So C-C-C-Cold
No post for yesterday- slackin. Sorry. Yesterday was pretty uneventful for the most part. There was only one weird occurence that Lilly says is the kind of thing that only happens to me.
(Lilly is one of my closest friends (right up there with David) and I love her to death.)
I go to Subway religiously. They even know my order by heart when I walk into the one on Cermak and Cuyler in Berwyn. I stopped in yesterday to get my usual- the chicken teriyaki (olives, a little lettuce, pickles, giardinera, and a whole crap load of sweet onion sauce.)
The guy who made my sub was quite the character.
he says:"HI! where ya comin from?!"
me: school
he says: oh where do you go?
me: loyola
he says: BORING.
Then he went on to tell me that my major was boring, and that the only thing that wasn't boring about me so far was my hat and my name (I paid with my credit card.) He said he was off in Iraq and that he really didn't need to work because the military was payin him big bucks. Then he said his name, to which I replied: "BORING." His name was Joe.
Who are these people, and where do they come from?!
Granted, the guy made me laugh, but the conversationalists always pick me to mess with.
It gets even more weird.
After subway, my mom and I drove to elk grove village to pick up my sister, sandy.
We are on the expressway when my sister Jessi calls me.
"Nen? Um....Joe told me to tell you hi."
I was quite puzzled: "Joe who?" I asked.
Then she told me that she and her pal Jill had gone to Subway after I had gone and that apparently, this Joe character went up to my sister and asked her if she had a sister named Jen because the resemblance between us was striking. (apparently, people think we look exactly alike.) Then he tells her: "yeah, she goes to loyola, and she wears that wool hat all the time."
Let's keep in mind that I had NEVER seen this guy in my life prior to this particular encounter.
My sister said she was kind of freeked out till he told her he had just met me earlier and then he told her to tell me that he said hi.
Again, what the hell?
Even still, Lilly may be right that this sort of thing happens to me more often than it does to normal people.
Just last week, I was here at school studying, not bothering ANYONE. Some crazy chic from my night class comes up to me and starts telling me her life story. I had never talked to her before.
Then she wrote her number on my study sheet and told me to call her so we could study together. Yeah....how bout no?
I guess I do encounter a bunch of weirdoes on a daily basis, but I think it evens out. I also meet a lot of amazing people that I am sooooo glad that I met. Lizzle, Anna, Candace, and Jacob are just a few.
Ok- I'm gonna go review a little more for my lab exam. Candace and I agreed to show the professor (the racist jerk) that colored people can indeed be intelligent. lol...seriously, the man has problems.
Anyway, my mom steals the spotlight with the QOTD from yesterday. She went to sams club and bought a huge bag of mini-meatballs so that I could cook them with some pasta. I unloaded the groceries and just put everything on the kitchen table. You'll see soon enough that my mom is quite the comedian.
QOTD
"Put away your balls- your litte tiny balls." -Mom
A CONVO WITH LIZZLE ALMOST ALWAYS GUARANTEES A GOOD QOTD
"Working at the gym with the men's bball team? YEAH, I think I've bloody earned my black stripe." -Liz trying to convince me that she is black.
"For the record, I did not look like an overgrown spermie when I was growin up, nen." -Liz after I told her that her slimy cold heart reminded me of a frog.
(Lilly is one of my closest friends (right up there with David) and I love her to death.)
I go to Subway religiously. They even know my order by heart when I walk into the one on Cermak and Cuyler in Berwyn. I stopped in yesterday to get my usual- the chicken teriyaki (olives, a little lettuce, pickles, giardinera, and a whole crap load of sweet onion sauce.)
The guy who made my sub was quite the character.
he says:"HI! where ya comin from?!"
me: school
he says: oh where do you go?
me: loyola
he says: BORING.
Then he went on to tell me that my major was boring, and that the only thing that wasn't boring about me so far was my hat and my name (I paid with my credit card.) He said he was off in Iraq and that he really didn't need to work because the military was payin him big bucks. Then he said his name, to which I replied: "BORING." His name was Joe.
Who are these people, and where do they come from?!
Granted, the guy made me laugh, but the conversationalists always pick me to mess with.
It gets even more weird.
After subway, my mom and I drove to elk grove village to pick up my sister, sandy.
We are on the expressway when my sister Jessi calls me.
"Nen? Um....Joe told me to tell you hi."
I was quite puzzled: "Joe who?" I asked.
Then she told me that she and her pal Jill had gone to Subway after I had gone and that apparently, this Joe character went up to my sister and asked her if she had a sister named Jen because the resemblance between us was striking. (apparently, people think we look exactly alike.) Then he tells her: "yeah, she goes to loyola, and she wears that wool hat all the time."
Let's keep in mind that I had NEVER seen this guy in my life prior to this particular encounter.
My sister said she was kind of freeked out till he told her he had just met me earlier and then he told her to tell me that he said hi.
Again, what the hell?
Even still, Lilly may be right that this sort of thing happens to me more often than it does to normal people.
Just last week, I was here at school studying, not bothering ANYONE. Some crazy chic from my night class comes up to me and starts telling me her life story. I had never talked to her before.
Then she wrote her number on my study sheet and told me to call her so we could study together. Yeah....how bout no?
I guess I do encounter a bunch of weirdoes on a daily basis, but I think it evens out. I also meet a lot of amazing people that I am sooooo glad that I met. Lizzle, Anna, Candace, and Jacob are just a few.
Ok- I'm gonna go review a little more for my lab exam. Candace and I agreed to show the professor (the racist jerk) that colored people can indeed be intelligent. lol...seriously, the man has problems.
Anyway, my mom steals the spotlight with the QOTD from yesterday. She went to sams club and bought a huge bag of mini-meatballs so that I could cook them with some pasta. I unloaded the groceries and just put everything on the kitchen table. You'll see soon enough that my mom is quite the comedian.
QOTD
"Put away your balls- your litte tiny balls." -Mom
A CONVO WITH LIZZLE ALMOST ALWAYS GUARANTEES A GOOD QOTD
"Working at the gym with the men's bball team? YEAH, I think I've bloody earned my black stripe." -Liz trying to convince me that she is black.
"For the record, I did not look like an overgrown spermie when I was growin up, nen." -Liz after I told her that her slimy cold heart reminded me of a frog.
posted by LoveisLife4Nen at 9:14 AM
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