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In my life, why do I

smile, to people who I would much rather kick in the eye


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So it's been a while. Here's how my week is going. Due to hand foot mouth disease that Zoey has gotten I've been taking care of Maya here at home so that she doesn't get it from her. She is leaving for Poland in a week and it'd be pretty rotten luck if she got it days before her trip. Thus far I have taken her to Chapters where she wanted to buy the Pokemon handbook (yes I, Aunt Ada am doing something right. :) ) And so we're walking around in the teen section looking at books and she notices a book cover where two guys are kissing.. needless to say we had a fairly interesting convo in the teen section. Then I found 50 shades of grey stuffed into the horror section...in perfect author too no less. Found it pretty funny lol.

Tomorrow, I'm taking her to either Centre Islands if it doesn't rain or to the Science Center if it does rain. On Wednesday I am taking her to see How to Train Your Dragon 2 (which i am totally fan-girling atm and can't wait to see!)

All this brings me to this point. These past few days have been really eyeopening to me. This feeling of being depended upon. I remember when I was Maya's age I would go over to my aunt's house and I would spend entire weekends or weeks with them. It's such a weird feeling now that it has come full circle.

Also thanks to her being over I've been keeping busy which is a good thing. I haven't been doing too well and so it's a really nice distraction.

 

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back tattoo1 done

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I'm trying to do my best to hold on. But I don't think I can this time. 

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What a weird fucking day ain't it.

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I;m so frustrated. I can't stand holidays anymore. They are just no fun anymore. 

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Everyone has a niche. What's mine?

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This is my first page of my pressed flowers journal that I'm starting to make.
It's a poem that my mom wrote when she was I think 20-22 years old.
It's a very beautiful poem that loses a bit when you translate it.

Like Birds
Like birds I long to be able to lift up
over the branches
unravel
wings
 be able to take in the whole world
to see
you
close while I'm not there


Something like that anyways that's as best as I can translate it.
While this is my first page of my journal, I am actually sending this
to my aunt. Maybe I'll recreate it for myself later on but for now while it won't
be in my journal I will call it my number one.

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P. 126. "...things might have gone differently if the review had steered clear of the library system. This was the issue that, ultimately galvanized the public and council against the mayor."

-Crazy Town: The Rob Ford Story

Words to remember
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"If you’ve ever doubted yourself, walk deep into any forest. Notice how the trees still stand even though they are given no recognition. Walk along any stream. The water still flows, though no one stops to praise it. Watch the stars late at night; they shine without acknowledgment. Humans are just the same. We are made out of the same elements as these beautiful wonders. Always remember your beauty and self worth. "

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So today is the day. It's been a long day coming. He's been been my bus driver for one and off for seven almost eight years. So I woke up late and his card is sitting on my desk. I had to run to catch his last bus ride. So I wrote my note on a sticky note and spent the ride like I usually do standing beside him and chatting. I'm gonna miss that. :(

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