It's funny how time creeps up on you sometimes... it's especially apparent when you miss someone and your house is lonely and quiet. You are much more likely to do something, anything just to take your mind away from the sorrow you feel, when you realize that you haven't seen the smile that lights up your world for over a month, and won't feel the embrace that makes every cell and follicle dance and sing for another 10 weeks. That's 70 days, 1680 hours, or six point zero four million seconds for the mathematically inclined. *big sigh*
It's only been the last week or two that I've really caught onto just how much I have been missing Katie, and how it's been affecting my mood. Bleck. Ugh. Blarg. That's the feeling I have had this past while, and I've ended up being entirely unproductive and mostly unsocial, instead drowning my sorrow in isketch, staying up late, and feeling generally bleck the next morning afternoon, because i've woken up so late cuz i stayed up so late. And so the vicious cycle continues ad naseum (until puking is induced). To be fair, Isketch is a really fun game, albeit a tad addictive. yes, just a tad... *grin* (enough to keep me up til 4am many a night, let's just say)
I feel like life is on mute right now with no one in the house... As much as I abhorred the constant din of the television next to me every night while my parents were here, It's really strange and uncomforting without it right now.. My parents will be away in Asia (Japan + HK) for almost a month and a half!! And combined with the severe lack of employment and exercise, I've felt like a unproductive fool. The employment route, I've tried... and so far it has been entirely unfruitful. I dropped off like 20 resumes all over vancouver, after spending roughly 5 hours in a car, almost getting smoked by traffic twice, and just a whole big of stressballness induced by the combination of driving, searching for addresses, while looking on maps to find out where a place is. And really, all I have to show for it is a rejection email and letter, and a dozen rejections after following up. boohiss.
But I'm glad for my friends... I really am... they help me keep my brain in perspective. They were saying how most of the companies I was applying for probably looked at resumes of Master's degree graduates, and maybe some bachelor degree grads... so why would they look at a 3rd year undergrad? A little bit disheartening to think about, but I dunno, it definitely shifted something in my mind. So now I'm applying at an ice cream store, some restaurants, bookstores, and a few markets. I'll just try to get some environmental experience volunteering. That oughta give me my fix.
And I'm glad for the company they give me... Mark
has been over the last couple days, just studying for his LSATS (good luck, man), and even though we don't say much most of the time, it's nice to feel the living essence of another person that is awake after 9pm (I'll get to that in a bit) Aileen and Steve have also popped by a few times, and Jackie
and Genny have also made a few surprise appearances, and they've all managed to brighten my day a little.
About the 9pm quantifier (yes, I'm a geek), My grandpa's been staying over sporadically over the past week or so... He's a swell guy. Cooks me lunch and dinner, and he fixes the house! Except he tries to clean the roof and climbs up there to do it, and freaks the shitties out of me. Old man. Walking on roof. 10 foot ladder. Baddddd idea! If you want to see this scary scary ordeal, you can, here.
But But yeah, he's a trooper... he goes to bed at 9pm, and wakes up roughly 5am every day for his morning walk. So really, I don't see him for the majority of the time that I'm awake. >|

It's not to say that I haven't been enjoying myself. I've had my fair share of shindigging fun.
I've had some people over at my house for tea and dessert, and I've been doing my share of volunteering, which has been really good for me. Once being on the Green Team at the World Partnership Walk, which "raise awareness and funds for the fight against global poverty", and I've become the Interim Conservation Chair for the Lower Mainland Group of the Sierra Club. It makes me sound really hard core, but really, I'm not. Not yet, anyways ;) I haven't even done anything, besides pay the $20 that I need to, to get onto the Exec. And I've gotten together with Sheryl and Eloise a few times (yum, lasagna), as well as a whole wad of other people who are also special, but shall not be named for the reason that this is not a shout out post. hehe, those are funny.
"pR0pz gø +o Mæ f®i3ndz + h0Mi3s: ß®iãn, MØna... " *gag* okay that's enough.

I think I'm slowly digging my self out of this quasi-rut I've been slowly burying myself into, and things look bright. There's so much to do in Vancouver... I really saw that yesterday when I drove around English Bay to get to Stanley Park, seeing all the people enjoying the warmth... and really, is this what I've been neglecting myself from? booerns... booerns, I say.

So yeah... that's it. Not too much new yet... maybe i'll get a job sometime... Maybe we won't. We'll see. But now, Bedtime. A glorious morning awaits me, and I plan to be there for it.

| feeling: tired yet inspired |
| listening: hummmmmmmmmmmmm (computer) |