom walls without truly understanding what they mean will be the first to die. Or when I become ruler of the world. Whichever comes first."

whiteviolets — Thu, 12 May 2005 02:23:36 GMT

What up in da hizzooooouse?!

Hahaha, go me.

Anyways. Today was... meh, pointless. Sort of. Organic nomenclature is EASY. Media was reading 1984. Spanish was doing about half the work I was supposed to, and finishing 1984. English was (guess what!) discussing 1984. :P That book is really, really good. I mean, really. I want to read it again. I want to read from the beginning and pick up on all the foreshadowing and understand it all.

After school, it was my GAP interview. It was better than I expected. It was less competitive than I'd been led to believe. The people were really nice and all that... But I have no idea if I have a chance. There were about 10 people, and the interview took about 2 hours, and they'd been going since early in the morning for the past two weeks... Yeah. Lots of people. I hope I get a spot...

I work tomorrow night and Friday night... and then Saturday, minigolfing! :P So awesome.