I've thought and thought about how I want to live, what I want my life to be like and what choices I will make, and which career pathes I will take and from this boiling concoction I have lifted up and examined in the light, what I want to be ( Read more... )

Haha, suckers, spending their summers on the beach getting skin cancer or in the mall losing money. My summer is so much more wicked awesome than they could ever imagine in their sweat soaked little minds ( Read more... )

Sometimes a girl just has to get out in the sun and do something spontaneous, even if she ends up with sore legs and a sunburnt nose. She has to take a friend and go biking to the beach and talk about only the nice and good things, like fond memories and kind people. Because most people I know would rather wallow in the bad than focus on the good ( Read more... )

This song always tugs at my heart strings. I want to wrap the writer of it in my arms and rock back and forth. I want to heal them. I really have to get over that idea. No one can heal anyone and I know that. It just bugs me ( Read more... )

A farmhouse, an old white one with a wrap-around porch and creaky wooden floors. One with a huge basin in the kitchen, brightly coloured cupboards and a window right above the sink so you can gaze out across the meadow as you wash your fresh vegetables and ready them for dinner. On with a fire place in the livingroom and a bunch of ugly but comfy ( Read more... )

I'm in a large marble room, the kind that echoes and that rich people dance waltzes in in old fashioned movies. There is a surprisingly small and ugly stage at one end, the kind you would most likely see in a badly funded library and there is an exit sign over the door behind it. One the right side of the stage there is a gigantic Japanese styled ( Read more... )

I love Jesara and Molly because they are strong and beautiful without being a brand of antiperspirant. I love them because they are "yes" people and they are intellectual and active and adventurous. In fact I think that every word that properly describes them begins with a vowel. A funny way of looking at it but I think it might be true. ( Read more... )

I saw a documentry about Edwin today. It's amazing to think that i know him personally, this boy who braved gangs and police, who was jailed, and held at gun point. Who left his mother and siblings at home in Hondurus to forge a better life in Canada and somehow made it to this sleepy little town. Nelson has so many stories that reach so far across ( Read more... )

I just thought I would write because I am feeling incredibley blissful and loving towards the world right now. No particular reason really, I just have that sailing-through-life-with-head-held-high feeling and I want to go rolling down a grassy slope with a crazy troupe of 4-year-olds and eat strwberries. Can't you picture it? Covered in grass ( Read more... )

Someone smelled like "Axe" today in the co-op and it made me think of Dzitka. I miss that girl burly much. I worry that someone is going to throw a frozen water ballon at her or that she will die of elavation sickness. I want to cook her some hearty squash soup and tell her funny stories, I want to give her "welcome to your new home" presents and ( Read more... )