finally, the day has come, spring term is here. wow. can’t wait to see hot people and skin. woo! anyways, a small briefing of my weekend and stuff.

DRIVING TEST
I didn’t pass, I didn’t fail. I was late for the test. Fucker fuckballs. Grr.

CLUBBINZ
Too lazy to write, check Thomas’ entry on May 2: http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=ceraso83 It was an interesting night. Thanks tommers for pulling me out; you always pull off a good time, even tho I’m always bitter about going the beginning. What can I say Thomas, what can I say, you’re just too good. LOL. Mr. Wil had this kinky attire, he wore his school uniform (with a sexy tie). mmmmmmmm, so darn kinky. and of course, Pam is always sexy— so sweet,

CO-OP IS OVER
Finally finally finally! omg, I can’t believe four months finally passed! no more complaining about being bored, being bitter about being in waterloo, and other crap. boss took the department for lunch several times the last week to thank me, so that was nice. i forget the name — it’s a westernized-chinese place at Fischer-Hallman and Erb and they have the best non-chinese food ever. there was the infamous lemon chicken and sweet and sour pork, chow mein and stuff— but definitely one-of-a-kind— way better than gross Manchu Wok crap.

I decided that it would be refreshing to actually not be bitter about co-op and talk what I will miss this co-op term, so here it goes:

I will miss from last term…
> getting Tim Horton’s coffee at 10 o’clock and the cool ladies
> Scott bugging about how his dreaweaver doesn’t work
> making sandwiches for Shima
> my ICQ/MSN regulars: John, Shima, James, Eloise, Vivian
> checking blogs/email/the star until 10.
> extended lunches
> Professor Shipley, the coolest prof
> Professor Stone, the-looks-like-Richard-Gere-prof
> some nameless bitch who calls me “mack”. UGH!
> my purdy office
> listening to shitty CHYM FM — the Tri-Cities’ office favourite. dear lord. :S
> all the fitness/yoga/diet tips from my planning ladies
> looking busy
> gary, the best roommate ever
> leo, my McDicks buddy and hair consultant
> Wednesday night dinner parties with Liz, Jeff and Shima…. aww :(

AHHHHH. MY HAIR!
omg, i curse the man that cut my hair. hope his hair will ever shall be dry, frizzy, uncooperative, and SHED!!!!! hope he goes to hair hell, you fucker. I told him specifically I wanted one inch remaining, but i got this garbage. and usually i can fix hairdresser-mess, but this one could simply could not be cured. it’s doomed — doomed to the realm of hats and caps— but of course, I can’t find one at the mall that suits me. whoever mentions my hair will not only be ass-whooped, but also be put under my hair curse. AHHHH!