You have no idea how hard it was for us to find all this damn footage. (New V/H/S/2 trailer)
Holy shit, guys.
(via weirdoclick)
It hasn’t really hit me yet that I’m going to be in Europe in less than a week. (Except for the anxiety part. The plane anxiety is already in full swing).
Aaron just left for the airport - he’s going to London and Brighton and he’s coming back the day I get to London. This means that we won’t see each other for like a month, after not being apart for more than like 3 days for the last 2 years (since my month-long road trip a few months after we first started dating), which means that on the drive home I pretty much just sad-screamed along to classic rock love songs on the radio like the Bon Jovi smash hit, “Always”.
In other news, my father is more than a little worried about me going to Europe alone. Other than the constant text messages telling me to make sure to be safe, and getting my aunt to send me texts saying to make sure to keep in touch with him as much as possible, he has also asked me to take pictures of everyone around me and send the pictures to him if I’m in danger (not sure how I’d go about discretely doing that if I was in danger/what he could do in Canada).
Oh, and he sent me an email yesterday saying that he got in touch with a doctor who works at the Canadian Embassy in England to make sure that if anything goes wrong, he knows who I am and that I can go to him for help if I need any?
He also asked me if I needed a nightlight.
Lil’ Wayne’s World
#rap #hiphop #snl #mikemyers #danacarvey #garth #mixtape #mixtapes #lilwayne #halifax #novascotia
Aaron made a Lil Wayne’s World mixtape and you should listen to it because of reasons.
Simply by looking out the window and having the merest passing thought that maybe the rain seems to be easing off I am able to cause a sudden, intense downpour.
Being a mutant is the worst.
When I was younger, my friends and I really loved the Craft and tried to do spells and crap. We were convinced that we were able to make it rain by singing an All Saints song in unison.
Ahhh, childhood.
I’ve been planning a fundraiser for my work for almost a year now, and it’s the first major event I’ve ever planned. Over 600 corporate types (which is definitely not the type of crowd I’m usually used to), coordinating food, hosts, guest artists, venue (the venue was…a pain), decor, marketing, sponsorships, an auction, etc. And it was finally tonight and despite the months of stress it’s been causing me, it was great! There were definitely some hiccups and not so great moments behind the scenes tonight, but people had an amazing time! I even had a lady say that she had been to every one of our fundraisers almost for the past decade and that this was the best one she’s ever been to. The sponsors were super happy, the crowd said it looked fantastic, the volunteers were amazing, people were dancing and drinking, and singing along.
I feel really, really proud. I’ve worked for large events before and always had that great sense of pride after it’s all over, but this was the first time I’ve ever been in charge of a 10-person committee or had to plan an event from the beginning for almost a year, and the first time I was really the one “in charge”.
I also found out I’m graduating summa cum laude, which I didn’t know was a thing, but it is a thing, and that thing is awesome.
And I’m leaving for the UK and France in one week and one day.
Everything’s coming up Chantal!
(Except for the part where my feet are throbbing and burning because I’ve been running around concrete floors for the better part of the last 48 hours and I managed to drop a 60 pound roll of paper on the top of my foot. Twice.)
I am not the first person you loved.
You are not the first person I looked at
with a mouthful of forevers. We
have both known loss like the sharp edges
of a knife. We have both lived with lips
more scar tissue than skin. Our love came
unannounced in the middle of the night.
Our love came when we’d given up
on asking love to come. I think
that has to be part
of its miracle.
This is how we heal.
I will kiss you like forgiveness. You
will hold me like I’m hope. Our arms
will bandage and we will press promises
between us like flowers in a book.
I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat
on your skin. I will write novels to the scar
of your nose. I will write a dictionary
of all the words I have used trying
to describe the way it feels to have finally,
finally found you.
And I will not be afraid
of your scars.
I know sometimes
it’s still hard to let me see you
in all your cracked perfection,
but please know:
whether it’s the days you burn
more brilliant than the sun
or the nights you collapse into my lap
your body broken into a thousand questions,
you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
I will love you when you are a still day.
I will love you when you are a hurricane.
Clementine von Radics, Mouthful of Forevers (via rabbrakha)
I will love you when you are a still day
I will love you when you are a hurricane.
(via recycledmovements)
(Source: waydowntown, via missparlee)
So I guess I was wrong about not being able to make Dean’s List if you’re a part-time student. #funsurprises
Hold On to The Sweet Hereafter
Earlier this week, I wrote the final exam of my university degree (!!!) and needed to celebrate, so…
Check out my new post on Wanderer’s Palace about my favourite dessert spot in Halifax!
Yeah motherfucker - Graduating with a 4.03 GPA! (And still not on the Dean’s List bc I was part time bc I was working during school. Jerks.)
