unbelievable, it's over. and isn't it always the case that everything you expect is nothing like what you feel?
ice-skating yesterday, haha change of plans as usual. iceskating is the best, especially when you have a bunch of friends that enjoy you dragging them along the rink, and when we all decide to form this huge line and go charging a full round the rink. besides the fact that we were somewhat reluctant to play catching on ice, it was still awesome. we sat on ice to take pictures, we were pissed off by some idiot who kept scraping ice onto our jeans, admired eli's spins and jumps, and saw one too many familiar face. haha, and we were wrong all along. when we were playing that one or two rounds of catching i was extremely paranoid because of the horror story that eli told, about someone falling down and getting her lips split open by someone else's skating blade. damn sick please.
today was goood. woke up at 9 (i'm a freak, grace woke up at 1!!!!!), watched tv, fell asleep, read, watched tv again, fell asleep... basically i just slept a whole lot. BUT TOMORROW i have to wake up 7.30!!! oh sigh.
that's only because the war was in your head; not in your heart.