It's the monday evening of the long-weekend. I have been home nearing on a month...and still no job. I'm so frustrated. Tomorrow will be another day where I go out everywhere on a mission, again...
as per the title, it just reminds me of getting together last night and ryans and listening to manny and andrew not only sing, but sing loudly at the top of their lungs, knowing all the words to songs from the tarzan soundtrack. Good enough that I in fact downloaded the soundtrack myself today. It's been a musical discovering weekend. I spent time with charles and his sister at their cottage saturday and we had a great musical discussion....his sister is also going to glastonbury which makes me grumble grumble. I'm really doing nothing that exciting. Like I have no big thoughts and such add when I come on here and want to get off as soon as possible.
Today I went for a drive with my oma and opa because they didn't have anything else exciting to do I guess. We ended up at this random place in seven sisters and I felt so out of place and the waitress really did not seem to care. It was really one of the strangest restaurants I have ever been to. For instance there was also the beer vendor inside the restaurant. There was also a back room that contained a larger dining table along with all the videos for rent. They also had quilts for sale, and a computer inside the main dining room, which only held about 5 tables. I had a reuben sandwich though which tasted very good. Like thick meat and grilled to perfection.
So far the favorite song http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_zTzqz0_bM4
yeah...
by the way here's some stories long forgotten from the previous blog
1. I saw a really bad motorcycle accident one of my days in langley coming back from watching volleyball. A motorcycle had taken out the entire side of a truck coming around this really steep corner. We were there to witness the driver emerge from his truck to see the motorcyclists body, and we were only 3 cars behind the motorcycle. We also saw the body on the ground (or part of it)...and it turns out that he died!!!!!
2. On a less serious note, we listened to 550 songs our entire trip, not including repeats, and I'm pretty sure in my head (yes, jason derulo) was played at least 6 times
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