Pockets: Holders of Keys, Lipbalm and Memories {How Cheesy Was That!?}

{Dry-Cleaned Ticket Stub}

Well as I was cleaning my apartment/looking for my student card I happened apon a pocket. The pocket of my leather jacket filled with some fluff and throat candies and...a ticket stub. A ticket stub from March 16th 2005 when Dave and myself saw Constantine. This of course does not bring memories back to you but it does to me.

When I went up to see Dave in March I hadn't seen him since November 2004 which was obviously painful. Also this was my trip to visit Laurier for the first time (I still thought I was going to Ryerson). Also this was a three day escape from home.

It was a wonderful three days but at the end of it I cried so hard...I remember not wanting to wake Dave's parents up with my sobs the night he had to drive me back to my Aunts which meant I was leaving the next day.

I remember him making fun of our tour guide on the Laurier tour and me thinking "this would be a nice second choice" but by the end of the trip thinking that I should go here instead of Ryerson after all.

I remember getting my acceptance to Laurier the day I toured it, with Matt calling me and telling me and me yelling at him then feeling really really bad and apologizing. I love my little brother.

Its kind of funny that I think back and remember all this just by finding this dry-cleaned ticket stub in a pocket.