Love, is a marathon. That's why you get so tired so fast of everyone. Slow down and face yourself. Cause when it's good, it's is a long, open road. You're exhausted, always comming down, trying to come up for air, trying to act like you just don't care. Love is a marathon...

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

Wanna Be A Rockstar.

"Doubt thou the stars are fire,
Doubt the sun doth move,
Doubt truth to be a liar
but never doubt thy love."

-- William Shakespeare, Hamlet, Act II, Scene II

Current Mood: Complacent.
Current Music Selection: Rockstar--Nickleback.

Tonight I started packing up my room--I grabbed several cardboard boxes from the garage and began to place my belongings into these boxes which were then duck taped shut, labelled and placed in the garage to be loaded into the trailor. Part of me is really excited to be going back to Edmonton, to see the friends I haven't seen since I left in April and live back on my own and the other part of me is looking at the pictures of the faces I am going to miss here. I figure I 'can't win'--when I'm there, I'll miss here and when I'm here, I'll miss there. Just that simple.

So now I sit here, in the midst of boxes and stuff thrown everywhere as I sing to myself and plan out the mere week I have left. I'll do this for another twenty minutes before I head out to help out a friend with their studies.

Enjoy your last weeks of summer everyone!

2 Comments:

Blogger Nick said...

I haven't even started packing yet. :S

8:54 PM

 
Blogger Alexandra said...

No worries, I only did because I took my dads hint! I came into my room one day and there were cardboard boxes on my bed--I was like, I guess he wants me to start packing and get out :P haha

11:02 PM

 

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