pie

on saturday, kenneth decided to make seagram pie for the potluck. unfortunately, it took a very long time; and we wasted a lot of time playing Ninja Turtles III on the oldschool Nintendo. by then, we had an hour before the potluck started. It took us more than 3 hours to make the pie. But boy, was it good. Kenneth opened the lid while we were in Mike's car...ooooh man...it was killer.

That night (while dreaming of counterstrike), i felt a terrific pain in my lower chest area, as if i've been stabbed. I thought it was just part of the dream, but as I tried to fall back asleep, the pain grew worse. It got to the point where I thought i was going to die or something, so i prayed those typical God-i'm-helpless-out-here-please-help-me prayers in all honesty.

on a lighter note, i also got up and searched "heartburn" on wikipedia, convinced that i had it. I drank some water (stupid disconnected water filter), and went back to sleep. Then I woke up late the next morning, and the church bus was coming in ten minutes.


Now here i am, slowly (and painfully) making the transition to university life. hopefully you'll learn not to be lazy like me, and not to eat Seagram pie without drinking gallons of water afterwards. although that not have been the cause.

but that pie was sooooo good....*drools*