okay, so i left you hanging...

i really didn't mean to....it was never my original intent. in fact, when i first sat down to write that last post i thought that i was going to be able to write it quickly enough that i would have finished it before i left to go to road tour. apparently that was not quite the case.

so the man-hating moment is over. really, it was only a moment, or a collection of a few moments. it was nothing too drastic and it didn't result in me beating anyone up or breaking up with anyone. no, no, that would have been taking man-hating just a little too far.

let me just say this, if you're one of three guys in a dirty gross old van stopped at a traffic light and you see a girl waiting at a bus stop across the street, do not hoot and hollar at her - that's just gross.

so there i was, grabbing a bus to ubc. i put my backpack down on the bus stop bench, reached in and grabbed a thin hoodie (the blue one janine and cam bought me), and proceeded to put the hoodie on (that's what people usually do with clothes, when they're cold, right?). from across the street i hear the failing attempt of a few guys to get my attention. i mean, let's be serious, their whistling was just tragic. i didn't want to turn around and acknowledge them at all, but out of the corner of my eye I saw my bus coming. so i grab my backpack, throw it over my shoulders and look up to see three dirty gross men staring straight at me from a dingy old delivery truck across the street. all three of them were squished into that front seat so tightly, that they looked absolutely ridiculous. mistakenly i figured that if i then stood staring at my bus that the three dirty gross men would stop hollaring. oh man was i wrong. me turning around meant the sad whistling got louder. it actually got to a point that i felt sick to my stomach. i mean, come on, i was fully clothed, not scandalously clad at all, wearing a backpack waiting for the bus. if i'd been wearing a tube top and a mini skirt, i fully would have deserved it, but unfortunately that was yesterday's outfit (ha ha... if only that were true).

thankfully, the bus came to my rescue. as i quickly jumped on, the hollaring began to die down. the bus driver shot my a look of incredible pity, but he didnt bother to yell out the window at the man. i proceeded to the back of the bus, jammed in my head phones, and declared to myself that i despised all men. indeed, it was truly a man-hating moment.

but that moment has passed. i no longer despise all men - i just dont particularly enjoy men like those three.

the one thing i currently despise is the flu. i've had a fever for almost a week now, and i just can't seem to kick it. here's praying that it'll vanish in the next day or two - i have to teach in a classroom on Tuesday!