hearing aid: the von trapps // so long, farewell

if only if i were in the mood to sing it - 'so long farewell, i bid thee all goodnight.'

it's time to walk if you are brave enough.

'who are your friends?'
'in my line of work, i don't have friends. you don't trust friends, so you don't keep friends.'
'okay then, can i be your first friend? i'm totally serious by the way.'

Austin came over to drop off the cheesecake we made for his birthday over the weekend.
i made him an awesome cheesecake, and he wisely ravished it all (leaving nothing for me). what about the slice he brought over for me? he made that one and decided that the one i made looked "safer to eat". that's what friends are for... to eat up home-made cheesecakes and leave the 'not-as-good-looking-ones' for their friends.

i find it funny how austin's the only guy i've opened my door to. well, the only one in YYC. his stepmom (note 'STEP' please, says austin) thinks i'm his girlfriend. and i've never met her before. but from what i've heard, she eats dragons.

there must be something in my psych class, because it is during this class that i always think about bo. ALWAYS.
i think i should speak to my prof about this; maybe we should change the syllabus. (:

today's class is about prenatal development. fascinating. and troublesome. i don't think i want kids. it's scary.

Q: would you tattle on your bestfriend?

as we get to know more and more about the people close to us, we discover new things we never knew or needed to know. what happens when one fine day, you find out (or get a slight whiff of) something wrong (not necessarily about the person themselves), what would you do? it could be news that he is cheating on his girlfriend; that she is breaking the law; they may be sitting on buckets of weed or marijuana; he is an alcoholic in denial; she is a sex-addict; you figured out that you're a love-addict... what do you do?

who do we tell? should we even tell?

A: in all honesty, i don't know which route to take. i'm just worried how far they will go before i step in and stop them.

deviance + increasing tolerance = lawless lives? could it really be?

Q: do you want to go home?

ms. montana has been requested by her family to go home. in the middle of semester; 6 weeks to finals to be exact. i can't believe that she is actually leaving... not that she wants to, but it's family. and whatever the papa says goes. it's a good thing i guess. i wished all the time it wasn't going to be so, but if it were me and if i was in her situation, i'd simply lie low. be ignorant, and prolly lie too. it is unfortunate, but she WILL be back.

being this far away from all that was familiar killed me at first, but knowing that i'd be going home is comforting.

we know that our attempts to convince her to stay should be directed at her papa. i'm trying to pull the 'but it's easter next sunday, can't see stay to go easter-egg hunting with us? i've never done that before...' (: ms. montana could be up and out of calgary this friday, or saturday, or sunday, or monday, or tuesday, or....... she could disappear all together and we might never know when. this really sucks.

A: no, it's such a backward hick town. after calgs, i don't see how i'm going to be happy there. - ms. montana.
:(((.