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Saturday, 25 August 2007

If I have any more booze in the next week I'm probably going to be sicker then a dog.
I can't do that two nights in a row hahaha

Yours truly/ 4:07 pm




Monday, 20 August 2007

One of the highlites...
I adored this trip. Though with up's and down's. It still rocked.
But as I said before:

The only problem with Minaki, is the fact you always have to leave at somepoint.






I wanna go back so badly.

Yours truly/ 12:55 am




Sunday, 12 August 2007

It's official.

In 4 hours I'm off to the lake.

Love to all!
<3

Yours truly/ 3:32 am




Sunday, 5 August 2007

This vacation's useless
These white pills aren't kind
I've given a lot of thought on this 13-hour drive
I miss the grinding concrete where we sat past 8 or 9
And slowly finished laughing in the glow of our headlights
I've given a lot of thought to the nights we use to have
The days have come and gone
Our lives went by so fast
I faintly remember breathing on your bedroom floor
Where i laid and told you, but you sweared you loved me more

Do you care if i don't know what to say
Will you sleep tonight, will you think of me
Will i shake this off pretend its all okay
That there someone out there who feels just like me
There is

Those notes you wrote me
I've kept them all
I've given a lot of thought of how to write you back this fall
With every single letter in every single word
There will be a hidden message about a boy that
loves a girl

Do you care if i don't know what to say
Will you sleep tonight, will you think of me
Will i shake this off, pretend its all okay
that There's someone out there who feels just like me
There is

Do you care if i don't know what to say?
Will you sleep tonight, will you think of me
Will i shake this off, pretend its all okay
That there's someone out there who feels just like me

Do you care if i don't know what to say?
Will you sleep tonight, will you think of me
Will i shake this off, pretend its all okay
That there's someone out there who feels just like me
There is

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You gave this song to me a long time ago... actually when I first met you.
That's what hurts the most. After everything... you've forgotten me...
You don't really care like I thought you did.

I suppose that's for the best.

Yours truly/ 3:00 am




Friday, 3 August 2007

So it's been a month since I last wrote. Now in comparisson to others that 'blog' with me... I myself have been doing this for a lot longer. I feel guilty for not writing things down...

But truth be told, there hasn't been anything worth my time.

Ladies and gentlemen, this is a post-apology... for those events yet to come.
Lately I've become very reserved, very, self oriented in the sense I hate going out with friends. Please, do not think anything of this because truely, I love you all very much and I'm so lucky to be able to know you at all.
It just seems that over the last month and some, since things with Mom improved greatly (try and figure this one out Einstein), I've been more and more unhappy. More so then I think I've ever been.
Hell... I wasn't even this bad when dealing with the possibility of losing my own Mother.

Logically one would say 'oh Jamie, you're just making up for the stresses and emotions that you felt during that time'. I say to this, on the contrary... I did feel emotions... believe me I've got the scars to prove it. So it's not the theory of repressed emotions at all.

I don't know what it is really. It's a constant nagging of empty... something is missing from my life and I can't pin point it. I know plenty of things I miss... but I have a feeling I know the one that's killing me the most.

Either way... here's to you, and I'm sorry. If I blow you off for no apparent reason... seem down and not my usual joyous self (you won't actually experience it... no one sees that)... just know its not you... it's me.

Lake in a week. That will definately (most likely/hopefully?) Cheer me up.

Yours truly/ 1:38 am




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