I spent over an hour today tidying up the movies on my hard drive. APPARENTLY I have 36 that I haven’t even watched yet. Hello, next week of my life. Tonight: C.R.A.Z.Y.
So I woke up at 5am with the strangest urge to watch The Lion King. What?
Weeooo, somebody picked up my bike and is going to send me a picture of the happy new couple in the morning. I wish I could give away free bicycles every day… it feels pretty great.
I left a bike in Brighton and sent the combination... →
I hope I make somebody happy.
Today I learned that my mother is still waiting for me to “date a boy and return to the Lord”. And she was SHOCKED and HURT when I denied her a hug and told her to never say that to me again. Time limit for staying at my parents’ house = reached.
I need audio therapy.
Can you recommend me a song that always makes you feel better?
Pros: common humour, friendly strangers, tap water at comfortable temperatures Cons: taxes, familiarity, boring accents, drinks cost AT LEAST four times as much Also feeling strange catching myself saying “cheers” to everybody. Do not feel like I’m back yet. Waiting to wake up.
Internetinternetinternetineternet! I feel guilty for having missed it so so much. There is so much more in the world, right? Whatever. I have internet today, and I will for a few more days, and then I’ll be home. Some home. Saskatchewan for awhile, I think. I’m missing Padstow already though. Who’d have thought. I was just getting to know everybody (my social awkwardness tends...
I am saying goodbye to the great people I’ve met in Padstow (making plans to see some again in their native lands), spending a week in Brighton with the best housemates in this whole silly country (England), then flying back, back, back to Canada. It’s going to be a hard month on my heart (so much sadness in leaving, so much excitement in returning). See you soon, homeland!
Had a fire on the beach last night. Sliced my finger on a beer bottle, and didn’t realize it until blood was all over my hand. Also, I think I may have peed on my foot at some point. Lovely evening. And just as a little memento, I woke up with a mayonnaise packet glued to my arm. I am class.