My Best Friend's wedding

Emily's big day was coming up, so we were all having a party the night before. She was a busy bee, running about greeting her guests and making sure everything was organized. I was sitting with some of her friends, faces that I couldn't recognize nor pinpoint how I knew them.

I was looking around for some familiar faces when I saw Ben arriving at the door. I waved at him, and mouthed a 'hi'. Soon after, I saw Andy coming in as well. I excused myself with Emily's friends and went to sit with Ben and Andy. Harris and his girlfriend, Angela(?), decided to join us. Our conversations circled around how long we've known Ems, our fondest memory of her and how happy we were that she had found her true love at long last. Towards the end of the night, Harris was telling me about some scandalous girl while his girlfriend went dancing with her friends.

The next scene of my dream was the morning of the wedding and the ceremony wasn't going to start till the afternoon. Ems went shopping with Mark and Herman for some last minute stuff. I was taking the DSLR (also known as "Shane") and taking pictures of my surroundings. Eric showed up and said, "Okay, my turn.." Somehow, he had split the cost of "Shane" with me and was getting his share of spending some alone with "Shane".

Here I was, left with nothing to do, and so, I decided to take a walk. After awhile, I saw Harris sitting in a dark garage all by himself so I lent him my IPod Touch, and continued walking. Along the way, I saw Ben walking from afar. I waved a quick hello, and he was walking towards me but suddenly, got distracted with a group of singers who were performing. The next thing I knew, he was performing with them.

Then the alarm clock jolted me awake, and I thought, "Dammit, I didn't get to see her in a wedding dress...."

So Fucking Amusing

Riding the bus during the winter storm was really fun. Not only was it packed, but I was standing on the tip of the stairs, barely hanging on and there was no one hot to look at. This was on Steeles Avenue, which was jam packed because so many cars were stuck on the road. People should really invest in winter tires!

Anyway in the bus, it was really stuffy and a girl opened one of the windows (even though it was snowing wildly) for some breathing air. A guy who was sitting comfortably got up and closed the window. This went on for quite a bit, as if they're playing tag. Finally, the following ensued on one end of the bus:

Guy - Snow's falling on my head.
Girl - Oh WOW! Snow on your head! You're sitting here comfortably and we're stuffed here.
Guy - I have the right! I got in first.
Girl - Stop being selfish!
Guy #2 - yea!
Girl - *to Guy* Shut the fuck up!

The following happened on my end of the bus: A woman received a call from her husband who was waiting for her to eat dinner together. She was frustrated and probably felt bad that her husband had to starve along with her, said, "Just eat first! Go ahead and order!" The husband probably insisted on waiting and she was so mad that she said so loudly, "Just order without me and save me some food!!!"

Meanwhile, me and this Sikh guy was smiling cuz we found her amusing. I mean it's really sweet that her husband kept calling during that hour and a half ride, and was insisting on waiting for her; she, on the other hand, was so frustrated and yelled back at him. I thought it was really funny and heartwarming.

While on the bus, Cath called me and we found out we were stuck on the same road, but she was at Bayview, while I was just passing Leslie. She was going to try and catch up to my bus, and then I hop onto her car. Alas, it didn't work out cuz her car ended up being stuck on the road! With smoke coming out of her wheels! (Thank you for the thought, that was sweet of you!)

---- Before I left work, I told Julien that I'm going to dash home and hopefully get home on time. So, he asked me about how long my commute times are in the morning and afternoon. I told him on a bad morning, nearly 2 hours, on a good day, 1.5 hour. So, he said if I want, I can come in early and leave early. That is, instead of coming in for 8:30 to 5, I can come in for 8 and leave at 4:30. And he went on offering me the option of leaving early whenever I want, that it would be okay with him cuz I work hard anyway. He also went on about how he wouldn't want my personal time to be cut short because of the commute. Anyway, I thought that was really sweet and considerate of him. (That's basically what I wanted to say, Mark)

Romantic

I know it's a horrible weather to drive and what not, but I think it is absolutely beautiful out in Toronto tonight. I love it when it snows hard and it's relatively warm outside.

The beautiful sight makes me want to fall in love and have a tender lingering kiss with my-future-perfect-guy, to forget all the dramatic flare-ups that come with broken hearts.

Shoveling snow with my sisters was fun! Making fun of people whose cars were stuck in the snow was even more fun! (We live right on the corner of two perpendicular streets so we see a lot of cars getting stuck)

Listening to my IPod Touch makes me want to sing and dance; whether it be on the bus or subway, on the walk home or at home.