of course I've been under a rock

Mon, 08 May 2006 13:33:48 GMT

For some reason I felt the need to update. Maybe Erin will see it, other than that I am writing to myself. Much has changed after my first year of college.

In some ways like for friends, grades, and freedom, it was the best year of my life. In other ways, such as with my health, getting another roommate who is a real slug, and falling through on many of my plans, it was a bad year. Yet it seems, the things that have worked out the best, were completely spontaneous.

My views on things have also changed. I had always loved my family, but I did not really appreciate them until now. Like my parents, I had thought they were super strict, and maybe sometimes they were unreasonable, but I've come to realize just how loving they are. Sometimes they go so far out of their way for me, even though they don't need to, just so that I can feel ok. I am proud of my older brother, and of my sister in law and my beautiful nephew, and miss them when they are so far away. My "little" brother is my best friend, and he is the most nonjudgmental listener I can go to for advice. It seems every time I look at my little sister she has changed, she is no longer the baby in the swing set but a perfectionistic overachieving sixth grader with too much PMS, but hey I love her anyway.

I must mention it is really really really hard to keep in contact with friends from high school, even if there are only two of them that you really care about now and they are only twenty minutes away. When we reunite its as though we're picking up from where we left off, but those moments are sparsely scattered throughout the year. You obviously have to open up your mind so that way you can make new friends with different kinds of people. Some people are afraid to do this, because it means that they'll have to change their views or beliefs, and those who cannot change are the ones who will lose out in the end. Sometimes changing your views is a good thing, other times, all you can do is respect people for who they are and where they are coming from. But no matter how many different kinds of people you may be influenced by, it is really amazing how much of your own beliefs and views can stay with you.

I have to go get ready for my psychology class now, this is the one where the professor dressed up in kilts or safari outfits and played the piano for us on his Sound lecture or showed us the movie Constantine to point out Jungian elements of the subconscious. I think it is my favorite class.

will ye go to the waxies dargle?

Sun, 01 Jan 2006 15:17:50 GMT

Been a while, I just came on to say that I kept last year's resolution,

DRINK MORE WATER.

thanks Aquafina lol.

Nothing for new years. don't really care for it anyway. fell asleep at 8:30. what the hell is up with that? My friend called an hour later, I don't really remember what I said to him, something about it thundering while it was snowing.

and this Young Dubliners song was stuck in my head, maybe someone else can use this song,{because even after a semester at college, I'm as sober as ever}

Says my aul’ wan to your aul’ wan
Will ye go to the waxies dargle?
Says your aul’ wan to my aul’ wan,
I haven’t got a farthing.
I went up to monto town
To see uncle mcardle
But he wouldn’t give me a half a crown
For to go to the waxies dargle.

What will ya have? !
I’ll have a pint!
I’ll have a pint with you, sir!
And if one of ya’ doesn’t order soon
We’ll be chucked out of the boozer!

I made sushi!!!

Sat, 08 Oct 2005 14:47:10 GMT

Last night was awesome. I went to Union to help out my friend make food for Japanese night for international club, and just walking down the street I could smell the spices and everything. When I opened the door to the kitchen I was met by a steamy and spicy blast of air. There were like seven or eight of the Japanese kids frying, cutting, and mixing. One of the kids had me try some mushroom soup and it was just perfect, (and this is coming from a girl who had food poisoning a few years ago from mushrooms.) At first I just washed stuff in the sink or moved things around, but by the end I was rolling sushi with tuna and avocadoes in it.

The campus safety guy drove our stuff over to the building where we were having the event. Two boys sang Japanese pop songs and one of them played the guitar, the guitarist, Shuta, said, "Welcome to the Kayta and Shuta show! We're going to sing some songs in Japanese, you might not understand them....but we don't really care." They were so animated and so much fun to watch, they were hamming it up even more than usual because some camera people were there filming NEC.

Then we watched two boys do Judo, one of them was six foot something and the other was five something, and of course the big guy kicked the little guy's butt, all in good fun of course.

We ate the food, (my favorite being some green mixture of avocadoes and wasabi paste) and listened to music. It started out as J-pop, and then somehow got switched to merengue and salsa. Normally I am pretty good at faking the two dances, but this time I had to have the girls who really knew them teach me, because otherwise I'd just be a poser lol. The steps were actually easier to pick up than I thought.

After that I went to a little improv show the theater people were putting on. I then called my mom, who said that she could pick me up at 11 to see Matt, Katy and William at the airport at 1 AM, so I headed over to the pub to kill time. They were playing Irish music and only a handful of people were in there to talk to, but it was a hell of a lot better than being stuck in the dorm.

My family picked my up at 11:30, and then we headed over to machester airport where Phil and I did escalator races until their plane came in. They were easy to point out with Matt in dress whites which had the petty officer emblem on it. I got to hold my nephew for the very first time!!! He looked so cute in his pumpkin hat!!! The dumb airport people lost my brother's seabag, which had his and Katie's clothes in it. But since he was in the military, and they really didn't want to piss him off, they are going to find it and deliver it to our house.

Yeah that was really long, but if you read it this far I love you. It was a good night. I didn't get to sleep till about 4 o'clock in the morning, and I woke up at 9. Time to go back to bed I think.

Tim: "Aw thank you sir! I want to have your children!" Elaine "Tim you might be disappointed."

Mon, 03 Oct 2005 20:25:01 GMT

So when we went on our Friday night Boston trip to the paradise lounge, not only was I exposed to indie bands but I was offered a free sample of Jameson whiskey. I had to put up my fists like Constantine to show the woman my big black Sharpied X's, only to hear the woman say, "What does that mean?" I should have just taken advantage of her stupidity.

Then there was the T. Kind of scary to hop on after a Sox game. "Ok guys get ready to squeeze!" Crammed between ornery middle aged women and rowdy college guys, was quite an interesting mix, especially when the train lurched and you had nothing to hold onto. At least it was a free ride.

I came home this weekend and it really did feel like, "home sweet home." When I left in august, my room looked like a FEMA site, and now, thanks to my sister's hard work, it is clean and beautiful. It also looks a lot nicer without my computer in there.

We went out to pizza Saturday night, had our traditional family cake at home. On Sunday Stefan and Tiffany came over and we played pool until Erin arrived, and Stefan was like, "Soul Caliber 2!!!" and in a mad fury people rushed over to the TV to play it. Finally Alicia arrived and we got stuff to eat and Klaus, Phil's foreign exchange student, hung out with us too. Then the clock said quarter of six and I said EEGAAAD! and we flew up to henniker. (ok that's an exaggeration.)

Now after an awesome weekend I am here procrastinating homework and fighting the college munchies, until I come home again yay!

in the library

Thu, 29 Sep 2005 22:42:18 GMT

Ironically when I finally figure out that the library computers have AIM, there's no one online when I sign on.
my last entry was protected, so if you log in you should see it.
In other news... I ate my first college cup of Ramen noodles today. Damn you cheap meal plan!

I'm coming home this weekend. Turning 19. Drop by?

CAKE!!!

It feels good to be alive.

"Richard Simmons here I come!!!" (Everything's funny at 3 AM)

Tue, 16 Aug 2005 21:53:00 GMT

I leave for college in five days. 5. That's one hand to count on. I haven't done anything to get ready, it's not really a bad thing, I don't feel ashamed. (It's not like I'm going to Alaska.) So much has happened.

We rode 18 hours down to South Carolina (thank God for portable DVD players) to visit my brother and his lovely wife in their cute little house. They also have a cross-eyed cat named Buzz Lightyear and an obnoxious hamster named Princess who likes to wake you up at night with her nocturnal workout on the wheel.

He works so hard, my brother. He gets up at like 4 AM to go to physical training comes home by 6 to get ready to go to school, stays there until noon when he comes home for lunch, goes back until like 6 PM for dinner at home, and then spends 2 or 3 more hours at the school just studying. We entertained them by going out to eat at Cabbrera's, an Italian place. I swear to God they put booze in everything; wine in my salad, rum in the tiramisu dessert (tasted GROSS.) My everloving parents who didn't want Katie to have to worry about bringing a baby to a laundramat, bought them a washer and dryer. We toured a stinky old air craft carrier and submarine and I finally got to see my first palm and cypress trees in person. At Cypress Gardens we saw a lot of poisonous stuff like a cottonmouth, fire ants, an aligator, a giant yellow and black spider in its web; yeah Elizabeth felt really smart wearing flipflops.

After feeling refreshed from sleeping in the car and napping at their house, we were given unpleasant news about my grandfather. He's a farmer and this summer has been really strenuous on him, being outside all day haying. Turns out he was having chest pains and needed to see a doctor. The next day my mom went up to Vermont while he got his cathode tube inspection done. The day after he had his triple bypass surgery. As I found out later from my cousin Katrina, he had never been hospitalized until then, so not only did he have that fear but also of not waking up after they stopped his heart for the surgery. When he woke up, he was so happy to be alive.

We got up at the crack of dawn on satruday and my dad flew up the road. Once there, he and my Uncle Wayne put up siding on the house, and I babysat my baby cousin Gretchen. (Who loves me now.) It was really hectic, people came in and out like people on a subway and there was so much drama.

I saw my grandfather on Sunday, health wise he looked great. Emotionally though, he just looked sad, helpless, bored. I've nver seen him that sad, even at his own father's funeral. Smoking may not have helped, but he had cut back a lot and he's skinny and gets plenty of exercise. But I know it's just like my father says, "It's just time catching up with him." No one can do anything about that.

Came home, watched Family Guy and American Dad, tried to let my brain unwind after breathing in the stifling air of this current atmosphere.

5 days. 30 more miles to run, 3 more days to work, 2 more evenings with friends, no time to get ready.

Sun, 24 Jul 2005 18:56:05 GMT

GOODBYE!!!

Sat, 23 Jul 2005 01:03:49 GMT

In a Past Life...

You Were: A Blind Executor of Sacrifices.

Where You Lived: Russia.

How You Died: Decapitation.

Who Were You In a Past Life?

Sun, 17 Jul 2005 21:24:18 GMT

It feels like I'm waiting to be deployed.

"Some days you're the slug, other days the cheetah. Today I am most definitely the slug."

Fri, 08 Jul 2005 21:21:28 GMT

My job owns your job.

Where else are you encouraged to wear your pink panther pajamas, and eat pizza and Klondike bars? But let me not mislead you; I am part medic, part policeman, part custodian, part waitress, part messenger, part judge, part warden, part lifeguard, part planner, part counselor, part whatever else I’ve forgotten. There is never a shortage on hours for me, which means I’ll be able to pay for books this fall. I think I’m over halfway to my $ goal.

What’s up with all of these groundhogs lately? I’ve seen 4 so far this summer, the first two on my way to a recital where I saw a momma and her baby scurry across some grass. I had a good recital that day, so now, as ugly as they are, I’ve made them my symbol of good luck.

There’s something sadly ironic about the London attack. This guy my dad works with, travels all over the world and was about to go to London when it happened. At first you may think it’s odd that he likes to vacation in 3^rd world countries, because it’s cheaper. He just barley missed the tsunami on his Christmas vacation, going to the East Coast of Thailand instead of the West Coast by coincidence the morning it happened. Long story short, wherever he goes, something catastrophic happens. Talk about being born under a bad sign eh?

Miles run: 126

Bugs swallowed: 2

Most miles driven: at least 200 from the weekend

Grad parties: 4

Hot dogs/hamburgers/bratwurst: too many

Gone for a dip: ~ 8?

Beach days: 3 or 4 (1 at night)

Gone out for ice cream: once… how sad!!!

Sunscreen SPF: 30

Sunburn: yes a few times, I swore I had sun screen

Tan lines: sandal strap, watch strap, and wicked farmers tan

Gone to the docs: yes

Shots: meningitus, Hepatitus B #3, and a TB skin test

Movies seen: The Pacifier, Scooby Doo 2, part of adams family reunion, and Madagascar (way back in early june…)

Gone camping: yes 1…and a ½

Wildlife/farmlife: groundhogs, hawks, fox, birds, toads, BUGS + sheep, cows, horses, and chickens.

Craziest thing you’ve done: working on it… (but I did manage to get my car key bent while at a pirate party, luckily I didn’t have to call the locksmith)

Wed, 06 Jul 2005 01:40:38 GMT

This weekend I drove up to my grandparents' house all the way up in Vermont all by myself and nonstop. When I got out of the car my knee was twisted funny so it pinched itself and hurt really bad. It was a nice visit, with the exception of my incessantly drinking uncles. I even ran waayyyyyyyy out in the boonies, to the point where there were no phone/power lines, deep deep in the woods. Surprised I'm not in the stomach of a big, hungry mammal right now... Next time someone else is coming with me.

When I came back home, I had more Teddy Grahams and frosting (mmmmmmmmmm) and passed out on my bed. Surprisingly I think it made me run faster when I went out to do mileage. If only it were really that easy.

Today it was so sad at work when Ms. Debbie found out that her mom died. First there was a phone call and then Ms. Karen rushed into the room, and then I knew it was not good news. (It was almost like the room temperature dropped 30 degrees.) I was very sad for her. Just when things are running smoothly, Fate decides to kick you in the face.

"Food is a beautiful thing." - Alicia

Sat, 02 Jul 2005 22:07:29 GMT

I did my first time trial today for NEC Cross-country, on my own at the track. After being out on the roads doing long mileage, the track just seems even more boring than usual. I did thw 6 lap warm up stretched and when it came time to do the first 1000 I started off way too fast. My breathing was unrhythmic and I kept inhaling without exhaling, I slowed down to pace and hit the first lap on the nose with a 1:41, but by the time I finished I was 8 seconds off. After two more 1000s, I did another 6 lapper for a cool down and went home. Yeah yeah I know you don't care, but I figured I should practice typing it before I send it into the coach.

Erin and Alicia came over, I got to swim in my pool for the second time this summer. Finally I have people who share my taste in foreign music with Bally Sagoo, Enigma, Delerium, and others. Yay to randomness!!! Well if I can think of something better to say, I'll come back and edit.

Oh I got scratched by Betty the guinea pig yesterday, the end.

If you too are fed up with this anorexic bullshit...

Sun, 26 Jun 2005 21:11:51 GMT

www.campaignforrealbeauty.com

"If she's the dream student than I'm the nightmare."

Sun, 19 Jun 2005 22:14:02 GMT

The excitement won't seem to end anytime soon. I survived my first 8 hour day of work, and I'm no longer afraid of the 5 year olds, who have, unfortunately for me, discovered the power of numbers, and are excellent at creating mutinies. I also went to Katie's family's house for a going away dinner and on the way home with Phil, a car almost collided with us as it ran through a light.

If you see me and it looks like I'm beat up, it's because I've been to the doctor's to get my shots and TB skin test, all in the same arm. I still have to get bloodwork done for college I believe.

On Saturday after my cello lesson, (where I was told to go home and practice for an hour so there would be no catastrophes) I headed over to Mateo Marone's for his graduation party. Striker brought his 2 friends from Holland and we played badmitton, baseball, and ultimate frisbee until we were exhausted. There was swimming and Pizza from LaFesta and some charades game, I got to play on the Dutch team which was pretty awesome. You have to be from Holland to guess curling.

I got back from my last recital. I played with the orchestra and after my hour of practice at 10 last night I played my solo piece well enough, excellent according to some people. I got a biographical music dictionary with a nice note from him on the inside cover page, but I don't know when I'll ever use it, now that there are no composer papers to write.

Wed, 15 Jun 2005 17:21:01 GMT

DHS 2005

If you thought that I'd have lots of good pictures, then you can be sure that you're wrong. My parents didn't even bring a camera!! you know, big life event...remember it...camera??? nah. But luckily there are such things as cameras on phones and digital cameras (that are only remembered too late.)

good thing I'm not claustraphobic. the hat's a little off kilter.

I'm tan! (and I deserve to wear white unlike some people...)

yes that's my mom's graduation dress from 1980 and yes that's a cat scratch post on the side

but at least orlando could come, and that's all that really matters...

ok so I wish I could have found the people that I was looking for but it was way too crowded. Sorry I couldn't find you Michaela and Nicole! :( I felt some slight form of grief, just because sometimes when you accomplish something there is a hole left behind, but overall I felt great. When I heard Pomp and Circumstance it was like they were playing my ballad for freedom. We even sang the star-spangled banner with great pride (and cracky notes) to mr. dascoulias' operaretto voice. It took forever to get out of there and find people, but I didn't feel guilty about going home instead of going to project grad. I was happy to be with my grandparents, and now I can buy 3 textbooks. Awesome.

So the next few years may be a challenge, but I'm willing to face them and not go fetal position on everyone.

"you're odd. you're a scientist."

Sun, 12 Jun 2005 01:41:54 GMT

Ahhhh one of my hot pics of some sailors at matt's boot camp graduation got permanently resized to like this big. __________.

anyway other than that, it's random pic time playing ze cello

taken at senior banquet

Yeah I'll be starring in my own comic pretty soon...yeah right.

but in other news, I went to Awards Night expecting nothing more than to get my rope and tassel for NHS, and then when I was spacing out just slightly I heard them say, "... is awarded to a member of the ski team..." and I was confused for a second because jack and adam weren't there. They said my name and I was pleasantly surprised. To be honest, not just for myself, I think that last night out of our many senior events was more important and emotional. After all those times you break down because of too much work, or even worse because of family events, it's nice that there is some acknowledgement given to show that what you've done does matter on some level. After falling, pulling your face out of the mud, and getting up again, you see the people on the sidelines, fans and strangers, applauding your perseverance. What can you do? Keep running.

Last will and testament...ok maybe not

Sun, 05 Jun 2005 14:26:15 GMT

I woke up yesterday with that same feeling, "Oh crap will Monday be a green day or a white day?" Then I remembered that classes had officially ended for us. I was ecstatic because finally, I would not have to hate one day more than the other.

It seems that these last few weeks have been filled with parties, comradery, relatives, expenses, and fun. (of course.) Luckily there should be at least another week or two of it, which means that I don't have to give it up and go into shock. In other news I've finally connected to my senior class, too little too late it seems, but I guess it's better to end the year on an upbeat as I started it feeling kind of down. At senior banquet, everyone chose that moment to spend with their friends. We however, knew that we wouldn't have to say our last goodbyes.

This morning I woke up thinking, "Katie is really going to leave." Not that I will never see her again seeing as how we are related now, but I just felt a pang of loneliness for her. She will be living in one of the most beautiful places in the world, and I hope that she won't feel too isolated to enjoy it. Now more than ever I know I must keep close in contact.

Luckily because of Katie, I know I will see Cristi too in the years to come. The witty comments and laughter do not have to end. I still hope that she will be able to go to school and be successful in life.

Erin, Alicia, and I will all be in the same state next year, maybe not much more than half an hour apart. School will be the number one priority, but I know that phone calls and holiday shopping trips are more than just possibilities. I'm hoping that college straightens me out, or at least that I'll get used to feeling tired so I won't be bitchy all the time. I also hope that as we get older and are forced to calm down a little, that we remain the same good people. Sorry for shaking the tent you guys!

Now as for friends I may have lost, (one in particular who probably won't see this), the tensions there were a result of our changes. The round peg had become square and just wouln't fit into the same hole anymore. I'm obviously not angry anymore, and I don't know about you but God has certainly punished me enough for my actions. I hope you find yourself.

Jeremy don't think for a second that I'm leaving you out of this. I wish so much now that I could have been much better than I was; I shouldn't have been so afraid of what my parents may have thought (their prude guidelines and crap) and that kept me from being more relaxed and open. At first I did the retarded thing and blamed it on you when it was really my fault. Without saying too much more, I thought that I didn't miss you but that was a lie. I wish you luck in your last year of high school and in life as well.

To my little tigers I hope that you will stay strong and laugh even when others think it's inappropriate. Looking back at our pics I remembered all the fun times even though there were crappy meets and 5 AM wake up calls. Continue to have fun and just remember, "Hey it's better than being at school right now."

So now it's going to be a workity-work-work summer. I leave high school to go back to preschool and then leave there to go to college. How messed up is that? But I wouldn't be doing it if I didn't love it. Stay away from the booze and don't use last year's suncreen (or No-Ad), if you want to avoid being caught by lobster boats.

P.S. Kelly Welch rocks.

Thu, 02 Jun 2005 02:07:39 GMT

In english we had to write a manifesto, like a personal statement of things you live by. She made copies of mine for the class and I was kind of embarrassed, but glad I didn't pass in this one instead.

Alternative Manifesto

1. Never been to a drinking party, yea no hangovers!!!

2. Never bought anything at American Eagle, Abercrombie, or Aeropostale; saved a lot of money.

3. Never got 4.0 in a quarter; still got scholarships at each school I applied to.

4. Never went on a school trip to a foreign country; never got food poisoning there and threw up the whole trip.

5. Never participated in student council; muahaha.

6. Never went tanning; never got that potato skin look.

7. Never complained about work, the money made it all better.

8. Never wore anything but regular undies, butt floss no thanks.

9. Never smoked, beat the wannabe thugs in my gym class on the track.

10. Never been kissed, this does give me ambivalent feelings, but hey what can you do?

Never been happier to leave.

no this isn't about prom...yet

Sat, 28 May 2005 13:27:16 GMT

Random thought but I think that those double-dosage hippies we call guidance counselors should have told me like 4 years ago at least how expensive college is so that way I wouldn't have this monstrous fear of debt hanging over my head. Everything has been so procrastinated, at times even as late as this year I didn't know if college was even an option. Each time I try to talk to my parents about costs, we all end up leaving the room frusturated, barely getting at anything. So far I know 1) I have to pay for half of it 2) 10 year loans will be taken out. If I didn't have that big scholarship I probably wouldn't even be able to go. But I love that school and intuitively I know just out of providence that I'm meant to go. But it breaks my heart when I hear my mom say,"Why couldn't you have just gone to Concord Tech?" What?! Are you kidding me? Not to offend anyone who goes there but after how hard I've worked? Setting high standards for myself so I could be in NHS? Jesus Christ why can't you be proud and perhaps glad that my grades were good enough to get the Alta Petenda scholarship? But I guess pride doesn't buy you anything. It's not like I haven't considered a 2 year school, to get out quicker of course, but I NEED a 4 year degree to get into Peace Corps, which is the sort of thing I've always wanted to do. After that, there really is not much more that I could want to do in life. I love my parents very much, but I wish that we all had better guidance on this event.

Maybe I'll go and when I graduate in four years will just disappear into Andes.

"it smells like hot guys up here."

Thu, 26 May 2005 22:29:37 GMT


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Tue, 24 May 2005 00:26:25 GMT

Perhaps if my parents don't feel like paying for college like they keep threatening, then maybe I could scrape by as an henna or tattoo artist.

I had one hell of a time trying to scrape this off for my job interview.

I made this one just barely; it is not the best shot but hey I was bored.

not the best ink job but whatever

not even an arm is safe...

or your mom's right foot

or your left foot.

oy vay

Fri, 20 May 2005 22:31:30 GMT

man I am so tired. Who knew that watching little kids could be so tiring? I have two papers to write this weekend, both are like 4 pages long and I started one of them already. After that I should have no homework for the rest of the year, which means BEACH DAYS!!! well maybe not necessarily the beach, but some place that doesn't begin with sch and end with ool. I also have to come up with a recital piece, my last one ever. I'd think about pursuing the cello if it didn't leave marks on my legs. Now I know why the guitar evolved.

Senioritis

Mon, 16 May 2005 23:13:12 GMT

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but then again I don't want to do finals either, damnit I can't manage my time properly...

BEST STORY EVER

Sat, 14 May 2005 16:46:03 GMT

As many of you probably don't know I politely complained online to the Kotex company about 2 weeks ago because the velcro wings were painfully obnoxious. So they e-mail me once or twice and I give them my address to recieve, "Cost saving coupons" in the mail. I was expecting some kind of "Buy two get one 1/2 off" deal at best. Instead in the mail today I get $10 in Kimberley-Clark coupons to be used on ANY of their products that I choose. And if that weren't sweet enough for a deal, they gave me $3 in UPromise Scholar Dollars and info on how to start an account where I can put in codes.

Moral of the story: Complain until you get something good.

SHOES!!! ahhhhhhh I'm in love I'm in love!!!

Tue, 10 May 2005 22:58:40 GMT

I finished my prom to do list and got the necessary support I needed and

SHOES!!!

OMG I almost never use acronyms but I never knew shoes could make you feel like this!!! I'm too lazy to put up a picture but basically they are silver/opalescent strap shoes with almost a 4 inch stiletto heel. (Great date weapon according to my mom.) Oh man they're awesome. Even if you're not an Imelda Marcos (spelled right?) you should give them a try at least once. I'm going to put them back in the box now before I pass out from euphoria or something... I also got my prom ticket today, lucky #9 Yea! I guess Matt Brown and Vicky H. were there in line since 6:30 this morning, and I thought I was way too excited. hehe