xxxviii. hey there stranger
i should make more of my posts public. i mean, who am i so afraid of? forget judgement, its all a waste of time.
i saw jules and jim in the cinema last night with john and melissa. i don't think they enjoyed it and at first, i couldn't make up my mind about it; but i think it was worth seeing and some scenes touched me in their intimacy. i received the same sort of feeling i get when i look at light-saturated polaroids of strangers. you know, where you don't recognize the face but you can guess what they are thinking.
oh, i was hired by a firm last week and i became so elated, despite low blood sugar (i get too nervous to eat before interviews). i think its quite a big fuck you to all of the people who thought i was so terrible and horrid in school. i feel proud of myself; a feeling i haven't felt for the longest time. it firmly leads me to believe that opinion is not set in stone.
i really, bloody, adore where i am living in toronto. its so close, so perfect for architecture. the cinemas, art galleries, music clubs. i'm happy here and maybe i simply don't want to let go but i am hoping to defer from my new school for a term so i can work and play and learn to be myself. since high school, i have always made excuses about my unhappiness.
learning to take care of yourself is more difficult than i thought.
i saw jules and jim in the cinema last night with john and melissa. i don't think they enjoyed it and at first, i couldn't make up my mind about it; but i think it was worth seeing and some scenes touched me in their intimacy. i received the same sort of feeling i get when i look at light-saturated polaroids of strangers. you know, where you don't recognize the face but you can guess what they are thinking.
oh, i was hired by a firm last week and i became so elated, despite low blood sugar (i get too nervous to eat before interviews). i think its quite a big fuck you to all of the people who thought i was so terrible and horrid in school. i feel proud of myself; a feeling i haven't felt for the longest time. it firmly leads me to believe that opinion is not set in stone.
i really, bloody, adore where i am living in toronto. its so close, so perfect for architecture. the cinemas, art galleries, music clubs. i'm happy here and maybe i simply don't want to let go but i am hoping to defer from my new school for a term so i can work and play and learn to be myself. since high school, i have always made excuses about my unhappiness.
learning to take care of yourself is more difficult than i thought.