Current mood:	nostalgic
Entry tags:	friend-love, joy, men, sorrow, work

Adwaenom achos baem 'na (?)
it's strange how unattached i am to my LJ here in Canada again. like, in England i was so eager to scribble down everything that happened, remember ever precious moment. and here... well... there simply isn't that much happening.
the cottage was lots of fun. not intense, that's for sure. was just us three and Ivana. not too warm, in the end, but we were still out on/in the water quite a bit. played lots of games. went to bed around 3:30 both nights, and even then, still chatted. very typical for us. i'm really happy to be with the two of them. i have missed our moments. we're not quite there yet, and may never be again, but it's okay. my British men can't compare to my Canadian ones, they're just different. there wasn't too much emotional drama (a bit, mainly caused by a forgotten and thus unexpected song on the radio) ooh, anyway, found out that Danilo is applying to law school this year, eeek. doing his LSATs in September. Dave's a bit disappointed in us, but i can't see it any other way - we've always had different ambitions and goals. so after Danilo and i graduate (fingers crossed!) next year, and Dave's stuck with one more year of his BA/BEd, we'll be scattered. obviously, i want to be back in York, and Danilo's hoping to get into McGill. more changes are coming, but we still have about a year together.
on the job front, still no one's called. i can't effing believe it. the Thai place said they were looking! for gods' sake. i don't know what i'm going to do. jeez, i even - shush! - applied to McDonald's. i am that desperate. i'm not through with the UK yet!
speaking of which, last night i finally put up my photos from the last weekend. took my time doing it, captioning all the photos. at the same time (mind, 5hrs ahead, haha) Lee put his up. Facebook's been flooded with Goodrickers' comments. did i tell you about Lee's photos? for the past year, the sight of Lee shuffling about with his proper camera has been a common fixture around Cell Block. he's been documenting life in our corridor. you know, all the moments you don't want captured! the mess in the kitchen, unkempt as you're making tea, checking yourself out in the mirror, making funny faces, doing dopey things you'll be embarassed of later, etc. etc. and these photos - they are WONDERFUL. absolutely wonderful. can't help but get choked up as you flick through the 400 or so of the last term that he's posted. black and white or colour, they're incredible. he's captured corridor life as it actually was. none of the make-up or going out clothes - but the tears, laughter, and chaos. these are the photos that we will cherish in years to come, as the memories flood to the surface. compiled, they are a work of art for us, for those of us that lived there. there's a Welsh saying, evidently, "We know because we were there." and that's it.
i've spoken to Chris quite a bit in these past few empty days, and received messages from Lee and Hannah. Dutchie and i'll have to get a Skype date planned too. they told us at the pre-departure meeting over a year ago that once we returned, we'd measure time in the days that've passed since our return. painfully true. nine days later and i'm becoming more determined to get back. without exagerration, i can honestly say that i've never felt like this before. i've never had a dream that grips my heart like this one.