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Let's re-cap the last week shall we? Sit back, relax, this one's probably going to be long...

Tuesday, headed down to U of I to do some cultural and of course you know how we do. Got down there around 8 and on the way there Marina and I had our lives pass before our eyes. Going down route 47 at night, scary when you're trying to pass up a semi and then a truck comes out of nowhere and almost crashes with you. I won the game of chicken by the way, he gracefully, and thankfully, moved to the shoulder while I slammed on the brakes and with timely precision drove back behind the truck. Phew! Then got to school and went straight to practice. Saw everyone and Fatima immediately told me to start clicking, I didn't even get to eat my Taco Bell yet! So yeah, I forgot the counts, but caught back on. Showed the culture shock peeps what we had, then of course, it was Tuesday so you know what time it was Wine Night. Ading had to keep my floppy ears cold cuz she had gloves on and I didn't wear a hat cuz you know it might mess up the 'do. Get inside, and ew, getting to the second floor you could just feel the heat hit you when you got to the top of the stairs. Found a couch in the blue room and chilled there for the night. Watched the tall cuz get drunk as well as the frosh, ading included, she puked for kuya she said, yeahhhhhh. Then Joe and I were ready to throw down cuz some dumbass fatty spilled a drink on jen's overly priced Burbery scarf so Joe and I proceeded to yell at the mother fucker, me from my seat on the couch, Joe went down to talk to them. Oh yeah, some fat girl, hehe, puked all over herself and the perfectly good and innocent couch, go Wine Night. Then we headed to Merry Anne's, Monnie looked as if she was glad to see me. Had my first stack in a long time, ate it in under 5 minutes as usual. Then I headed over to apt. 30 to crash, I guess the roomies, Sharon and Juvs were still buzzin hahaha, funny stuff, they made my ear drums bleed when they were yelling at each other about biting off each other and wearing the same shirt. The chilled with Arlenda and Juvs for a while. They did their HW, I marveled at Juvy's pretty dirty rug, hahaha sorry Juvs. Then I crashed for the Night.

Wednesday, woke up around 230, met some people up to play pool, Leah made fun of Jay, he makes her nervous, haha. Then went back to apt. 30 and passed out, I sleep like it's cool now. Drove Arlene and Jay over to the Y for the officer auctions. Too bad they wouldn't re-locate that party to up here, otherwise that shit would have been mine and Marina's all the way. After that went back and got ready for Boltini's and Legend's. Legend's was packed, and my cuz shouldn't talk anymore, just shhhhh joey, shhhhhh. Then played some fuzion frenzy at Jay's and then passed out.

Thursday, woke up with a MAD headache. Woke up to cuz and Marina kidnapping me to go to hooters. Forgot that I was supposed to have lunch at Murphy's with 'Twan, oops. Went to hooters, had some wangs. Then back to apt. 30 to take a nap. Then it was off to cultural practice and Romel arrived. Went to 02, still had a mad headache so I tried to cover up the pain with some drinks, yeah didn't work only enhanced it. Went over to Jay's and passed out on their arm chair, in a fetal position. How does one pass out there being over like 5 foot? It takes grace and elegance my friend. Apparently my ass was also violated, thanks Joe. Woke up and passed out again at apt 30.

Friday, woke up to Jayson's scary ass hovering over me. Apparently he just walked in, I was like ok sure. Got ready and had lunch finally with 'Twan. Had two burgers and a beer, she also had a beer and was "uh oh joey...I'm tingly." Hahaha, headed back over to her place and watched her drag ass as she got ready. Then the graduates and I, Romel, Jayson, and I, went over to Barfly for Happy Hour. Gotta tell you, fun times buzzin hardcore at about 8pm. Then Romel and I had to go to the union to practice and get ready for the performance. We walk in and were like, WHOA! Everyone knew we were hella buzzin, one because we smelled like liqour on our breaths, and two because my pale ass turns red, I was quite crimson apparently. Then we performed and rocked that shit. Made it to the cover of the D.I. My only question is good God, why must I be on the front? My skinny ass needs to work out. Then we headed over to Joe's, took some convincing, actually volunteered him to have us over, hahaha. Got there, and went straight for the X-Box. Fun console. Then everyone got there and I went up to the kitchen to do some, maybe quite an excessive amount of Jaeger shots, yummy stuff, doesn't taste like black licorice now that I think about it. Then Zata, Romel, Fatima, Paul and I looked over down into the living room where the kiddies where, man, that's when it hit me, I'm old, we all felt old, they dont' even know what new wave is! That's when I knew it was over, college is over, I'm "grown up" now. No more time to fuck around and time to get my head in order to figure out what I want to do with this life and who I am. I didn't figure it out there, so I have to figure it out now. Then went to Merry Anne's again had another stack then passed out.

Saturday, woke up around 230, lounged around a bit, then Marina and I left for home. Got stranded by a train, but was a rather un-eventful ride. Got home, took a 'lil nap, then headed out to Transit, Partied with the Loyola kids, Paul, shoulda been there, "bodysuit!" Tried to get drunk cuz everyone else was, yeah no dice, just made me more wired, then headed out to China Town cuz that's how we do it. Came home passed out.

Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, woke up looked for jobs, watched TV, ate, showered, maybe, shaved, maybe, watched more TV, fell back asleep. Only today, Tuesday, I went with my bro back to York for his Frosh orientation, nearly 10 years ago did I do that too. Man things have changed, it's so much bigger now, the kids too. I worry that my bro won't last, he's so small compared to some of those giants that are as big as I am. And I've also come to the conclusion that yeah, I hate teenie boppers.

So comes my conclusion to this long winded entry. I'm old, not in the sense chronologically speaking, that is that I am 23 and that in the big picture I've yet to do really big things nor have I done enough. But in the sense that my childhood is pretty much in the past. Like that Saturn ION commercial where there's road signs reading "Now leaving your Childhood" or "Now leaving High School" that's how it is, I've seen them and have passed them, it's time to do adult things, things that I'm expected to do. To contribute to society, to the world. To do what I really was meant to do, to find myself and to make a difference, somehow, someway. My childhood has had, cliche-ish I know, it's up and downs. These have made me the person who I am. Now it's up to me to decide what I do, where I go. I've come to the conclusion that well, things don't always turn out the way you want them to, that some things just will not happen no matter how much you want it to. Some things are there, right in front of you and if you don't take the chance, it'll disappear. That every decision you make does have a bearing, in some way shape or form, on you life. I felt old at wine night, I felt old at Legend's, I felt old at Joe's, I feel right at home here. So I bid my childhood farewell finally, I've put it off too long, and say hello world, because in a matter of time, I'm yours. I just need to get over this awkward stage, not un-like adolescence.