On it goes.

I love the feeling of life coming together. There's practically an audible clicking sound as the pieces are slotted into place. A sense of satisfaction is settling over the scenario of my everything, as I wonder what else I need to figure out. It seems like not much else for school needs doing, I'm SO thankful that Oceana's and my courses worked out so it looks like we'll be in a couple of the same classes. Yay! My work situation also seems to be regulating... I'm still working with my dad: wearing my safety-regulation hardhat at a jaunty angle, driving dump truck (heck yes, I learned how to SHIFT the other day. Harder than a standard car, fo' sho'.) and running the D5M Cat. Starting soon I'll begin going to Masset for training at Seapak, a fish packing place. I'll be managing the front desk mostly, so that shouldn't be bad at all! 


OH and coolness happened over the May long weekend! A certain someone (ME) was able to go to HISTORYMAKER in Abbotsford, where Jeremy Feser picked me up at the airport, I visited with Christine Feser and baby Benjamin, volunteered over the weekend, met tons of awesome people, saw the Fesers AGAIN and went home feeling absolutely sky-high with smiles. That is what I call good times. 

This evening, from a beach in Charlotte. Gorgeous much?!

Life vs Living

Aaahhhh life goes every which way.. ALL THE TIME. There's no slowing that sucker down. Make the best of it, and learn as you go, right? Well, if you're boring, that sounds just great. But if you're more exciting, you'll do what I'm trying (sometimes in vain, might I add) so desperately hard to do. And that's taking life.. And runnin' like MAAAAAD. Instead of making the best of your hum drum life, just give it a big ol' bear hug and say, "No! You're coming with ME." Show your life who's BOSS and.. be a mental case. Who cares?

Well, I guess that's how I'm trying to go at it all anyways... But going that all-out crazy for too long comes back to get you. I think? I don't know yet, I'll let you in on it when I find out.

In more reality related news.. I have work. In July and August. And some bits of work with my daddio until the other job starts. And next Thursday, I'm ferrying over to visit Ruth! Yayyyy! I like seeing that lil' Arndt family. They're great. My birthday is also comin' up pretty quick, so that's aiiiiight. I'll try to update this on my more day-to-day life, as soon as I actually get a life. Wheeeee!

I am true and I am living

We will walk through the valley 

of the shadow of the boring

and burn it all

No we will not go quietly

Lyrics from Closer Than We Think 

- The Classic Crime

Home, I suppose.

I remember the days when the end of the street seemed so far away.
Coming back to the town where I grew up has been like having an old familiar sweater of yours returned. You knew exactly how it felt on you,  knew every threadbare spot, every dangling thread, and the worn cuffs and stains simply added character. So anything different is just obvious. Similarly, living in the same small town for the past 18 years of your life... It's an area that you've never NOT known. Returning, I can't help but notice every minuscule detail that's changed since I've been gone. Short story? It's weird to be back. Not to mention I've got a bunch of new things that I need to find places for.