I am a product of my circumstances. I am not crazy.
Now I know
My circumstances are a product of me.
Now I know
I was meant to be this way.
I just wish I knew why.
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These past few days have been interesting.
I realized at some point during my half hour phone conversation with Kohjun that my social circle seems to revolve around skinny men. I have no idea how or why this happened. But it did. We had a really great talk, actually. It was nice getting to know him more outside of bowling. We have more in common than I thought.
He asked me why I'm always smiling last night. I was caught rather off guard. I didn't know how to answer it, though I knew what the answer was. Did it make me sad? No, not really. Just kinda shaken. Told him I'd tell him about some other time. Hopefully it doesn't come up again. =\
Been thinking more about the fact that I am actually leaving for Barbados in two months. I'm five parts stoked and one part nervous. I suppose I've the right to be. I haven't really gone anywhere farther than New West by myself. Let alone a 12 hour plane ride. Omg, what if I can't tweet from Barbados? That is very concerning. I might go through withdrawl.>.<
Speaking of twitter, meeting up with the @crew tomorrow evening. I think it will be funtimes. Although, I'm pretty sure
danudey hates me now, but won't say why. I'd like to say it doesn't bother me, but it does. Like woah. Still, with my NEW IPHONE everything should go swimmingly. Erm, I didn't really buy one. I made it out of an internets template. Cut and Paste iPhone ftw!
Blah, I'm tired. Too much on my mind. Probably post on Sunday. So glad I have the Superbowl Sunday off. I don't even like football, but it's a tradition. Can't argue with that logic.
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Alright, so here's the dealio.
Some douchebag came into the store and stole twenty-five dollars from us. Very annoying because he insisted that he had handed me a twenty, and when I wouldn't "give it back to him" he grabbed a bunch of money and ran out. I was pretty steamed. No one steals from Owlex and gets away with it. I could have taken him, but I was the only one in the store. Figured that wouldn't be a good idea.
What else?
Meeting some folks for sushi next week. We figured it was about time we got together, as we all live in the same city and have been corresponding for quite some time. It will be funtimes. I hope. They could be jerkfaces in person, but I very much doubt it.
I have Beyonce stuck in my head
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I have to stop eating so much Indian food. I think I've had more Naan in the past few weeks than one should have in thier lifetime.
Okay here we go. This is one of my favourite albums. Some classic tracks. It's a band called Bran Van 3000. Kind of a bizarre hip hop dance mixed with total wierdness. Seriously seriously seriously have a listen. You won't regret it. The files are m4a, but I figure most people use itunes anyways, and I couldn't figure out how to convert. So yeah, there you go.
Love you all like woah.
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Been feeling sort of Blegh lately. Sometimes I think I must be bi-polar, the way my moods go. Ecstatic or depressed. There is little in between.
Anyways, just feeling sort of like all these things that I thought I could do, I just can't. You know? Like I'm just not good enough at anything to accomplish what I would like to. I was at a point where I was thought:
"You know what? Fuck marketing, fuck social media, I'm going to work in a hockey stick factory and you can suck it."
Needless to say, I was very discouraged. I'm still feeling very discouraged. Is it time to find a new calling? Maybe. But hopefully not yet.
What else can I talk about that isn't emo shite?
I passed up the opportunity to meet Katy Perry. The woman that sings such pop gems as "I kissed a girl" and "hot/cold". Yeah, I know, she really blows. But still, meeting celebrities tends to be a funtime. Rats.
I had my very first banana split last week. It tasted... surprisingly un-epic. I wasn't all that impressed.
I had a day off yesterday so I picked up the comics at Elfsar. It was chilly, but sunny, so I walked around downtown for a bit. Rather aimlessly I might add. Afterwards I hopped on the seabus and mosied around Lonsdale for a while. Not very exciting in the winter. There are no tourists to watch, and it's too cold for ice cream.
I got back on the boat and made Dan have starbucks with me. The New Years Resolution to stop drinking so much starbucks isn't exactly going so well.
That's all folks.
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