An Elephant Lives Here

A wonderful song from the Weakerthans. It reminds me of a lot of things and it makes me sad, but I like to listen to it on days like this. I should be happy because I got my M1 today and I have motorcycle lessons tomorrow and all weekend and then I move out and I’m free and I’ll be working two jobs and living on my own and I’ll finally be able to get the tattoos that I wanted (and probably a couple more piercings). Things are good with my family right now and everyone else but the notice of that weekend threw me for a loop after I started the day off feeling weird because I had dreamed about him the night before. I don’t want to feel like this anymore. But I don’t know what I can do about it. So I’m just going to listen to this song for now.

barackobama:

On a pillar in HQ.

After yesterday, my respect for Barack Obama increased sooo much. I thought he was fairly decent already, but this makes him truly worthy of all the hype that surrounded him before he was elected.

I also feel like doing this to hoes at the club. Or bids on campus.

shitmystudentswrite:

I was in a relationship with this guy, but it was spermatic.

I feel like this is an apt way of describing my past “situation”. I’m going to use this term from now on.

shitmystudentswrite:

A major contribution to the end of a marriage is the man’s prolonged existence.

Favourite one.

This makes me think of Chris Vagina Rock and @saramichellew: “He’d flirt with a rock if it had a vagina”. And then Damji: “I told my frosh that his last name was actually VaginaRock and then we spent, like, an hour searching him on Facebook with various spellings of things that sounded like VaginaRock”

I told someone that I wouldn’t speak to them anymore when they were one of the most important people in my life, for the reason above. And now I’m regretting that decision so much because I’m going through a hard time, possibly about to embark on the most difficult journey of my life so far and I can’t ask him for advice or help or just to be there and listen to me and support me by distracting me in that wonderful way that he does. So now I have to go it alone and it will be so much harder and just realizing that I’m doing this without him makes me so much more aware that he isn’t in my life and I miss him more than anything.