Wallow Wallow, Alone and in Love

You know I really don't know if the six people who follow this even read what I post. It doesn't really matter. One day when I'm famous people will beg to read the blog I kept during highschool. haha is doesn't really not a word? My computer is trying to tell me that it isn't. haha, this isn't my computer actually. It is someone's netbook. I'm in the Sheraton Center in Toronto right now. In the lobby, by myself. Hooray. I clearly know how to have a good time on a friday night. Am I looking for pity? Maybe. Wanna come keep me company? You can.

Anywho... oh my god. Have you ever seen 10 Things I Hate About You? ahh melt. Heath Ledger is a God. Was God? sigh. The song he sings just came on... you're like heaven to touch, I wanna hold you so much.

Wallowing in self pity.

I'm down here for the Public Education Symposium, also attended Equity and Inclusive Education workshops or something. I'm supposed to be partying it up with the other Trustees, but alas alack the day, here I am.

Anyways, how's life? Besides sitting here in the lobby feeling sorry for myself? I leave for France in fourteen days. Fourteen. Can you believe that? I can't. I'm going to be gone for three whole months. wowza.

This hotel is massive to the max. Like, it is so so so so big.

Have you ever been in love?

Yeah, you. I'm talking to you mysterious random who came upon my blog my accident. Have you? I wanna know.

I'm in love. Just in case you wanted to know. Who ever you might be msyterious random. You know sometimes the internet drives me nuts. But I also love it, it's a nice venting spot. It's fun to announce things like "I'm in Love" while on the internet. Everyone tells me that the internet isn't safe. I don't disagree. I'd rather say "hey mister, I love you" but, since I'm talking to a netbook, I'll just stick with "I'm in love" for now. One day I'll say I love you. One day.

ramble ramble.

You can only wait for so long. And you can say that, but you still wait. You know? Some things are worth waiting for. When you wait, do you wonder about the stuff you miss out on? I don't really. I don't think you lose things by waiting for others. I guess you probably do.

I'm all alone in Toronto. haha I have my own room and everything. The first thing I did when I got here was climb on to the register in my room and stuck my face against the window and looked down to see how high I was. I love that. The window holds you up and you feel so free. Then I looked across the street and noticed I was right across from a business building. A nice man waved at me. I waved back.

Then I started jumping on the beds. Because I have a hotel room with two beds all to my lonesome and what else was I supposed to do? But the ceiling was really low so I cut my hand. ahahh scraping it against the scratchy ceiling. It bled. ahahh then I had to go to session with a bloody hand. Good times right?

I have fun.

Someone also asked me to run away with them, and another person told me they would let me use their netbook if I fixed their ironing board. (see top when I mention that I'm on a netbook, can you put the pieces together?)

It's 11pm at the moment. Or, 11ish anyways.

Sometimes I think I need too much. But other times I don't. Sometimes I wish I could just type huge long messaages to people telling them everything, sometimes I do write them.

uh oh, a trustee is coming to fetch me to make me dance. I will return.

Hey mister, I love you.