can i just say that i don't where the !*&# my summer went! this familiar feeling falls over me every year when time hits for me to pack it in and head back to ottawa (my education station)... having grown up in mississauga my whole life, it's really weird that for the past two years i haven't exactly called it home... holiday visits keep me in touch with the fine city, but otherwise i'm a transient chiquita now...
it's difficult to say goodbye to people knowing that i'll be back soon anyway... but things always change... i was discussing with my friend rachel the other day that it's so odd to think about where you were a year ago from this day... it's incredible what a year can do to change things... and even though it's so easy to let things drift away, to let people lose touch, or to let yourself simply break free, it's been satisfying for me to try so hard to make that not happen...
so goodbye to dear mississauga and hello to third year university in ottawa... time for a little more change :)
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the saying may go that "actions speak louder than words," but in my opinion words actually shout decibels above any move one could make... so expressive, interpretive and intense... all you need to find is a method to your madness to avoid rambling nonsense...
