August 31, 2005
“So many fish there in the sea, you wanted him, he wanted me.” -The Strokes
On the road again. Back to Montreal, a recurring event in my life. This time I’m heading towards my second year, a more mature and responsible year I’m told. This departing was pretty different, more emotional. I guess these past 4months I grew close with my family and my friends. I almost broke out into tears as the bus began to head towards Montreal. Today was a good day hung out with Kelly in the morning then went to Hannahs’ to say my peace and went for dinner with Zac, mmm Baan Thai. In between all of that I slaved away at cleaning my house and packing. Ive decided my ultimate life includes; traveling, eating, music and fashion and some exercise in between, is that asking for too much?
Four months sure does fly by quickly and a lot happen within these last few months.
Went to New York then, Greenlake then Montreal for my birthday then back to Montreal for Underpressure (break-out into David Bowie…..now) A lot of nights of not doing too much, but in retrospect those nights weren’t too bad, no point in hating the now.
Im looking forward to killing time by decorating my new apartment. It’s weird every time I’ve been to this apartment I was always a guest but now that’s my house. I’ll be without my computer for two-weeks….will I be able to live without downloading copious amounts of music? Hopefully, but I do have a laptop to give me my computer fix. Class starts Tuesday….French is my first class.. Oui je peux parle le francais. It’s just been a while that’s all…hey maybe I’ll be rewarded with a trip to Paris, again, SHOTGUN!
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Its funny to look at this through time. I lived in the splendid little abode for close to 5 years. Mostly based on the fact that I could never find a place quite like it within Montreal. It had a touch of NYC within Montreal. Those stairs provided me with a daily workout. My personal "pharmacist" would often compliment my old detailed staircase as we climbed 2 stories up to my humble abode.
It's a rainy day in NY and I must say I am somewhat bored, and feel like a chicken cooped up in it's cage. Moments like this I fear my own society because well I myself can cause the most damage on myself. I tried to read but lost patience, i am currently practicing my comprehension of the french language. SOmething i feel is like climbing mount everest, I feel like my knowledge is at Camp 2, regardless of how much time I've spent studying the language. Perhaps I am in need of a sexy French man to help me out, because these videos I am currently watching remind me of being a bored 13 year old in Mr. Rousseau's French Class but just sans Les Miserables. Since Mr.Rousseaus teaching techniques failed me, I feel that this MR. Perhaps can help. In'Shallah. because he is DELICIOUS!!!!
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