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I am pleased to say that I again have the attention span to read non-fiction books! I know this, because I am at page 114 of a non-fiction book, and regardless of how many times I have to re-read the print, I am at page 114. Way to go. I can learn again. I think it's because I rarely watch television and never play video games.
I must say, I do miss good friend, Kelly. Kelly is always working on the weekends. I am always playing organ during the week. There are other friends that I miss too. Am feeling a bit like an outsider in the circle of friendship. My sister is always either working or nursing agoraphobia.
Thursday=Played keyboards all day and then went to Vancouver to see Jeremiah.
Friday=yesterday= I woke up really late, and went to the youth employment centre. I wanted to meet Rhona, but she ended up not meeting me and instead going to Victoria. This made me aggravated. I walked everywhere. I walked up Main Street and sat in a Japanese restaurant for two hours, finishing my meal and drinking gallons of green tea. Met Jeremiah, armed with Whiskey and ginger ale and made way to The Pink Noise show, which started soooo late. There was some art on the walls, but you could look at all of it in five minutes. A lot of the people at Misanthrope seemed younger than me. I'm only 20 but I feel miles apart from 17/18 year olds. Perhaps that's presumptuous of me...
I ran into Roger and he was fucking weird. I always run into him in random places and it's always a little akward. I guess I didn't know him all that well in highschool, but we seem to go to all the same places. When I said hi to him, he pulled his girlfriend closer and said hi back. So insecure and lame.
Saturday=today= Had an awful, restless sleep. Woke up a bajillion times to drink water. Woke up with a head cold. Ate delicious/healthy breakfast prepared by Jeremiah, who happens to make the best coffee I've ever tasted. Jammed at Renegade for a couple of hours. I was fairly comfortable for how sober I was. Usually jamming with a new person requires me to drink excessively in order for me to feel less nervous/self-concious. As I mentioned before, I was ill, so I took a nap and then took 2-3 hours to travel home from Vancouver. While waiting for the C60 Shuttle bus, I went to Ethical Addictions to drink tea and read my book. There was a metal show going on, and something about all those little highschoolers with their assymetrical haircuts and matching clothing made me feel like I was at the mall. So, I sat on the couch at EA looking like I was angry and on crack. I ran into two people from Brookswood there.
I must say, I do miss good friend, Kelly. Kelly is always working on the weekends. I am always playing organ during the week. There are other friends that I miss too. Am feeling a bit like an outsider in the circle of friendship. My sister is always either working or nursing agoraphobia.
Thursday=Played keyboards all day and then went to Vancouver to see Jeremiah.
Friday=yesterday= I woke up really late, and went to the youth employment centre. I wanted to meet Rhona, but she ended up not meeting me and instead going to Victoria. This made me aggravated. I walked everywhere. I walked up Main Street and sat in a Japanese restaurant for two hours, finishing my meal and drinking gallons of green tea. Met Jeremiah, armed with Whiskey and ginger ale and made way to The Pink Noise show, which started soooo late. There was some art on the walls, but you could look at all of it in five minutes. A lot of the people at Misanthrope seemed younger than me. I'm only 20 but I feel miles apart from 17/18 year olds. Perhaps that's presumptuous of me...
I ran into Roger and he was fucking weird. I always run into him in random places and it's always a little akward. I guess I didn't know him all that well in highschool, but we seem to go to all the same places. When I said hi to him, he pulled his girlfriend closer and said hi back. So insecure and lame.
Saturday=today= Had an awful, restless sleep. Woke up a bajillion times to drink water. Woke up with a head cold. Ate delicious/healthy breakfast prepared by Jeremiah, who happens to make the best coffee I've ever tasted. Jammed at Renegade for a couple of hours. I was fairly comfortable for how sober I was. Usually jamming with a new person requires me to drink excessively in order for me to feel less nervous/self-concious. As I mentioned before, I was ill, so I took a nap and then took 2-3 hours to travel home from Vancouver. While waiting for the C60 Shuttle bus, I went to Ethical Addictions to drink tea and read my book. There was a metal show going on, and something about all those little highschoolers with their assymetrical haircuts and matching clothing made me feel like I was at the mall. So, I sat on the couch at EA looking like I was angry and on crack. I ran into two people from Brookswood there.