I am too fucking tired to write much right now, but I haven't posted enough lately.
we went on the walk to stop male violence (against women) today. I had a lot more fun last year. But I certainly learned my share of pregnancy from Tolton today.
There was also a man in front of the Canadian (legislation something) building, who had been on a hunger strike for 11 days. His 15 year old son is autistic and he wants the government to give money to parents like him to they can administer proper treatment. And he wants the government to establish IBI (which I think stands for Intensive behavioural Institutions). Anyway he is going to stay there as long as it takes to get attention from the big dudes.
I ate enough to make myself feel sick, and it was disgusting food.
Then I watched the rugby game with zainab, for a while. Ah, all those boy in short shorts.
I walked home after that, drained, and was told that I had to go to work as soon as I could. so I ran to the stop and waited for the next bus.
Today was so brutal. I really don't want to go to school tomorrow.
But, it's okay because right after school we are driving to Ottawa. I am kind of excited because I always feel refreshed when I go there. And my dad's residence smells amazing all the time. Oh, and we are going to a tulip festival, which I am sure will turn out to be really corny. but hey, tulips<3
I have to go pack.
life is a bitch.
we went on the walk to stop male violence (against women) today. I had a lot more fun last year. But I certainly learned my share of pregnancy from Tolton today.
There was also a man in front of the Canadian (legislation something) building, who had been on a hunger strike for 11 days. His 15 year old son is autistic and he wants the government to give money to parents like him to they can administer proper treatment. And he wants the government to establish IBI (which I think stands for Intensive behavioural Institutions). Anyway he is going to stay there as long as it takes to get attention from the big dudes.
I ate enough to make myself feel sick, and it was disgusting food.
Then I watched the rugby game with zainab, for a while. Ah, all those boy in short shorts.
I walked home after that, drained, and was told that I had to go to work as soon as I could. so I ran to the stop and waited for the next bus.
Today was so brutal. I really don't want to go to school tomorrow.
But, it's okay because right after school we are driving to Ottawa. I am kind of excited because I always feel refreshed when I go there. And my dad's residence smells amazing all the time. Oh, and we are going to a tulip festival, which I am sure will turn out to be really corny. but hey, tulips<3
I have to go pack.
life is a bitch.
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Please don't steal anymore flowers.
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