Don't exactly know where THIS is gonna go...

Eech.

So yes, I'm about to start my homework and I just felt like blogging a bit.

Not quite sure what to blog about.


I want a soda.... Do we have soda? No clue. (RANDOM)

Okay, I know what to talk about kinda. So basically I got a copyright warning from YouTube yesterday because my video had copyright music in it. I had to mute the video, blah blah blah. Which sucks, but is understandable. And either way, even though I think sound works when it's in a blog or whatever, here's the vimeo version (better quality).



(TURN YOUR VOLUME DOWN!!!)

Anyhow, since I don't know what else to blog about, I guess I'll let the "high school drama/guys don't make any sense" part of my brain run rampant.

Basically (and I swear I won't write about this as often as I already do), my friends and I were all planning on going skating on Saturday (Yes Alex, ICE. *shock*). So basically, seeing as my ex wants to get back together and I didn't want awkward times to be located at my house, I invited him to come skating. He said he couldn't come cause he has boarding lessons, I say ok, and that we'd figure something else out. Then, Saturday night comes round and I am BURIED in work, so I decide to take a raincheck.
Low and behold, ex tries to surprise me.
I am not present.
Let the guilt ensue.

So basically all my friends were just saying he had a good time but just was kinda upset and thinks I don't like him. And to be quite honest? I feel pressured into liking him. I have my friend Cait (not YTboggan Cait), trying to play matchmaker, none of my friends shutting up about him MEANWHILE, I never see him.

It's really weird. I think I believe my friends more when they tell me what I feel than when I feel it myself. (There's a Degrassi-worthy quote...)

I honestly hate not having control in what I do. And I feel I don't in this one for fear of hurting anyone.


Drama's a bitch.


Anyhow, time for some Can. Hist! Gotta write notes on Pierre Elliot Trudeau! (Badass PM :P)

Bye!