something's missing - but I don't know what.
happily singing to myself, songs of lighthearted matters, while the needle drills deeper into my throat. the anxiety pain that pinches my windpipe when I get nervous should dispell in times of lighthearted happiness - yet it seems to be persistant these days. I should really get that checked out. a nice prozak pill would probably help work that out. ha. drugs. who needs em.
good times had by all in quebec city. cute boys from the west coast plague my vacationing love life, while sexy french ones aleaviate the stress here in real life. comfortable and non-demanding, the arrangement is good here in the city.
I had an evaluation session with Paul, the teacher responsible for me at the detention centre. he says he is proud of the work I am doing and that the other teachers are pleased with my works aswell. there is still room for improvement - as there will always be, but nothing major to be worried about. on thursday, I am going to make an effort to talk with the different teachers with the goal of finding a clearer path to follow, activity wise.
todays classes went relatively well.
and I even got some planning and homework done this evening. I found a cafe that will hopefully suit my homework needs in the future. it is the café dépot at mt.royal and papineau. I can smoke in peace in there. and the people who work there are quite nice.
I have three movies to watch this week and they are all on fucking cassette tapes. =-P blah. I am going to call around to try and find at least some of them on dvd.
though I enjoy my french boy, Im still hoping that the west coast quebec city vacation boy calls me sometime. he was super cute. it could be something good there. who knows.
my ambiguity is suspect, even in my own eyes.
so the minutes are dropping off into the abyss of time, just as I must soon, into dreamland.
goodnight cyberland, I think of you often.
good times had by all in quebec city. cute boys from the west coast plague my vacationing love life, while sexy french ones aleaviate the stress here in real life. comfortable and non-demanding, the arrangement is good here in the city.
I had an evaluation session with Paul, the teacher responsible for me at the detention centre. he says he is proud of the work I am doing and that the other teachers are pleased with my works aswell. there is still room for improvement - as there will always be, but nothing major to be worried about. on thursday, I am going to make an effort to talk with the different teachers with the goal of finding a clearer path to follow, activity wise.
todays classes went relatively well.
and I even got some planning and homework done this evening. I found a cafe that will hopefully suit my homework needs in the future. it is the café dépot at mt.royal and papineau. I can smoke in peace in there. and the people who work there are quite nice.
I have three movies to watch this week and they are all on fucking cassette tapes. =-P blah. I am going to call around to try and find at least some of them on dvd.
though I enjoy my french boy, Im still hoping that the west coast quebec city vacation boy calls me sometime. he was super cute. it could be something good there. who knows.
my ambiguity is suspect, even in my own eyes.
so the minutes are dropping off into the abyss of time, just as I must soon, into dreamland.
goodnight cyberland, I think of you often.