It is funny, Nick and I always joke that I wouldn't survive without him considering he does most of the cooking. The thing is it isn't because I don't like cooking, its simply that I am not as good as him and was sick of him saying well you could have done this to make it better, and so on... And no we don't work well together, I know weird we can date each other for five years but there are just somethings that we can't do together. But the few days that he hasn't been around...I think I have eaten pretty well. I've made maple dill salmon, with asparagus and garlic toast. Bagels with cream cheese, capers and smoked salmon. (Yes I like salmon) fried rice and dumplings, strawberry parfait. And not to mention I love having my bed to myself again...
So I have decided he must move out! Or just leave more often...
How would things be different if I had been around back then to let you know you weren't alone, and to remind you of how strong you were. If I had been there back then when we all wanted to be dead, could it have changed the current outcome? Would you have still chosen him? Would you have let him do all of those horrible things? Would you still be innocent? When your mother told me about that time and everything you went through, I wish I had been strong enough to ignore your so called "best friend", and had stayed by your side. Now you believe you deserve it, that everything is your fault, and that his actions are justified. I wish I could help you more. I wish we could just go back to playing on the swing sets, having crazy conversations that we wove like spider webs; intricate and connected. I miss you, and I hope this time really is the last time. Next time it won't just be the animals that he kills.
I know you have courage and are strong, you just need to realize that he won't change, and you can go on with your life and be happy.
Go to Ireland leave the poison, leave me. I pray for the day that I hear "She's not here anymore, I don't know when she will be back."
I love you, you are my sister and best friend.
What is wrong with me, I spent my two free years out of school, practically wishing I was in school. Now that I pay 10, 000 a year to be in school all I want is to avoid it...I love the physical classes like kayaking and survival, but geography and tourism...I am so behind. And I wanted to learn french...but now I am starting to see it as a class that I can blow off to work on the assignments for other classes...I really need to stop procrastinating and come up with a proper schedule or something...
In closing I pray for reading week to come faster!
Giraffe, bidet, closet, orgasmic, jargon, narwhal, waffles, purple, xylophone, wombat, rutabaga, sasquatch, onomatopoeia, nougat, Jumble, mumble, bumble, trombone, crater, sickle, zebra, walnut.
And so many more.
I just want you for myself...Is that so wrong?
What is an ecotourist? Actually, what is Ecotourism?
Currently there is no one definition of ecotourism, but rather just opinions from random people who are at the frontier of the eco/nature based tourism movement. But without any set boundaries in place that can be recognized worldwide...Does the word even have any meaning? Currently there is a very wide view of what ecotourism is, there are some companies that call themselves ecotourism businesses but all they do is that they have a ski hill, with a lift. And then there are the ones that involve local community, nature preservation, and educate travelers. So with such a vague description how could you ever know if you are actually an ecotourist, or going to an ecotourism destination?
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Its called apophenia.. A word used to explain all kinds of bullshit. Heh, I just wrote about it in my journal recently..
Gosh I love Pamplemousse it is rather delicious!
I wonder if there are recipes that you can make with it...and I really wonder why it is not more popular....And also why in english it is called grapefruit...It doesn't even look or taste like a grape...and Pamplemousse is so much more fun to say...I almost said funner, oh dear.
I should really work on homework..BLEH
And I think my cat is mentally handicapped.
I do not really understand some people, you see there are times that I rate people's profile page low because I think they have the potential to make it better than it is. And some times they don't agree and block me, this is unfortunate because most of the time I do want to get to know them and was sad that they did not have more on their profile. But there are times when they have forgotten that they have blocked you, and every once and I while I get a message saying "you have been bitten by..." and you know, as much as I would love to...I can't reply. And then a few months later I get another one from the same person....and once again I can't reply. So moral...don't take things so personally, and if you can't remember you have them blocked maybe they shouldn't be blocked...
xxmrsinister80xx I think we could have some interesting conversations...and maybe some day we will....
So my weekend sucked, but kind of in a good way...
I had to do my survival course, and it was a lot harder than I thought it would be. At the beginning of January we had two classes one for three hours and another for seven, and one the night before we went out. I thought I have everything I need, this weekend is going to be super easy, it is only one night. The first site I chose looked super awesome, there was a tree stump coming out of the ground, and a dead fall log right beside it, so I already had to walls of my shelter I just had clear the snow a bit...Well after an hour of clearing snow I discovered there was about 4 inches of pure ice underneath that I couldn't get through with my mini shovel, so I had to change my site to a tree not that far away, that was on a slope. I set up my tarp, and made it as cozy as I thought I needed....after that I started on my fire...It took me an hour, and a whole box of matches to light my fire with snow falling. After sunset, and finally drinking some water, but not eating any food, I decided to try sleeping in my tarp shelter. I was in there for what felt like an hour, but was probably only fifteen minutes I froze completely through, and had to re-start my fire, and warm up. I ended up sleeping on a slope above my fire, freezing the entire night. It was the longest, loneliest, and worst night of my life. If I had to do it for longer than one night, I'm pretty sure I would just give up, and cry a lot.
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