dear diary;
last night was so scary. i went to the hotel for a bit to say bye to erin and stuff and then i wandered around downtown at night by myself because i was soooo lost and i wanted to find the train soooo bad. probs thought i was going to get jumped the entire time! no big deal though.
i finally found 8th ave and then brianna called. so i went to wait for the 13 and then my ipod died RIGHT before i got on the bus, so i had an entire 45 minute bus ride without anything to listen to with a bus driver from hell?
he kept running into things and speeding over speed bumps and stuff and i acctually wasnt sure if i was going to make it to westhills. then he asked me what stop i was getting off at because he didnt want to drive anymore?! and when i got off the bus there was this huge dent and scratches all along the side of the bus from running into a cement pillar. i was so happy to be alive and see brianna and dustin it was rediculous.
im still at briannas though and we're going for coffee now so peace diaryyyyyyyyyyyy