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Sunday, November 21, 2004 ( 2:25 PM ) shut up christine Let me telllllll you~~ yesterday was the big day So I’m sitting on the bus going over my presentation agenda with Stanley, we’ve been on the road for over an hour and my heart is racing because I’m nervous but at the same time I’m relieved that everything has come together, it’s all good….. and then I realize that I left the biggest part of the presentation at my apartment… I know exactly where it is…it’s on the kitchen countertop next to the note that says “for Kit’s program” fucking shit so we get to the conference and things just go wrong our room assignment changed at the last minute and we were a little late because we couldn’t find our building; the handle broke off on the suitcase that was holding all our supplies; the set-up of the room wasn’t what I expected, there weren’t any tables and you couldn’t move the chairs around like I had planned; and the best part of all - I had to get up in front of all those people looking like a dumbass to tell them how badly I fucked up……… what else can you do on the outside I was trying be calm and optimistic but on the inside I was trying really hard not to cry after all that work all those weeks the meetings the hours you put into it the crapload of money you spent the midterm you bombed the lack of sleep all that wasted because you fucked up that’s how I felt at first, but it didn’t last long I got a million hugs and if you could only see how UCI dressed up in their Robin Hood costumes all hardcore and then I remembered how Theresa, KC, Ray, Stanley, and Daniel stayed up with me in the MAC the night before when I was stressing, how my Dad drove over from Cerritos at 5 in the morning to carry my freakin Peace Tree, how my Mom, Dad, and sis went out of their way to help me prep my presentation, how Fendi spent an entire Saturday taking me around Chinatown, how Cornbread Denise ROCKS and I would've been lost without her, how people donated HUNDREDS of canned goods and school supplies (thank you so much!!!), how every day someone would give me money to donate, how Stanley made me feel, and all the meetings people showed up to, the hours we put into it, the crapload of money we spent, the lack of sleep, None of it was wasted. Not to mention UCI dominated and won the spirit award…not one award, but two HOLLA!!! We rock, man And after a long lovely day, someone cooked dinner for me I feel like a princess :) Peace out punks #
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