The Cannon

I really do feel as though I'm treading water. I've said it before and I'll say it again, I'm not moving anywhere. But somehow, me being here in Calgary, or there in Saskatoon...makes it seem like two different worlds.

My dad made me a birthday CD (belated), and I recieved it in the mail the other day. He occassionally puts movie clips inbetween songs when they seem to fit, and he had a few on there from Garden State. One of them inparticular sort of hit a sore spot when Zach Braff was talking about his idea of home. It kind of chokes me up to know that once I left Denare Beach for University, everything changed. I mean, as much as you want that, it's kinda hard to deal with at the same time.

I'm really excited to have my own room once again. One in which I will be residing in for more than four month intervals. Who knows when this "move" and "room" will take place, but really. I know it's not too far away, so I'm okay with waiting.

I also REALLY can't wait to start dieting and exercising daily. It's just really hard when you're drinking and hungover all the time. And as much as that sounds like I'm the typical college student, I pretty much am. I mean, I sort of realized at this point that I'm tired of my weeks blurring together in a mixture of intoxication/illness/sleep. I feel like I haven't been myself in awhile.