The Darndest Things

Interestingly enough my parents freaked out about the thought of me living in a basement apartment, but then decided that they would prefer for me to find a bachelor in an apartment building than to try and find a random roommate. Actually, the little feedback that I did get from friends seemed to favour living alone as well (though maybe people just favour the IDEA of it but don't actually know what it would be like). So, the search begins for a reasonably priced well located apartment building.. I may actually end up in one of the buildings I was scoping out with Laura in the first place!

Last night was the recital at Helen's house. I think the SCP actually played really well. WE ROCK!! WOOO!!! It's going to be so sad when Brian leaves for Columbia and we are no more.. (oh but we will live on.. we MUST!) There were a lot more people there than I expected.. I was like *people don't care about listening to other people play.. I don't have to be nervous..* It was all good though, I really enjoyed the other performances as well.. including a really good writer, a SEXCELLENT piano performance by Jessica (stop picking on yourself, I truely enjoyed your playing), some INSANELY cool "fire-spinning" and an amazing solo by Helen.. god Helen.. I'll be happy if I have HALF of your talent on the clarinet some day.

My parents were in Niagra Falls last night so I last minute attempted to have people come party after the recital.. night-before plans really don't work, but a handful of good ole Markham people came and went and I got to hang with Lowe for the first time in AAAGGEESS.. what a great guy (and not just because of all the weed he gave me apparently for my birthday when he was stoned lol). People were gone by about 2:30am, Jon was the last to leave after sticking around awhile listening to my probably incoherent conversation.. (well not so much incoherent as I forget every couple of seconds what the subject of conversation is and have to ask lol). Then I went online and bothered who ever was there and wrote and LJ post, as you can see, which I got a good laugh out of this morning haha. I'm kind of glad that people didn't stay overnight because it was nice to just crash in bed and not worry about anyone else. I thought that I had everything incriminating out of sight this morning.. but alas.. I left my god damn pipe on the kitchen table.. and it was discovered.. but I don't think they were too mad because I think they know that they can't really do anything about it.. and they know I obviously don't let anything affect my school/work performance.  

Can't lie, I'm starting to like work more because I've gotten really attached to the kids. I miss them when I'm not there. I took a whole lot of REALLY cute pictures.. I'll try and pick out a few of the best ones for you (though they're all awesome).. I'm allowed to display pictures from work but I'm not allowed to put any names.. so.. here we go! (I'm gonna TRY not to over-do it.. but I probably will..)

             

            

           

           

  

TIME TO PLAY DRESS UP!!!!! It's the most adorable thing ever when a little boy wants to put on a dress.

         

           



          

           

Guess what.. I'VE GOT VIDEOS TOO!!!!!

Kind of seems like work is my whole life..

I Swear It's Not As Long As It Looks!

So, my birthday wasn't bad exactly, but it wasn't exactly like I had pictured a 19th birthday being. I got AHEAD in my class reading (very awesome.. though the last book I need to read for the course I haven't bought yet.. so I'm kind of at a loss not having anything to be reading), I watched Save The Last Dance and George of the Jungle and The Flintstones and did some hazy stoned dozing.. and I coughed a whole lot. By the time Jamie called around 10:30ish I just didn't feel like doing anything at all.. and I went to bed. I feel as though I should feel that this sucks ass, but I admit it was pretty enjoyable to just lie around and do nothing all day, have my coughing fits over the phone instead of in person haha.

Huge thanks if you remembered to say happy birthday to me.. or if msn/facebook reminded you to say happy birthday. It made a slightly depressing day brighter :)

Though the reason why the day was depressing (despite my enjoying doing nothing) was that most of the people I would consider to be my current friends didn't remember at all. And out of what I consider to be my Markham "group" of friends.. only two people said anything to me. The majority of the people who said something to me were people I haven't seen for months or years and almost never talk to. I notice that it seems to often be the people that I put the MOST effort and care into that don't end up giving any back.. and don't even bother to say happy birthday.. I won't mention any names.. but there are a couple. It's time, I think, to do some serious re-evaluting of my life and the people I'm living it with. It's no big a deal I suppose, we're all human. Though I will admit that every year I say to myself.. "maybe everyone is just PRETENDING to be busy or PRETENDING not to remember or care about my birthday because they don't want me to know that they're PLANNING something for me..." But, who am I kidding right? If you want people to care about your birthday you have to be the one making the big deal about it, and you have to offer people free food and a place to do their drinking into the bargain.

I sound very pessimistic and complain-y don't I? I swear I'm not as much as it looks like, it just sort of comes out that way in writing! I PROMISE. At any rate, I got a nice long phone call from Mark, who I miss like crazy and haven't seen or talked to much in AGES. And Jesse, I love you for text messaging, believe it or not. And Justin for stopping by. And Jamie, who keeps calling even though I'm a huge grump lately.


Now here's the part where I need some feedback from who ever is reading this.. about:
HHHHOOOUUUSSSIINNNNGGGG

Yeahh.. so last week unfortunately Laura backed out on me. Her parents decided they didn't want her moving out. So basically, I'm kinda screwed! There's no way I'll be able to find someone else at this point to be my roomie.. so it comes down to 1. Moving somewhere by myself, bachelor, one bedroom basement, that sort of thing or 2. Moving into an apartment or house with one or more strangers. I'm having a TERRIBLE time trying to decide which one I'd rather. Both are fairly available. I think living alone would be AWESOME.. do what ever I want whenever I want with as much or as little noise, no one to be bothered by my practicing or having friends over, not having to clean OR put up with someone else's dirt... BUT.. would it be too lonely? Is it too sketchy to not have someone who would notice if I disappeared? Not to have someone just AROUND? I honestly can't decide because both present a rather large risk. At this point, I'm going just go for the first place I can find that looks good as far as price and location no matter which of the two that it is. If I could count on always having people wanting to hang out or come visit I might be less hesitant about living alone, but honestly, how often when you say to someone "oh yeah we'll hang out a lot this year" when you don't know them all that well, does it ever actually HAPPEN? So, sketchy.

What do you think I should do?

Alright, ready for some Ottawa beach/bungee pictures? I guess you'd better go Here

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A real post will come soon (one with pictures!), but I'm not feeling motivated enough to do it right now.
Though I will leave you with some of my brilliant photography. Voila le Ottawa River.. where Jamie, Kate, Alex and I spent the weekend.
Gorgeous. Click Here

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