First day, not today but tomorrow

Something's bugging me lately. If you ask me if I am excited for tomorrow's first day - well, yes. But at the same time I have an anxiety slowly developing as the clock starts ticking. I am anxious about riding the bus and the metro - again.
It's been awhile since I last rode the metro and bus around here. Sure, Sue can take me to school then pick me up. But with the price of gas and time constraints, it is much more logical to take the bus and metro. Hey, the bus stop is just across the street from our building and when I take the metro it's just gonna be a few minutes travel time (roughly about 30 - 40 minutes, I am there at the school) - granting instead of taking the whole orange line, I cut across the blue line and reach my stop faster with just 12 stations instead of going the whole 21. See here.
So you might be wondering, what the hell am I getting anxious for if I know where to go and which station to take? Well, you see, I am very good in getting myself confused and lost. Yay! So I breathe in and breathe out.Hummmmmmmmm...
My friend says, I will be alright. Let's just hope so.
The message from the machine said the class starts at 5 and ends at 10. Wish me luck.

Not Just Another Lion Story

Heya, my furry friends! I know I've been out for ages...as Nat L. would put it, it's summer and we just can't sit in front of the puter when we have some free time from work! And I'm pretty sure you have been, too...so stop bickering...sheesh!
Anywho, let me share you this video I found on the net (where else?) It's very touching makes you wanna go to big department stores and look for a pet (or if you end up finding something else, it's ok - there's always another day) Ha!



Now, are you sobbing?? Here, some tissues.
In the meantime, I'm blowing my nose.