à bientôt...: love

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Thursday, December 29, 2011

02.20 December 28, 2011

I FINALLY got around to editing a few photos (yes, at 1:24am and yes instead of packing, and YES, while lying in bed).

How good I feel right now though...ugh. it's amazing! Although these memories in the photos are far from being pertinent any longer [read: entire life transformation since they were taken] they still serve as a really nice reminder of that first summer I lived in Montreal, exploring parts of Quebec I'd never heard of.

It just feels so good to have some time to myself.

this is what i want to yield for the upcoming year.

à bientôt

xox

Monday, November 28, 2011

yep.

one last gasping breath

one more heart on my sleeve

and then it was done.

i'm open to love.

missing winnipeg

loving montreal

it's nice to feel torn over something other than love, isn't it?

positive re-affirmation:

-"how are you doing?"

-"I'm amazing."

i guess i really am.

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Here I am, hopeful again
I can't say when
I wasn't this way

Don't need to worry about me
That's what I say
It's not what I mean

Here I am, swinging alone
A timeframe surrounds the pictures I hold
But they don't hold up well
Started to wonder if I fell in love with you at all
If I fell in love with you at all

And when will a time come
I could hear a sad love song, that doesn't speak to me
And when will a time come
I could sing a nice love song, using thou and me

Here I am, walking away
My head's held high
What's the use gettin' down
Because all that I wanted is here
I just kept the ground, close to my ears
-- - -- -- - - - --- - - - -

i built a monument
for the love we used to know.
but that is far removed,
and you say that i'm gonna be okay.
and yeah, i'm gonna be okay.
but it doesn't seem that way.
no love, not today.

thought you were made for me
and we shared our history
and in time you'll tear your eyes far away.
like a rubbernecker's gaze
is it really safe to say
that we're just made that way,
made to brave the pain?

'cause i was told to get out
told to leave
told to have my things in the parking lot.

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I was a blindfold, never complained
All the survivors singing in the rain
I was the one with the world at my feet
Got us a battle, leave it up to me

What it is and where it stops nobody knows
You gave me a life I never chose
I wanna leave but the world won't let me go
Wanna leave but the world won't let me go

I was the one with the world at my feet
Got us a battle, leave it up to me Leave it up to me

three songs I've been playing over and over and over again

I woke up this morning with a rose and piece of chocolate next to my bed

and i'm really okay.

songs:

that's what I say not what I mean - Feist

Ambulance - Eisley

Blindness- Metric

xox

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

mystery weekend - solved!

an island 350 kms Eastish, accessible only by ferry!

SO great!

biking

scrabble

reading

eating (yes, that IS in fact bacon and cheese on white baguette - the cardiac arrest express!)

dinosaurs

more scrabble

water

mountains

photos

polaroids

childhood memories

story-swapping

more wine

more food

more reading

relaxing like crazy.

it was so great. I promised a full(er) update of life. I have a job at Newtown, an awesome 4-story restaurant/lounge/terrace/nightclub.

Yesterday I had a $1000 bill (proudly done by a bunch of guys from Stonewall) and received zero tip because I am "still training" and therefore the $171 tip went to my co-workers.

ACK!

I was more than unimpressed with it.

it'll be my turn soon.

right?

otherwise, my days have been very lazy. hot. I'm used to being back in Canada but still lethargic and unsocial.

I just want to write poetry and take photos and eat healthy food and watch the weather. I can't say I'm "forcing" myself to go out, but I'm certainly heavily considering everytime I want to do something.

[sorry to those who have to deal with me!]

Now that I'm "coming into my own" here, I sure wish I closer friends to share it all with. I want to talk and laugh and share and whisper to people I know well.

I want a trade.

a skill.

to be done school.

It's nice how my priorities have changed. Remember readers when all I wanted was haircuts and flowers? Now I want an education (completed, preferably)

friends

love

and

laughter

Do I sound bleak? I suppose I do. I'm not bleak. I'm not even bored. I wish I had a car to explore with. Plan is to get to Winnipeg and pick up Harpo and drive him back. I don't know how, when, or with whom. But a plan is hatching!

The quality of my writing has gone down hill. And so has my photography. all in one fell swoop. dear oh dear.

friends: I know Folk Fest has firedancingmusiclovedrugsdrinkinghappinesssunshine&awesome

buttt....

come hang out in Montreal instead!?

ok. I'm done bickering. Below are photos from the weekend getaway. Other photos of life en Montréal will just have to come some other time.

I dreamed (dreamt? is that only phonetically?) I had a perfect friend who lived next to me and wanted to explore with a camera in hand the many facets of this city.

July brings work and heat and music and more laziness.

Also, cheap blueberries at the grocery store.

xox

à bientôt

Saturday, June 25, 2011

01.367. June 25

More photos. I have taken so many photos since returning to Montreal already that I don't want to get lost in the past. HA HA HA! Me not getting lost in the past? très drole

If anyone is curious for more information about any of the pictures please just ask. Did you know that each one has a story behind it?

comments are so appreciated

xox

this is pavin and patricia. for the record, of the twin mattress we all shared, leigh and I had a quarter. Who had the most you ask? Patricia, the often-quadrapelegic.