Screwed up at Aaron's farewell
Last Tuesday I had lunch with Mis. We caught up over some ramen, and I told him about how I had taken the bar exams. He did encourage me to go for it, but it seems like it was in the sense of "just give it a go, you're in a good position to try" rather than "you're talented enough to do it".
He also told me Nom was pregnant, which is a surprise. Always thought her and Trev didn't want kids. Hope this will tame her down a bit.
Mis shouted lunch, which was cool cause I was probably gonna struggle a bit given I had to buy Ele a birthday present.
On Thursday I had lunch with Ele and gave her a nice water bottle for her birthday (her birthday is on the 9th). This time we didn't talk about things too deep, but she did talk about shares in GNC, and about how they had dropped on some news which she thought was positive, so she went all in and bought $7,000 worth. I told her I'd check out what the forums said about it, and she said she didn't need to know what other people thought about it.
She did compliment me on the coat I was wearing, which was the one I bought from Korea. I must admit, it is pretty cool and no one else has this type of style here.
On Friday I was pretty sick, coughing a lot but still went to work because I didn't want people to think I was trying to get a four day weekend with the public holiday coming up. I met up with Genie at the post office where I sent off the Maleficent playing cards I sold, which turned out to be a loss for me after all the friggin' postage fees.
We went to Macca's for lunch and she told me that she got a permanent SLO job. I congratulated her, but to be honest, I didn't think she'd get it, especially given how there were job cuts and lots of people were pushed down a level. I wonder how or why she got it. But I guess I should be happy for her, and it's none of my business now anyway since I don't work there. She did tell me that Maria got knocked down a level so she might be struggling a bit with her relatively new mortgage.
On Saturday I played four hours of basketball, despite being sick. I just loved it so much out there I forgot about my cold/flu. I wish I could stay young and play basketball forever.
After basketball I was a good boy and got some study done at the library, then went to the gym. At the courts, I asked a guy what exercises he did to jump so high and he showed me, so I tried one of them at the gym. It was tougher than it looked. They were basically:
1. Keep throwing the ball up at the backboard and jumping to 'alley-oop' it with alternating hands.
2. Lie down as if you're going to do a sit up, then do the sit up and in the same motion stand up on your feet and jump as high as you can.
3. Rum from the three point line, jump to touch the backboard, run back to the three point line.
I really appreciated him giving me those tips.
On Sunday after studying with Victoria, I went to a pub to meet up with some guys from Saturday basketball for Aaron's farewell. I wasn't feeling well at all, and thought about not going, but didn't want to be seen as 'chickening out'. I got dressed up in my Harvey Specter outfit and drove out there. Parking took a while but eventually found a spot somewhere down the hill.
As I was walking up the hill, I felt the unfortunately familiar chill in the air, which seemed to attack straight at me lungs. Before I knew it, I could feel myself having trouble breathing, but told myself I could manage.
When I got there I saw the guys, said hello in my hoarse, husky voice, and got myself a drink and a bowl of chips. Here's where things got really bad. I already couldn't talk due to my sore throat, but each little sip of lemonade made my throat feel better, however it made my asthma worse. The chips made my asthma feel better because it was warm, but it hurt my throat to eat fried foods.
Fuck.
I sat there nibbling away at my chip while Matt was asking me if I was alright. I must've seemed like a fucking idiot. After a while I said I was going to the toilet but went back to my car. I was struggling to look for my asthma puffers. I felt like James Bond in Casino Royale when he was poisoned and needed to get back to his car. I found it, and it made me feel better, but I went back home anyway, sending Matt and Aaron a message apologising.
What a fool I feel like.
He also told me Nom was pregnant, which is a surprise. Always thought her and Trev didn't want kids. Hope this will tame her down a bit.
Mis shouted lunch, which was cool cause I was probably gonna struggle a bit given I had to buy Ele a birthday present.
On Thursday I had lunch with Ele and gave her a nice water bottle for her birthday (her birthday is on the 9th). This time we didn't talk about things too deep, but she did talk about shares in GNC, and about how they had dropped on some news which she thought was positive, so she went all in and bought $7,000 worth. I told her I'd check out what the forums said about it, and she said she didn't need to know what other people thought about it.
She did compliment me on the coat I was wearing, which was the one I bought from Korea. I must admit, it is pretty cool and no one else has this type of style here.
On Friday I was pretty sick, coughing a lot but still went to work because I didn't want people to think I was trying to get a four day weekend with the public holiday coming up. I met up with Genie at the post office where I sent off the Maleficent playing cards I sold, which turned out to be a loss for me after all the friggin' postage fees.
We went to Macca's for lunch and she told me that she got a permanent SLO job. I congratulated her, but to be honest, I didn't think she'd get it, especially given how there were job cuts and lots of people were pushed down a level. I wonder how or why she got it. But I guess I should be happy for her, and it's none of my business now anyway since I don't work there. She did tell me that Maria got knocked down a level so she might be struggling a bit with her relatively new mortgage.
On Saturday I played four hours of basketball, despite being sick. I just loved it so much out there I forgot about my cold/flu. I wish I could stay young and play basketball forever.
After basketball I was a good boy and got some study done at the library, then went to the gym. At the courts, I asked a guy what exercises he did to jump so high and he showed me, so I tried one of them at the gym. It was tougher than it looked. They were basically:
1. Keep throwing the ball up at the backboard and jumping to 'alley-oop' it with alternating hands.
2. Lie down as if you're going to do a sit up, then do the sit up and in the same motion stand up on your feet and jump as high as you can.
3. Rum from the three point line, jump to touch the backboard, run back to the three point line.
I really appreciated him giving me those tips.
On Sunday after studying with Victoria, I went to a pub to meet up with some guys from Saturday basketball for Aaron's farewell. I wasn't feeling well at all, and thought about not going, but didn't want to be seen as 'chickening out'. I got dressed up in my Harvey Specter outfit and drove out there. Parking took a while but eventually found a spot somewhere down the hill.
As I was walking up the hill, I felt the unfortunately familiar chill in the air, which seemed to attack straight at me lungs. Before I knew it, I could feel myself having trouble breathing, but told myself I could manage.
When I got there I saw the guys, said hello in my hoarse, husky voice, and got myself a drink and a bowl of chips. Here's where things got really bad. I already couldn't talk due to my sore throat, but each little sip of lemonade made my throat feel better, however it made my asthma worse. The chips made my asthma feel better because it was warm, but it hurt my throat to eat fried foods.
Fuck.
I sat there nibbling away at my chip while Matt was asking me if I was alright. I must've seemed like a fucking idiot. After a while I said I was going to the toilet but went back to my car. I was struggling to look for my asthma puffers. I felt like James Bond in Casino Royale when he was poisoned and needed to get back to his car. I found it, and it made me feel better, but I went back home anyway, sending Matt and Aaron a message apologising.
What a fool I feel like.
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