So it's Saturday... just turned December 2. Going to try to get tickets to see the UBC Choir/Orchestra concert at 8 pm... must send my gifts soon so that they get to their particular destination on time.

I'm tired... i want to sleep.

Good night

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My relationships with others are like my shirt drawer. I never get past the first layer of shirts and hoodies or sweaters. It was a strange revelation while I put back my laundry in their place, noticing how untouched the next few layers were. Rarely do I venture farther than the first layer, perhaps fearful of the atrocities that may meet my ( Read more... )

So upon the insistence of the older sister (pointed look at Moo), I have taken up the request and am now updating yet again this week *surprise surprise* which has been a rarity these days. I suppose it's my inability to put words to black and white that keeps me from doing this. I been mostly talking about stuff and now writing it down. the ( Read more... )

So we had a three-day weekend. lucky for me, I got to get sick! w00t. granted I got to go shopping with April on saturday then hang with my roommate, Tova, before she left for Mexico to become a certified yoga instructor. I then lost my voice on tuesday night then got it back on wednesday morning which was interesting. just in time for ( Read more... )

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I think I'm obsessed with taking the dog out during peak dog hours at the field. There's something satisfying about watching Sheika play with the others successfully and talk to other dog owners ( Read more... )

I'm pooped. i wake up at 7 every day no matter what. Esp. since Sheika came into the picture:


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I am faced with eggshell words - so fragile are they that at one mere touch of hope it shatters into a million pieces. Humpty Dumpty that can't be put back together again ( Read more... )

These arms lie empty at my sides ( Read more... )