Tuesday, March 30, 2010

hai dere

My girlfriend pointed out that I havn't posted in a while....
so I thought I should get back into the groove oh thangz.

After seeing my girlfriend's play multiple times and all the other plays I saw throughout the festival, I've found a new appriciation (appreciation? w/e) of theatre. I can actually sit down, and enjoy a play or soemthing along the lines of that. It feels really awesome to be able to appriciate something liek that. And I owe it all to:
We Don't Bowl in Romania
<3


School's almost over too, I'm in my first year at University of Guelph studying History. It's really nice here, but I want to switch to Toronto for school. I'm really hoping I ACTUALLY get in to the places I applied too, that would be super-awesome and I'd be able to just chillll in DTT.

I recently moved into my mom's place since my father passed away at the end of December. I really don't mind living with her, I just hate the idea of living a 15-20 minute drive away from my girlfriend, my friends, and my life in Whitby. If I do get into a school in Toronto, I eventually want to get a place downtown, just a small apartment or something right in the heart.

I had a dream actually about that last night. My girlfriend and I had a place downtown together. It was snowing, so it must have been sometime in December. We had a fire place burning as we were sitting on a couch reading our own books. Our legs were all bunched together and we were both under blankets. It was probably one of the best dreams I have ever had, I want it to become true so badly. It would be the best thing evar.

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Sleepytimes

She's sleeping on my lap,
I've never been happier.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

But now I don't care I could go anywhere with you
And probably be happy.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Showtime

This isn't something that's stressing me out, I thought I'd change it up a bit.


My best friend had her first show today for a play that she wrote and directed.

I've never really told her how proud I am of her for writing and performing in this play and everything that has to do with it. I can be kinda shy and stuff when I'm telling people my true feelings.

She has gone through so much stress and troubles for this play. Like not rehearsing in her dress until her dress rehearsal. And running around town looking for the best pair of shoes. And dealing with countless amounts of a missing cast. Through all this shit, she never lost her cool with this play.

I find her amount of passion to be beyond words. She has committed so much of her time and life to this play and theatre in general. I am so incredibly proud that she wrote, directed, and performed in this play. I cannot even find words to express what I'm feeling with regards to her passion and her show overall.

She is amazing in every aspect.

I'm going Friday and Saturday.

And I can't wait.

imy

I just thought having some place to express my feelings instead of keeping them in my head was a good idea, thus the creation of this blog.

I'm new to this, so I don't really know how to write down what I want to say.
I guess you could say I'm a shy person sometimes. Well, a lot of the time actually.


I'm stressed out beyond belief. I guess I can start from here.

What's stressing me out the most is the death of my father. He died on the 27th of December from cardiac arrest. What makes it worse is that he went into the hospital on my 18th birthday, the 19th of December. To add onto that, I came home at 3:30-4 in the morning from hanging out with my friends for my birthday and my dad was on the couch. When I walked in, he said "Happy Birthday Bud".

That was one of the last things he ever said to me, he went into the hospital that night.

He was 45 years old.

The last thing I ever said to him was "I love you". You have no idea how grateful that those were my last words to him.
My dad was the most influential person in my life. He conquered the death of his mother, father, and brother. But at least he's back with his family now. And all of his friends that went way to early just like he did.
Oma. Opa. Uncle Dave. Dad. I love all of you. And I will never stop. Ever.

I have a lot of other things that are stressing me out right now, but I think I'll save those for another post some other time. Maybe tonight actually.

-Shane