sorry for the enormous post, i have a lot to make up for!

GIRLFRIENDS!

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how can you tell when something's worth fighting for and when it's just time to let go?

i've had old friends on the mind alot lately. just little things keep bringing them to mind - talking to james for the first time in months, a note from hannah on my journal, realizing that i missed both jessamy and jessamyn's birthday, my brother starting at merrydeath's school (as in, starting...his phd). old friends just seem to be of renewed ( Read more... )

i think i've spent so long having wierd, complicated, convoluted and just plain fucked up relationships that i just don't even know how to keep anything good together.

so worn out. this more than anything is why i've decided to take my trip to ottawa RIGHT NOW (well, in two days, but whatever). soemtimes i feel so trapped in this city, like if i start walking west on the woodstock road, i'd eventually just find myself walking back into town on the lincoln road without any real sense of when the transition took ( Read more... )

so, i finally have six days off. here are my options and i would appreciate any thoughts on them ( Read more... )

i wish i could spend more sunday afternoons sitting on uncomfortable wooden bleachers watching baseball games with hungover friends, followed by evenings of walking along the river and ice cream cones. and by more, i mean every. a little sun-burnt, a lot freckled, and i blew out my ear on saturday night in a violent coughing fit. if it's not ( Read more... )

so, it looks like i'm going to poland next summer for my step-brother's wedding. besides all that lovely wedding stuff (i've been led to believe that his fiancee's father, who is paying for the wedding, is quite, if somewhat shadily, wealthy), i also get a free ticket to europe out of it. when andrew graduated, my mom paid for his ticket to europe ( Read more... )

sometimes i feel like if i sit with no distractions and think really hard about some tricky emotional issue that's been on my back for awhile, i'll be able to work through it. but i never seem to get past the 'okay, so this is the problem; evaluate'. and i've lost my voice, which means i can't talk about anything outloud right now even. bahaha,

i was walking through chapters on my lunch break today and heard someone call my name. who should this someone be but mike cheung. in fredericton. carrying a pile of knitting books. it seems he's in town for summer training (CFB Gagetown is less than half an hour away). and he knits quite proficiently.