So ....

I think I might be going here in October:

In the wise words of Sarah Sharp

*Jamie, Aron and Sarah are walking up a long ass flight of windy stairs built into a hill*

Jamie: *grumbles* oh my word
Aron: *up ahead* heh
Sarah: Don't worry Jamie, we'll make

*we turn the corner, realize there are still many more stairs*

Sarah: Aw, fuck.

Copy Catting

Yes, I make my own words. From Shannon's post

[7:01am] Alarm goes off, hit snooze
[7:09am] Alarm goes off again, hit snooze again and do so until 7:30
[7:30am] Look at my cellphone, realize its actually only 6:30am and that I must have set my clock an hour ahead last night by accident. Reset alarm.
[7:17am] Alarm goes off for real, I hit snooze and then get up.
[7:52am] Try to tiptoe through my apartment and get ready as to not disturb the people sleeping on my couches. Fail when I can't find one of my bags, wake Sarah up.
[8:41am] The bus I need to connect to comes in 6 minutes, there is a Tim Hortens across the street, I want tea, I play the odds.
[8:46am] Still in line at Tim Hortens, people are morons, no sign of bus, I hope its late
[8:52am] I played the odds and I won, on bus to work.
[8:59am] Come into the office, phone is already ringing, play the superority card and don't answer as its 9am yet, they'll call back.
[9:17am] Prepare offer for an agent who only gives me half of the information I need, half of which was incorrect. Morons.
[9:30am] Gosh this day is slow, check email and websites
[9:58am] Someone may have sent me an email/updated their blog, check again
[10:26am] Repeat
[10:45am] Repeat
[11:12am] My boss comes in, must not be obvious in my lack of doing work, talk to a friend on gChat
[12:05pm] Start to get hungry, not really wanting the soup I brought for lunch.
[12:18pm] Boss must be reading my mind, offers to buy me Harvey's Veggie Burger for the heck of it
[1:16pm] Still waiting for boss to come back, that soup is looking kind of appetizing.

Song for a Monday

Sometimes It Be That Way - Jewel

Night with its shattered teeth
Attempts to speak
My pen is present but
Courage left via the sink
And I'm sorry
I snuck up on you
From behind
I'm sorry not all
My love letters did rhyme
And I'm sorry that
Jesus died for my sins
And I swear to God
It won't happen again
And I'm sorry
If it was my swerve that
Tempted you to sway
Oh well
Sometimes it be that way

And Romeo was
A very nice man
He said
"Jewel, I don't think
You quite understand"
And I'm sorry if you had
To explain it like this
I'm sorry I was a point
You were destined to miss
And I'm sorry
I spoke to you irreverently
Down in the hollow
By the old olive tree
And I'm sorry
If my heart breaking
Ruined your day
Oh well
Sometimes It be that way

I said
"Oh well, I got nothing
Left to sell
This love was a bell that
Rang unheard in the air
I was bound to find out
That you didn't care
Oh well
Sometimes it be that way

And Aphrodite with
Her neon lamp
Kissed Neptune
They put her face
On a stamp
And I'm sorry
I used it to mail
A letter to you
I'm sorry I'm glue and
The rest bounces off of you
And I'm sorry not even
This jet's metal wings
Could get across
These simple things
And I'm sorry
If I ever sang
Your name in vain
Oh well
Sometimes it be that way

And Goldilocks
Well she knew three bears
They all ate oatmeal
And tiptoed upstairs
And I'm sorry
I never got to
Find you like this
Sleeping like a baby
And swaddled in bliss
And I'm sorry for
All the times
I forgot to imply something
In between the lines
And I'm sorry
If my heart breaking
Ruined your day
Oh well
Sometimes it be that way

I said
"Oh well, I got nothing
Left to sell
This love was a bell that
Rang unheard in the air
I was bound to find out
That you didn't care
Oh well
Sometimes it be that way

And shadow's long fingers
They dance on the wall
Electricity chases
Its tail in the hall
And I'm sorry
If my arms to you
Were just empty rooms
I'm sorry
I never could comfort you
And I'm sorry
St. Petersburg is
A miserable town
And I'm sorry
If I am bringing you down
And I'm sorry
If I caused you pain
Oh well
Sometimes it be that way

And flame licks the air
With its silver tongue
Night has many hands
But I have just one
And I'm sorry
I walked in on you
Unexpectedly
I'm sorry
I never served you
Camomile tea
And I'm sorry
I didn't always have a match
That could start
A fire big enough
For your heart to catch
And I'm sorry
If it was my swerve that
Tempted you to sway
Oh well
Sometimes it be that way

emo tear

They haven't updated PostSecret.

How I've grown

I lied.

I remember a couple of years ago, when I had to envision me at 21. I was petrified. I was scared because all support I had known most of my life would be taken from me. I was a ward of the government, and since I was 9, the government had pretty much been my parents.

I didn't know how I would survive, this whole paying rent, buying groceries, making enough money to survive ... all of this without a safety net.

I cried for many nights, because I thought, surely I would fail.

But I haven't, I'm doing pretty damn well for myself, some slip ups here and there ... but I have a roof over my head and food in my belly and a stable job. An amazing group of friends and an even more amazing Aunt.

I'm livin' a good life.

Even if I have paper blinds :)

Happy Canada Day