It looks like I may just go to Montreal for school. Desicions kill me.
It would be pretty ideal if I had an inner feeling to choose one school over the other. I worry too much about the future. Yet this decision seems crucial; lifechanging.
I am feeling too many emotions at once. Rest is in order.
Montreal = life at the moment. I am temporarily in love. However, it seems as if I cannot truly drown in the culture seeing as my father and I have nothing to do and arrive back at the hotel at 9 pm. Well, tomorrow should be better, well at least, more interesting.
You type in a song or an artist, and it makes a whole nonstop radio station for you by using similar aspects in different songs and such. It is amazing, and I am in love.