tumbleweed

So, I broke down and got tumblr.

Check, check, check it out.

(Image credit is on tumblr. Great artist.)

Reflections on TC

 

Another year, another theatre production comes and fades. I've been involved in Theatre Company for 4 years now, and it seems different. Less vibrant, like it's dulled. Sitting on the bus, coming home from The Eatery downtown for a friend's birthday, I've started to realize why. It seems like I've learned everything I can from it. Unless the expierence changes, I can't get anything more out of it the way its going. When I was in Grade 8, I had a conversation with PJ about Grade 12's beginning to detach. They start to break away, their ties slowly snapping, until their focus has drifted away. I said that would never happen to me, but I feel it. It's sad, but that's life. You can't do the same thing year after year, and not want to do more. I want to live life. Thinking these thoughts though can lead down a dangerous path... Can I really do that with an attachment? I stopped my thinking there.

Too much

Time breezes bye, taking the leaves with it. Two more weeks, I can make it.

Octobrrrr

October? How did this happen? I feel like life is just picking up speed, and there's just more and more and more stuff to do. Thank goodness there's a Pro-D Day on Monday...  Awktober, as my one friend put it, has been cold, grey, and rainy. But I like the rain. It's soothing, and reminds me of home, especially when I lay in bed and listen to it. I could do without the constant grey though. I can see how some people think living in Vancouver is one of the most depressing places to live. But like I said, it's home to me!

xoxo,

Alexandria

Day 1

I've found a pretty nifty blog challenge, and I quite enjoyed it! However, I'm going to go out of order... because I can. Boo yah!

The first challenge I decided to do was.. your earliest memory! I'm going to kind of go from easiest to hardest, as in terms of thought. There were a couple that I found kinda tough that were Early Numbers... so that's why I decided to mix things up.

On to my earliest memory though... It had to be in my living room. I had just finished playing with my duplex (over sized plastic Lego), and my mom came over and helped me clean it up. Maybe it's because she doesn't help me clean anymore... but it's stuck with me, and I just remembered how nice she was.

Not that my mom isn't nice now... she just doesn't help me clean, haha.

What's your earliest memory?

xoxo,

Alexandria

Pitter-Patter

As I sit here writing this, the rain is tapping at my window, pitter-pattering on the roof. The air coming through my window is slightly tinged with cold, but my favourite thing is the smell. Wet, and fresh, and clean and crisp. It's signifying the changing of the seasons; summer is giving way to fall, and soon winter.

Life can be stressful. The important thing is to remember to take a deep breath. Don't sweat the little things. Don't look for problems when they're not there. You'll drive yourself crazy. Don't take things for granted, appreciate what's there in front of you, even if you kind of want to wring their neck.

Remember.

Smell the rain.

xoxo,

Alexandria

Cascade Falls

I think it's funny how some things can seem so awful in the moment, but over time, our memories soften the experiences. This wasn't the best trip to Cascade Falls. It involved 3 hours of bumpy roads in a little car not built for the mountains. The worst part though is that we didn't even have to go up the mountain. I went on this a day trip with Steven and his parents a couple weekends back before school started, but haven't gotten around to posting these yet.

(The world decided to put a spotlight on Steven?)

Going through these photos, I realized how very green they all were! (Green is Steven's favourite colour incidentally.) These pictures made me realize how lucky I am to be living in British Columbia, constantly surrounded by lush forests. Us and New Zealand, we share a very rare, very beautiful climate. Sure, it may be a little rainy, (Ok, alot rainy.) but living in Canada, we have real seasons. It's hot in the summer, cool and crisp in the fall, snowy in the winter, and it of course rains in the spring. Maybe more than usual for everybody else, but it's what helps keep us so green! 

(He put a rock on it. My mom didn't think it was as funny as I did when I showed her the rock.)

(He got mad at me because I ruined a good picture. I laughed.)

I've been kind of struggling in what I want this blog to be. I've been going through a bit of a rough patch, and I'm not sure if I truly want to chronicle ALL of my 17. Maybe just the good parts? Hm. Not sure if I want to broadcast my innermost feelings on the WWW! My boyfriend, (although my bestfriends do) doesn't even know the address of this blog. He knows it exists though, which drives him crazy. I let him know I'd share it. One day. Maybe.

(A: The lighting was super cool/super weird in this shot. B: I think carving initials is such an old-fashioned, romantic idea. It makes my heart flutter!)

So. This is it for now...

xoxo,

Alexandria