Whoa, flashback

Some weird stuff has been happening this week. I mean, in addition to the academic stress, the endometriosis freak-outs, and the ongoing struggle to survive without a bike in a bike town.

I've been thinking about Gareth lately, don't know why. Just been thinking about last summer and how much fun I had in OChem, and how much fun it was to have that innocent crush on Gareth. And how the last date we went on didn't go so well, mainly because I was just trying waaaay too hard. I really liked Gareth. He's a great guy, and he's got that awesome accent, and I think the timing was just totally off for both of us. His visa was about to expire, so he was going to go back to New Zealand or maybe Australia in December or January, so he didn't really want to get into a relationship... and I was psychotic, so I didn't really want one either.
Well, I'm still psychotic. But that aside.

I was downtown today because of the strike on campus. My art section got moved to a coffee shop, and after section I was wandering around downtown looking for a bike shop. I was actually standing outside one, talking to my stepdad about what kind of bike I was looking for, and was about to get off the phone when I hear this awesome accent say, "Kara?" Except the way he says it it's almost "Cara," but not in the way I hate it. I don't know. It's a nice accent. I was totally stunned. I looked up, and there was Gareth! I hung up on Phil (I think I managed to say goodbye), and sort of stared in shock. So Gareth started talking. I must have looked like a stunned fish. Apparently he got a six-month tourist visa, so he's been able to stay and study for the MCAT, which he's taking Saturday... He's been working at Dominican Hospital and volunteering somewhere, I didn't catch where, and he said he talked to this other kid from our ochem class the other day and has been meaning to call me. We chatted for a few minutes and he said he'd call me in a week or two, after the MCAT is over. It was sooooo weird. He just sort of... walked out of my thoughts and onto the sidewalk.

The other weird thing is that I haven't talked to my friend Marni (we were best friends in Fairbanks, Alaska, when we were 7) in about a year, and yesterday afternoon she IMed me out of the blue and we ended up talking for about two hours. So, so weird.

I also saw a girl from my ochem class yesterday downtown... but I didn't talk to her.

This is just very strange. But definitely good strange.

Today was a good day

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