Love is a punch to the stomach.

I want my sketchbook back. I didn't realize how much I needed it until it was gone, and now I miss it.

NSCAD, GIVE ME BACK MY SKETCHBOOK.

Because they'll read that.

Right.

On the Edge of Seventeen.

Jesus Christ, girls are annoying. Fuck, am I the only one who doesn't want to get mixed up in some stupid drama? Yes, it's stupid. Ooooooh, I can't say that because I might start some DRAMA. FUCK EVERYONE. I don't care right now, I just can't stand all of this shit that is going on around me. Everyone needs to just stop involving me in their stupid, fucked up shit because frankly, I don't care, so leave me out of it. I can't wait until highschool is over. Jesus.

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK.

Guh.

Note to self: STOP BEING SUCH A FUCKING HUGE GOSSIP AND MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS.

I don't feel like I'm falling.

Wow. I don't even know what to say right now. What a strange afternoon. I wasn't ready to be told what I was told. I felt good about it at the time, but now that it's sinking in it's very strange and I'm not sure how I am going to handle it. I'm sure it will be fine. It's not like I didn't expect this for sometime anyway.

I'm reading The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath and reexamining my life. It's the first book I've read and actually enjoyed in almost a year.

I just got major deja vu.

My whole life is deja vu.

"You talk too much, you know that?"

Revelation: I realised today that I really do talk too much and there are times when I should really just keep my mouth shut. I decided that because I talk SO much, people only listen to about a third of what I say, and it may not be the right third. So, if I cut my talking down to a third of the amount that I do now, then people will hear what I actually want them to hear instead of the other garbage that doesn't mean anything.

Wow. I type too much too.

I just suck.

Drawing is nice.

I GOT ACCEPTED TO NSCAD.




but they told me I need to learn how to draw. Because apparently, I can't.

Is there any other music?

Okay, I want to remember this forever. And I don't think I will ever forget it. This weekend was amazing. Friday I went to New Glasgow to see Devin and Co. play, and they were stellar. Devin is a great drummer (from what I can tell). Then, I went to Devin's for the night and it was wonderful. We did laundry, which was surprisingly fun.
Saturday was Broken Social Scene. At first on the way there I was so tired because I only got about an hour of sleep the night before, and I just wasn't in the mood to go to a concert. But then when we got there I was so pumped, and it was the greatest concert I have ever been to in my life. I didn't realize how much these songs meant to me until I saw them live. They really struck me. I see BSS in a completely different light now. For a while I was like, 'Oh, you know, Broken Social Scene, the indie collective band whose songs sound all the same...' But it's so completely different. Every song has something different, something special. They played Anthems For A Seventeen Year Old Girl (which I guess is now called Anthems For A Fifteen Year Old Girl), and it was just so great. It just felt good.