Night Approaches and I haven't set a foot outside today. And now it seems that I am extremely restless, and want to go do something. Though its a little late for adventures tonight. The day brought nothing of excitement, but was full of non-stop Texts and random thoughts which kept me occupied and in an excellent mood.
This amazingly cold weekend was a break from the ordinary, only because a lot of my time was spent at the Local Robins Donuts. Don't judge me, it was really coldOn Friday I went on a Cinematic Adventure to the Local Theater, then proceeded to the RD's for some Hot Chocolate, and a Chocolate dip donut. The night was spent with Haylie and Listening to Victor the Mexican kid, and teaching him the Language of the Canadians. If you want a challenge try explaining the word "so" to someone.. its hard. haha. Saturday night was basically the same thing, only minus victor and add a bunch of other people. It was good fun, until they all decided to leave all at once. So me and the redhead talked for a good 3 hours and decided that we were losers and should go home... But not before making fun of a angry drunk white guy, and a super happy drunk native
Its weird tonight, I can't really think of anything to write. I guess you could call it a writers block, but I know its more to do with my lack of sleep. So I have decided to write about nothing, which in its self is something. To do nothing can be interpreted so many different ways, and by so many different people. We all do it.. We sit on the computer, Chatting. And someone signs on and asks what your up to, then you reply with "nothing". Though in reality, your listening to music, typing like mad on the keyboard, watching the TV beside you, and reading your friends latest blog. All at the same time, which isn't really do much, but it sure isn't nothing....
Now when someone comes up to me and asks, "So what’s new with you". I usually reply with the usual "Ohh nothing much". But in truth, so much may have happened since the last meeting with this mysterious person. That they may not even be able to fathom, or comprehend what it is your trying to say. Plus, who wants to talk about so much stuff in such a short time frame of a few minutes. You need a Tim Horton’s and a French Vanilla/Hot Chocolate to talk about in-depth and possibly extremely long stories like that. This may sound trivial, but the more I write. The more that comes to the surface, and breaks through the tiredness that is my current state.
That’s something I haven't done in a long time either. Is have a good conversation with someone. Don't get me wrong, all the time I spend with friends we talk. But it’s just not the same as a one on one, mono e' mono. A chit chat that means something, and isn’t just talk. Even though Friendly banter is fun, and is what makes up our lives. Its not the stuff that can impact your life...
This feels unfinished, and I would love to write more. But its getting late, Yet again. And I must go to bed
Thanks for Reading all. Leave a comment if you like, I enjoy reading them.
Tonight brought forth some awkward moments.. Well I shouldn't say awkward as much as they were just uncomfortable feelings. Someone very close to me just broke down, and started crying. Not of anything I had done, but what was just happening around her. I guess she may have felt that the problems that have been arising for a long time have all been her fault. But I am only making assumptions on this of course. It’s hard seeing a person of such stature at their lowest point, and wanting to do something. Only to be drawn away with the feeling of inadequate, even though I know that would never be true. She has been there before I can even remember; she picked me up when I fell down, and when I cried, she was there to wipe my tears. But I couldn't do anything when she shed a tear.... What’s that make me?
The moment has passed and gone, and she is up and walking around like it had never happened. Although I know, and we all know what transpired. She is back to her old self, and as strong as ever. And I love her to death even though I don't say it enough as I should.
I am sitting here in a type of trance tonight. Its currently snowing outside, which is odd. Given that it was so warm out today, and I was walking around in a T shirt... I am just Talking with friends over msn, and listening to some music. I should really be in bed, but I feel as if I were to miss something important if I were to go to bed right now.
I love listening to music in my current, Over Tired mood. Its as if the Music around me creates a vibe that I don't wish to break, as if its protecting me from something I am unaware of. It bounces off the walls off my room, making a small rumble that I can feel through my keyboard. Its amazing how a song, or just music in general can change your mood. Or put you on that right path to changing it. It may be that I am just over tired, and I can't tell. But once I started playing the "Right Music", I rose from my sleepiness and could stay awake for hours. Which I'm I won't, But I could. . . What is the right music though? It all depends on the Person, situation, or the mood of the moment. These Basic Factors are simple, and obvious. But they Justify what makes the right song, the right song.
But for now I will just here listening to my Music, and enjoy the rest of the night
I hope the world had a good weekend. Cause mine was Great! We had a little Shindig at this Crazy Red Heads house Then we proceeded to get smashed, played some cards, drank some more. Decide later that night to go tobagganing at around 4 in the morning, and I got soaking wet. Due to the fact that I didn't wear anything but my Coat and Jeans... We Didn't go to sleep till 6 and arose at 9am to the stupid loud stereo that mysteriously turned on all the sudden. And the rest of the day was devoted to the couch, just hanging out.
All in all, Its was a great weekend
Check out the Album "The Shindig", For a little peek into this weekend. I should also have some more picrtures soon from my Freinds Digital Camera
It’s kind of awful how some people can hold a grudge for such a long time. Its like they don't understand that people change, from what they once were. They can't seem to comprehend that certain situations can cause someone to act totally different. Some things just can't be changed, and that’s just how it is. Does nothing of what has happened before mean anything, or is that all just meaningless. Not all people, are like this. Most people aren't like this. But those occasional few, make life tedious at best.
Its worse when they try to share their distaste with the people around them. Trying to plant ideas that shouldn't be there in the first place, and are inappropriate after so much time has past. This isn't strictly to young people, but to Young and old alike. A 75 year old man can just as easily spread false ideas as the next Teenage girl or boy.
In my case, it troubles me to see such an old man. Who is supposed to be the wiser one of the two, acting so childish. toward something that happened in the past. Which in all reality wasn't that big of incident, though he would like to think so. I guess I will have to be the bigger Boy, and talk to him. But its going be hard, cause he is such Dick
Just sitting here contimplating weather I wanna go out to Dawson's Weekly Drinking spot on this fine Thursday Night. I feel I should go out, you know... Intereract with people. But I just wanna have a one on one talk with someone, over some drinks. Not a drunk fest, which it will most likely turn out to be tonight.
I have no idea what I wanna talk about, I just wanna talk about random things. The random things that come up when two friends start talking about one thing, which then leads to a million other things. Which then have no reference to what started the conversation in the first place. It wouldn't matter if it was a serious conversation, or just a gingerly chat about built up ideas. The Act of just talking with meaning, can be more powerful then any action. And the lasting effect can go on forever. Thats what I want once again
Well thats all I have to say at this time.. Perhaps when I return from my little outing I will add some more. On second thought I will add more once I get back. I feel like there is so much to say, but I can just seem to find the right words at the moment. Maybe with a little intoxication, I will write beautifully.
Well I had written down a paragraph of something totally different, and decided that I didn't particularly like what had happened to it. So here I am starting over with some new thoughts to add to the mix. I thought I had it all figured out, but as you get going. Things change even in the time That I wrote that paragraph.
This week has been nothing but work and Volunteer Work, and then some sleep. I don't mind the Volunteer work, its the real work that wears me down. To much of the same routine everyday, and the same people. I want to get out and meet some new people, maybe I shouldn't even be working. Go Traveling... But to go traveling you need to work to make the money to buy the ticket. Its a vicious circle, that you can't escape. And I can't wait to break away from this circle
Chatted with Tash last night, all the way from Rio De Janerio. Put me in a great mood, hearing all the stories. Just basically being able to talk to her again, puts me in a great mood. Not that my mood was in anyway bad, but it just made it that much better. Then I went to sleep around one o'clock, Woke up and I remembered I was still in Dawson.. That was kind of downer for me, plus I got called into work a little to early for my liking.
When the day starts off like that I constantly day dream. I can't help it, it just happens. Over and over again, like a partly cloudy day where the sun gets covered every couple of minutes. That may be a bad analogy, but its accurate. It isn't really day dreaming, but more of a "Zoning Out". Which could be considered the same thing, cause I have only one thing on my mind. If it wasn't for the occasional "ba ding" from my phone, from my new favorite Texter. I would probably dream/zone forever...
I haven't had time to sit down and write something for quite a while. Every time is it seems, I get wonderfully distracted on to chatting with other people over MSN. Or I am just not here at home, to be able to write something. I've been waiting quite some time to sit down for a breather, but now I sit here. And I am all mixed up, on what to write. I know what I want to write, but I don't think I could accurately or rightfully put it down at the moment into words I would feel comfortable with.
Life’s complicated, and I enjoy it like that. And I make it complicated all by myself, even if there are little outside factors. What would life be like without the little, or the huge complications. I couldn't say exactly, but it would be boring as hell. And it would lose the excitement that a new day, month, or year can make. Life’s like a card game sometimes, you could risk everything. Hoping to come out alive and not to be beat by the opposing players. But the risk must be taken, because the greatest risk in life is to risk nothing. And to regret that move later on...
Its amazing how things can change so quickly. From month to month, everything has totally changed. Its been fun, and I have learned a lot of new things. Interesting things, that I didn't have any idea whatsoever that could ever happen. As it were now, its seems to have turned into a little bit of a waiting game. One that I would love to wait for, but like I said before, things change overtime. Although I sure hope they it doesn't, because I would love to see where this next turn takes me.
I would definitely write more, but thinking of the details and other little things that I haven't jotted down, are making my head spin. So I think I will stop there tonight. But I can tell that I will definitely go into more detail as the days go on.. perhaps
I have finally found a second to sit down, and actually have sometime to myself. Even though I would rather have someone beside me at the moment, then being here by myself. This weekend was so much fun, and yet it was amazingly sad. Tash left for Brazil today... Still hasn't really kicked in though
Its always hard seeing someone leave, knowing they will be gone for a long time. Although some would say that a couple months isn't that long. I don't really see it that way, a couple months is fairly long time to be away. The hardest part is always saying goodbye, and not wanting to let go. Grabbing every last second as if it were never going to be there again, and holding it tightly. Until reality kicks back in and its time to walk away. The upside of saying goodbye, is saying Hello again. Everything falls back to normal as if it had never changed at all, except for the long winded stories that seem to never quite. Of all the adventures and new experiences that each other have been through. Just seeing a forgotten face is enough to brighten pretty much anyone’s day.
That’s what’s pretty much on my mind right now.... I am kinda tired and that last paragraph is just a bunch of jumbled thoughts, but you can catch my drift.
Other then, that the weekend was amazing. We hiked are local Ski Hill, and made a run in some Fresh Powder. I love sitting at the top of that Hill, looking down on the hill onto Dawson Creek. Its so peaceful, and it clears my mind for that instant of everything going on. And all it leaves is the people around me, sitting there beside me.
On the Friday, I was atanother going away party. So much fun, and I got pretty hammered I may go into more detail later this week.
Night All. I am gonna go listen to some music, and recap this weekend.
Its -10C/14F outside and there is a light snowfall. The wind is cold and whistle's right through, as if it meant to steal the heat you so desperately need. My Jeep sits outside idling waiting for the warmth to once again fill the cabin, so I can depart. But for now I will settle on writing some down.
The going away party was lots of fun, and lots of people showed up. I wasn't going to drink or get at all intoxicated, but a good friend showed up from work. He looked kind of down from a sixteen hour day at work, so I bought us a pitcher of beer. And we drank till are bellies were full, and everything seemed alright and especially funny. The rest of the night was spent driving around with my friend Tasha, and another gal named Jordan. Who, somehow beat me in Shotgun, and then reversed the rules on me so quickly I didn't have time to recover from such a devastating attack. I was down trodden, and beat...
Today the house is quite, except for the tapping of the keyboard. No ones around except for me and the cat, who isn't that concerned about anything other then the fireplace at the moment. Quite times always turn into thinking times, and thinking times always turn into "what if?" times. Which isn’t always that great, as you ponder on what could have happened if you would have done something just a little bit differently? Sometimes I wonder what people think of me, or how they view me. If they were asked to say one word that describes me best, what would they say? I am not really worried about what they would say, but its kind of interesting to see what the views of other people are. Even if they aren't that important to how it will affect you in anyway possible, but the question to looms... "What if?"
Today was quite a cold day today, which doesn't seem to bother me anymore. I guess I could say its kind of rejuvenating, watching my breath roll out in front of me. And taking a break from work to watch the slowly falling snowflakes, at the days end.
Tonight there is a going away supper for a friend that is going to South America for 4 months. Kinda weird to think I won't get to see her, hang out, or even talk on a regular basis for quite sometime. She had asked if I would come along, but my responsibilities to where I am in my life at the moment are paramount. Although I wish so much that I could just drop everything and go, I would in an instant. To get out and travel the world is what I really want to do. Experience something new and exciting, not have the same routines everyday, waking up when the sunlight was just to much to bare. That is what I can't wait for too much longer. Just to live in a another city, and get out of the small life for sometime would be amazing.
Well that is for now, thinking about this gets me down. Not too too down, just the "awww, I am gonna miss you" kinda down... If that makes sence.
Quote of the Day: This is a Regurgitation of my Deepest Desires"
Well.. Its 1:26am, and I just got home. And I may be a little drunk, and it may be a Tuesday night, but it doesn't becuase that I was hanging with really cool people.... And That I am drunk.. I really feel like writing something, but in the end it will just turn into jiberish. So I will put it in notepad and fix it up tomorrow. I would publish it one right away, but I don't want the world to see what a fool I am, haha.
Ferramentas 
I really feel like writing something, but in the end it will just turn into jiberish. So I will put it in notepad and fix it up tomorrow. I would publish it one right away, but I don't want the world to see what a fool I am, haha.
