Sort of a Protest Blog

None of you will understand or get this but hey, I’m putting it up.

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I went to a retreat for three days up by a trailer park. I just got back from Hope an hour or so ago. I think the purpose of the whole thing was to bring us together, etc, etc, and it did but it more so depressed me rather than keeping me happy.

* I’ve learned that I’m not as close as I thought I was to my “friends” rather as I want to be.
* I’ve learned that everyone can be overly insecure.
* I’ve learned that I am part of the problem (sometimes).
* I’ve learned that I don’t want to be here any longer than I have to be.

The whole thing was messed up. At one point this guy I know but never really got to know gave me a hug and said something like “I love you man”. I got a whole bunch of that garbage but none of these people are important to me. We also took a bunch of pictures of Dan and Antony that I’m pretty sure could be considered amateur gay porn.

I don’t know if I got what I was supposed to get out of the whole thing but I sure hope I did.

I’m a horrible person. Another girl I know but never really respected spoke of how the rumours of her being easy and things on that same line made her want to kill herself. I believed all of those rumours. I even called her a whore a few times and I never knew how much that hurt her. Another girl I’ve known since primary school was also rather upset. I’ve never heard any of those rumours about her though. Apparently people think she’s anorexic and a bitch. I know she’s not, she used to go to my bowling parties all through elementary, hah. A lot of people are misunderstood and a lot of people are full of shit.

Having music again has calmed me down a bit now. I was randomly very jealous and angry and then sad. I don’t know what’s going on. Maybe I’m afraid of what’ll happen in three months. I don’t know, I don’t want to care anymore.

I’ll write down more if you people actually want to know what I’m thinking.

ETA: Guess who might be touring around with a local band and might be writing about it in the Strait!

Remember those old commercials from Health Canada?

Don’t ya put it in your mouth…

Oh my stars. BCFerries has the worst service ever. I was stuck in the lineup for four hours yesterday night and got home at around midnight. I had gone to Victoria the day before and this was my ride home back to the Tsawwassen terminal.

It was kind of interesting though because I bought a model airplane and finished building it way before I got to board the ferry. The car next to mine was filled with some guys from Quebec and they had a bong in the trunk. Yeah, good times.

So what did I actually do in Victoria? Well I met some girl in the hotel lobby but she was checking out already then her dad went and interrupted. That was really lame. It would have been a long-distance call anyway.

I checked out the Military and Navy museum and the Air Museum. I looked at that wax museum too and minature world. Minature world was the worst place ever.

Yeah, I’m still tired from having to wait four hours at Swartz Bay so later.

Oh yeah, NF turned one yesterday! But I was stuck in the line.

I just posted it now, it’s a day early so enjoy.

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