Shit went down last semester with my roommates (story's too long to share on this blog tho) so this semester we got a new one! And her name is Taylor. And she's pretty awesome- this time I'm not being forced to write this, unlike similar posts made in the past. She brought me along to have dinner with her mum on Wednesday, to a place called Pizza Orgasmica (luls). Besides the delicious, yet painfully bad titled pizzas, I also enjoyed the fact that they were showing the NBA game and the Olympics at the same time. It was the Warriors v Heat that night and I was overjoyed at the fact that I was there, in front of so many tvs, to watch it. Heat has always been my favourite team (its a childhood, family thing) and so I was rooting for them at the beginning despite the Warriors playing on the opposing side. For those of you who don't know, the Warriors are San Francisco's team. But 10 minutes in, I decided that I couldn't go against the city I love, and so I started rooting for the Warriors instead. The Warriors were behind at first, then we caught up by a lot. And we were about to win, but the scores were sooo close, and in the last 5 seconds, Lebron fucking scores a 3 pointer. And then we lost. I WAS SO FUCKING FRUSTRATED YOU HAVE NO IDEA. But okay, it was a great game nonetheless despite Lebron. God damn it. Why is he alive. I have such a love-hate relationship for him now I don't know what to do.
I'd throw my pie for you,
Emma
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