when a innocent bug walks by do you ever get the urge to light it on fire?
Interesting week. went to vancouver to visit my friends and other family, (but mostly josh and jil). i had the pleasure of some vancouver night life. got really wasted, tried sake and fell down, scraped up my elbow and knee, hurt three of my fingers on my left hand. they're still swollen from tuesday night. i saw alix olson, stood two feet away from ivan. met some awesome people, had good an awesome conversation over blts and coke at denny's. i really wish i could just up and disappear. never speak to my family again, and live my life for me. sometimes i think they would understand, but then...they go and do something to prove that wrong. my fathers parents are going to take me to portugal for three weeks in june. on one condition. i change my appearance. i have to dress like a female, and take out my smiley piercing. i figure no one will know me there, and the family is all on their death beds. make them happy right? my grandparents told me that they dont care what i look like here in canada, but over there in portugal it's different, my family is vary conservative, doctors and lawyers etc...basically my dads parents are worried that the family will think less of them because of the way i live my life. i just want to say fuck it, but then, they will only be around for so long. its hard. but the ticket is already bought, and its like 1400$ down the hole if i back out now. so i have to get a passport, some 'decent' clothes and learn some portuguese.
for the moment i'm back in vernon. on saturday morning my father is going to drive me to castlegar. we're going to pick up my products from the kootenay art gallery. i'm going to hopefully send him off to the hot springs and go to the anti-prom. i just want to see my friends hang out with the boy(who won't leave his little hole in the wall), get really stoned. and just have a good time before the world goes completely out of control.