Home Sweet Home

In two days, I'm going home. I could've left yesterday, but I've got commitments tomorrow night, so now, I'm just waiting for tomorrow to come.

Alone, in my apartment. It's kinda nice, knowing you'll be going back to an empty apartment. It's kinda peaceful. Feels free.

I just can't wait to get home, though. Can't wait to spend hours talking to my little sister. Can't wait to see my mom. Can't wait to have coffee with Cat. Can't wait to have a blast with Alex. Can't wait to hang out with old friends. Can't wait to visit my high school. Can't even wait to be sitting in that Cafe, studying all day while waiting for everybody to get out of class.

Try surrounding yourself with people who make you feel warm and fuzzy inside. It's the greatest feeling, I guarantee it. Home makes me feel that way. No matter how much I love living on my own, no matter how much I love this beautiful city of Montreal, I love going back home. Even just walking on the familiar streets of Toronto make me go "aww".

I miss you, house. I miss you, bus stop. I miss you, Yonge.

Man oh man..

I miss you, everybody.

In Between

I've always liked the way you talk to me
Always seen you in my dreams
Always liked to watch to you read
Now I cry myself to sleep

Why can't we make it through the rain?
I can't take any longer of this pain
Can we try a little harder to be
Straight with each other?
I love you and I trust you but I don't wanna hang
In the in between with you

It's been a while since we first met
It's been a while but how can I forget
It's been a while since you held my hand
Why we fight I don't understand

Why can't we make it through the rain?
I can't take any longer of this pain
Can we try a little harder to be
Straight with each other?
I love you and I trust you but I don't wanna hang
In the in between with you

Why can't we make it
Why can't we make it
Why can't we make it
Through the rain?

I've always liked the way you talk to me

Today Is The Kind of Day...

For some reason, she was tired last night. She hadn't done much, but it was only midnight, and she was ready for bed. She still had a paper to write, but it's okay, she thought, "I'll just wake up early tomorrow to get it done." She could get up at 8am if she went to bed right away.

Next morning, the alarm goes off. 8am. She hits the snooze button. 8:10am. The alarm goes off again. "Okay, okay..." she shuts off her alarm and closes her eyes to rest. Just for a little more. An hour goes by, and another one. 10:15am. Alright. Now's really the time to get up.

It's been a long time since she slept so well. She opened her eyes. Today is the kind of day to spend all day in bed. The air outside was misty, there was no sunshine. Feels like there's nobody on the streets, today. What's the use of going out if everybody's in bed? Today is the kind of day to spend sleeping. Where dreams can take you around the world, allow you to visit old friends, and introduce you to the perfect gentleman. All these adventures, all these journeys, all in the comfort of your own bed.

Just a couple more minutes, she tells herself. That paper won't take that long to write. It'll be fine. But a couple more minutes soon becomes half an hour. And time is running out.

She turns on her computer.

Can You Understand?

Birds fly in the sky
Kids play in the park
And I dream, I dream, I dream

Apples grow on trees
Bees they make honey
And I believe, I believe, I believe

Can you hear me now?
Can you see me smile?
Can you understand the meaning of true love?

Clouds cover the sky
The sun goes down at night
And I dream, I dream, I dream

You told me last night
Dreamers let dreams die
But I believe, I believe, I still believe

Can you hear me now?
Can you see me smile?
Can you understand the meaning of true love?

Sick

I've been living in my bed since Sunday night. My show's coming up on Thursday. Technical rehearsal's tomorrow night. Better get better!

I haven't been so sick a quite a while. To the point that I couldn't even get out of my bed to write an email to cancel on somebody I was supposed to meet. Yeah. That sucked. I honestly thought that I had enough energy to take 10 minutes to walk to the Shatner building and hand him a ticket to my show. But nope, couldn't even take three steps to my computer. Plus, I barely know this guy. So much for first impressions. Talking about first impressions, I had to call in sick for work. And I just finished training last week. I wish all these people knew me from before, just so they can know that I'm really not making it all up.

School has taken a back seat to getting better. That sucks too. Mostly because I have to get better. Otherwise, I'll be coughing out my songs on stage instead of singing them... I missed a class on Leadership today. That would've been a good class. Hey, don't call me a dork.

Tina bought me soup. Jenny came by and gave me ginger tea. And Kenroy called and Anh Tai called. And Louis dropped by to give me money for tickets. Man, was I a mess. I'm suprised to have had as many "human interactions" these past few days. I'm a lucky girl, I know.

So being sick sucks. But whatchu gonna do. At least you get to lie in bed all day.

I'm feeling much better than I did yesterday. But I still can't seem to be able to taste my food... Tomorrow will be better. Oh, tomorrow better be better. And it will be. I just gotta get off my computer now, and lie down for a little more...