Faux Amis

Friends are kind of a touchy subject. I mean, you never really want to doubt a freind's truthfulness, or their trust but sometimes you just can't deal with what's going on. Like, you'll take a look around, and realize that your little circle of friends is more like a mangled oval, with bits and peices ripped out from the inside. Making friends is the easy part, in my mind anyway. It's keeping them, and knowing whether they're right to keep that's the hard part. It's sort of hard to explain in an intro paragraph, so read on, dear nonexistant audience, read on.

A Gleam in the Eye

This song epitomizes the cool, calmness that an ending should represent. Just think about it for a moment. I can really find the words, but the song itself just conveys a certain sense of accomplishment, like you've finished what you set out to do, or that you've done what was needed to be done, or anything along those lines. It's a perfect blend of happiness and sorrow, joy and melancholy, speech and silence. It simply speaks to you, giving you the sense that everything is gonna be all right, that's the job's over, it's done and you've done your best and beaten the odds. I dunno, maybe it's just me, but I find that this song brings forth a certain sense of beauty, it makes you sit back and just relax, if only for a moment. In this day and age, we could use moments like that more than ever, right?

West Edmonton Mall, (Or, How I Learned to Stop Gaping and Close My Mouth)

Where do I begin? The West Edmonton Mall is a glorious testament to unbridled hedonism, and I love it. It's a ridiculous combination of just about every gathering place I've been too, sporting a large hotel, water park, theme park, movie theatre and some areas for animals. It was a great experience, and if I recall correctly, my mouth was agape for the duration of my trip there. My cousin took me throughout the mal on a little tour, and it was a blast. We got some tickets for the theme park, and went on a few rides. I've got o say, the roller coasters there are two brain cells short of insane, and it shows. The rattling of the rails is nothing compared to the sound in your ears, and it was a crazy experience.

I Believe I Can Fly

So, I just had my first flight in just about forever. Speaking seriously, it was only about 14 years or so ago, maybe 11 even, I can't recall. Regardless of how long ago it was, it was long enough to escape my memory, and I walked into the flight slightly aprehensive. Some frends of mine tried to allay my fears and it helped to a point, but still, I found myself sucumbing to a slight dread. My ticket was for Edmonton in British Columbia, a fairly long visit to see family. Although I was looking forward to seing some relatives for the first time in ages, I still was slightly worried about the flight, and it wasnt untl we got on and everything semed to be fine that I could relax.

A Day at The Park

So, today I spent a nice little while at the park. I should have been studying for exams, but eh, whatever. I just woke up and ate breakfast, but who cares about being prepared for school, right? In the end, it'll probably be for the best that I spent this day doing something rather than sitting in the house, pretending to study while I go off on a wild and magical journey on the Internet. Yeah, it's as productive as it sounds. So off I went, following my mom and her charge off to the park. Don't get me wrong, babysitting isn't horrible or anything, and when you've got a kid who's somewhat agreeable it's not the worst job in the world. Of course, it certainly isn't the easiest, but it all worked out. It served to be a more memorable experience than being cooped up inside, and that's all that really matters.