one lost key...

so on tuesday i drove into school as per usual. i despise paying ubc parking fees, especially when i own a lovely transit pass, so i generally park at 41st and dunbar and hop on one of the 5 or so buses that take me directly to school from there. after parking, i hopped on the bus, walked over to scarfe and sat through a 'wonderful' l.l.e.d. class. oh how i love l.l.e.d.! (actually this was one of the only productive literacy classes we've had all semester and that's because we were lesson planning for other classes). when it came time for class to be over, good ol' shawny was kind enough to drive me back to my car. as i was exiting his vehicle, i went to grab my star caribeaner with my keys on it. to my chagrin, my car key was not there. it was not in my backpack. not in my pocket. not on the sidewalk. not in my car. my car key was absolutely nowhere to be found. thankfully, shawny was kind enough to drop me off at granville and 49th so i could catch one of the 6-0-whatever's home.

so there i was, waiting at the bus stop trying to pass time as i began to freeze (my jacket was locked in my car). when the 602 finally showed up, i hopped on it just as i heard a loud "Pop!". The driver wasn't quite sure what was up, but after walking around the bus he hopped back on and began to drive. 20 blocks later, however, he realized that the shocks on the bus were gone and so we all had to pile off the bus and onto the next 6-0-whatever we could find. thankfully, there wasn't much of a wait.

all of this bus hopping and key losing meant that i was going to have to wake up earlier than usual on wednesday morning to grab the bus and get to school by 8. when i poured myself out of the car door (thanks papa, for dropping me off) at the rec center at 6:30 in the morning, i was surprised to come face to face with danielle, one of my friends that i haven't seen in an incredibly long time. suddenly this whole 'key-losing' thing wasn't looking so bad. danielle and i worked on catching up all of the way into vancouver, and things were absolutely splendid until i looked out the bus window and realized that it was snowing. there i am in jeans and a cute little shirt, and the snow is pouring from the sky. when i hopped off the 6-0-whatever at 41st and granville, i had to hop up and down repeatedly in order to avoid freezing (remember, my jacket was locked in my car at 41st and dunbar and i hadn't brought another with me as it was sunny-ish in tsawwassen when i left at 6:30). by the time my 41 bus was approaching dunbar, the snow had really begun to fall. reluctantly, i hopped off the bus, trugged to my car (i now had my spare key), grabbed my jacket out of the back seat (along with an umbrella to shelter myself from the snow) and headed back towards the bus stop. i wasn't so thrilled to be taking a third bus in the morning just to get to school, but i really had no choice. as i walked towards the bus stop, i neglected to hear the honks of a silvery-grey sunfire. then the sunfire pulled over towards the curb where i was standing, and i realized it was shawny. i yelped with glee! saved by shawny two days in a row - not a bad record!

with all of the busing and key losing, i figured that tuesday and wednesday should rank as 2 of the grumpiest days that i'd experienced in a long time. fortunately, and surprisingly, that wasn't the case at all. in fact, tuesday and wednesday were two of the most amazing days i've had in a long time. of course i've yet to tell you about the rest of my wednesday, but i have to run off and do some painting. i'll fill you in on the rest soon.