Thursday, October 29, 2009

I'll sing you a song

"If I am a clock
Then you are the time
I'm patiently waiting
When you're out of line
And I'll be the question
If you'll be the answer."
- Not A Second to Waste; A Rocket to the Moon

~
To you: Hello again.
&
To you: Hello.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

New house

We will start moving in exactly a month and I am beyond excited.

I am not going to miss hearing sirens every so often from ambulances, police cars or fire trucks. Or the bus stopping and going.
I'm not going to miss stopping at Midland/Lawrence after school and being bombarded with the most annoying and obnoxious teenagers alive.
GOODBYE BENDALE AND MARY THOMPSON, WE'RE GOING TO BE A BLOCK APART, chyeeeahh.
see yuh, don't wanna be yuh.

When November 27th will be around the corner, I can only hope we'll be settled a week after that.

My own room, overlooking the pool.
An attic.
A pool.

AN ATTIC!
Note that I was more excited about the attic than the pool.
Haha..

Can't wait.

Thursday, October 22, 2009

The weather is rainy, cloudy, grey and disgusting.
I semi-hate it, semi-enjoy it. I only truly enjoy my bus rides in this kind of weather. Everyone is quiet. To themselves. Thinking and pondering and contemplating on past choices, future choices or what's for dinner? or how delicious that panini bread was for lunch. We're all in our own world, our brains functioning, our minds wandering.
Even the passengers I see getting on who's presence I really dislike, tend to remain silent. (Thank God.)
Friends have their earphones on, music of their preference playing. They listen, absorb it all and watch the world go by until one of them has to get off and they say their goodbyes.

Bon Iver's For Emma, Forever Ago and Blood Bank will be the soundtrack of my autumn and winter days. Always.

Everything that happens is from now on.
This is pouring rain,
this is paralyzed.

Bon Iver

Friday, October 9, 2009

I miss you, Summer pt. I

I miss the boardwalk,

and watching the sky, the water and people pass by.

I miss the feeling of sand stuck in your shoes, between your toes, rough and gritty.

I miss this.

I miss the saturated, bright blue summer sky the most.

I am

so overwhelmed with joy right now, you have no idea.

:)

Sunday, October 4, 2009

There's pull to the flow





Au milieu de nulle part. Milton.
~
In the middle of nowhere. Milton

Apple picking from two weeks ago at Andrew's Scenic Acres.

It won't be long, my darling


Aldo Shoes
If I were to buy platforms, or any type of shoe with a heel, these would be my next purchase.
There's a zipper on the side which you obviously can't see on this picture, but I am in love.


Aldo Shoes
These have to be my next purchase. Fingers crossed.

Back to reading The Memory Keeper's Daughter by Kim Edwards and listening to Bon Iver in the background.

Friday, October 2, 2009

Too bad

Not even a "Hey, how's it going?". And never had a chance to say, "I'm good, thanks. What are you up to now?"
Small talk would've been nice.

But that's okay. It was still nice to see you again.

~

I walked in the pouring rain today.
There is absolutely no point in using an umbrella when the wind can ultimately break it.
I was impatient waiting for the first bus to come.
So I walked. And I got to my second stop, a block away, before the bus.
That five minute walk did me some good.

And isn't it amazing how sometimes you have your iPod on shuffle and the perfect song comes on for the scenario you're in. Like the perfect fitted blazer. Or the dress that slips right on like a glove. And how your jeans are extra loose, the way boyfriend jeans are supposed to fit. Milk and cookies. Pen and paper. That kind of perfection.

My point is: Thunder by Boys Like Girls came on and I was like, hellll yeeeahhhhh. No f-ing way. And in that moment I was happy even though the song was sort of sad and the weather was depressingly grey and the rain was cold.
But I was still happy.
Happy as a clam.

Because it fit.

Thursday, October 1, 2009

First day of October

I pulled out my former winter coat today. The one I can't use in the winter without wearing three layers. It's my fall coat now I suppose.
Although I absolutely hate cold weather, there's something comforting about wearing layers of clothing. You're wrapped in soft fabric and you're warm. I feel like a pillow or something of that sort. It's the most comfortable feeling.
The leaves are changing colours. Transforming into shades of red, orange, yellow and brown. They were once fully clothed in beautiful green and now are becoming naked. The weather is cold and windy. I don't like wind on a cold day. I hate autumn but I love its colours.

I'm currently reading The Flying Troutmans by Miriam Toews for my English ISP. I am enjoying it a lot.

Well, I should get back to reading if I plan (or in my case, need to) finish it by Monday.
And back to note taking and analyzing.

"If along the way, something is gained, then something will be lost." - Toews, Miriam.