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yeah yeah yeah - 2003-10-22
I've been reluctant to write here, seeing as I actually received feedback... positive no less. Now, feedback is different than (yarg) 'guestbook love', but whatever. I never came here expecting more than emoticons in a guestbook. Chris Cornell - Sunshower I am having a little bit of a time crisis. This song is privy to some of my more intimate memories. Not to mention that scene in 'Great Expectations' where Ethan Hawke feels up Gwyneth Paltrow. I always thought that was a sexy, yet tasteful scene. No, see, I am gone in less than three weeks. I am sorry. I have to talk about it. And it's likely all I will talk about for the next two weeks. So, deal with it. Like I am trying to. I find it funny, though, well not really funny, but sad in a way. I will go somewhere, like St. Catharines, or take photos of La Grande Hermine, and drive quietly back home while realizing this is the last time I will see this place for a while. Screaming Trees - More Or Less And in social situations, it's a lot worse, as it feels like the part of me who could carry on a conversation, or drink, or be merry, has already taken his exit. So I find myself sitting at the table with friends, or walking down the streets being assaulted by rain with nothing much more to say, aside from some comment about the downpour. JJ72 - Formulae But I have been to visit friends lately, even if I have been an untalkative bunny. And as far as visitation goes, I have almost no cities left. London is the wildcard. Toronto is likely in the next few days (or hours, maybe). I was in Peterborough, and that's an underrated little city. Once again my accomodations gave me that urge for student life, affirming my post-travel plans once more. That sort of affirmation is good, because it lends itself to, you know, a future, and plans being made, something that I think we all enjoy having at this stage in our lives. Coldplay - Bigger Stronger Alright, then... It's eleven in the morning, and I have been up since 8:30, and talking on MSN/ICQ since 9:00, in the meantime trying desperately to sort out my passport dilemmas with these tired (melodramatic) hands. I think though that I prefer doing this in the morning, than late at night; nights can be so confusing for people, I think. Sometimes I wonder the sorts of things that are said to me... and wonder if certain people are waking up in the morning thinking 'oh, man, did i really say that?' Dashboard Confessional - Hope You're Happy
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