Hey guys.

So, turns out heytheredorothy has run it's course. Dorothy is a long time gone. But being her was fun for the time, and I've chronicled quite a few things in this journal, and for that reason I won't be deleting it. Just moving on. My new journal is...

theseekwill

If you want to read. Add me. It'll be an interesting mix of things there.

Thanks

So little time left. The last few days have been absolutly stunning. Too bad I had to waste one of them in Guelph with my aunt, uncle, and grandparents. They really are terrible people. I really don't like them. I mean, I'm a big advocate of the you-can-hate-what-you-family-does-but-deep-down-you-still-love-them theory, but these people... they are ( Read more... )

"You're a real actress, girl ( Read more... )

Today is such a beautiful, beautiful day. It's about 5.C right now but it feels warmer. It's sunny and I've moved my reading chair right beside the window and opened the window up as wide as it can go. It makes it a little crowded but it's really beautiful. Right now I'm listening to "Afghanada" on CBC Radio, which is actually pretty excellent ( Read more... )

It is such a beautiful day. Really, walking outside today is totally energizing. Really makes you feel good. Or it makes me feel good anyhow. I can see out my window into the financial district, and if I opened it and leaned out I could see the CN Tower, but I don't want to open it. Still a bit chilly ( Read more... )

Update? Why yes ( Read more... )

I think I've almost abandoned this.
There are times I want to write but it feels like this isn't the place, you know? Weird. Anyway. Home in two days. Going to the Academy tomorrow night with my new sweater... and some people too, I guess.

I'm going to miss it here a lot.

Five minutes until I have to leave to go do the big ( Read more... )

Perhaps I should post something
less emo.

Perhaps I should post.

I don't know.

I hope evryone back in NS is well.
I should be home in about a month.

I'm doing well.
Angels in America scene study soon,
I'm Harper.

I like it. I like... this.

Done.

Lonely's the kind of feeling that
scratches at the back of your thoat and
catches you time and time again.
It's the oddest feeling in the whole world.

I'm bad at people.

On Thursday I didn't speak to anyone all day except for my mom on the phone.