home sweet home

my dog god sprayed by a skunk... i am home in dundas for one fucking night
and i can't breathe or i'll gag
it smells like skunk, and then on top of that a bag full of burnt diahrea

awful

fin

the city freeze boy, i just realized i don't like you

I walked past a group of 12(ish) year olds today... they were having this conversation:

kid 1- i got new football pads today
kid 2- for cereal?
kid 1- oh ya

I wanted to be friends with them

fin

knives don't stab you in the back - people do

i have too many belongings.... i don't even know what it all is... LIE it is mostly clothing like 3/4 clothes - 1/4 paper

come dig me out

If anyone wants to pay for a trip for me to go to Scotland, i am accepting donations... haha i am applying to every place in Toronto on wednesday to finance my trip to the land of heather and hot men...


fin

the good girls keep diaries, the bad girls never have the time

So after a few weeks living in Toronto I have been able to make the distinction between residents and tourists. I go to school at Ryerson which most of you know is right at Young and Dundas Square. Residents try to weave in and out of the tourists who never look at the city through their own eyes, rather through their camera screens. They all walk around aimlessly not looking where they are going ... but always pointing up with their digital cameras. It is really absurd to watch/weave around.
That being said, Toronto is treating me well. It is nice to have a walk to school instead of hours of sitting in traffic.
I know I have been slacking on the blog end of my life lately, but honestly nothing is new. I live in toronto.... i go to clinical placement on tue-wed, i go to campus the other days - I am in search of a part time job - thats about all.
No news is good news... or so I hear


patience... I promise some spicy blogs soon

fin

i don't know what you would do in a lavi with three women

If you still need to get me a present .... i will take him:




he is so fine
sooo fine

fin

we clean up and now it's time to learn

At 23 years old, i think this might be the first year I am not nervous about starting school - i am COMPLETELY apathetic about the whole situation.....
everyone please pray that I have a way better year than last year.

So, It is official, Brennan and I are moving on September 13th - it feels so real now .... we have this 'adult' place that we are decorating properly - and this is definitely it for me - i will never move back in with my parents again...I'm pretty apathetic about this situation as well... Not in the sense that I am not excited for a life change, and a new place, and moving in with Bren - but in the sense that I am not nervous, or sad about leaving my childhood home (again !) .... maybe living in London for four years has cured me of all my prior hang ups... OR maybe i am turning 24 in three days and i'm finally jaded

fin

ps- if anyone knows of jobs in toronto pleeeease hook me up