"Its been a year of funerals and nobody blames you for anything, all the same you put space between this and the volcanos, and today is the first day of the rest of your life." -Craig Cardiff Year of Funerals

I thought I would start this entry with a nice little quote. Not that I am trying to copy you Rachel or anything. I just thought it was appropriate because of the many changes that have recently occured in my life that have brought me to take some drastic decisions (like going to Japan for example). Although it has been hard to move on, I have decided to seriously take my future into my own hands and to start fresh, "the first day of the rest of my life." Call me lame, whatever. Sometimes music say it better than you ever would.

So here is what's been happening in my life in the last few days: packing, throwing out stuff, packing, getting more boxes in South Keys dumpsters, seeing friends, packing, drinking, partying.. oh and waiting for my employer to respond to my e-mails. This whole waiting thing has been really stressing me out lately. Why isn't my future boss responding to any of my e-mails? Is he on holiday still? Is he too busy? did Japan's Internet system completly shut down ? Oh wait... do I still have the job????? Well I did sign a contract, so there shouldn't be any reason why I wouldn't be, but why is he not replying to any of my e-mails. This is very sketchy. Let's just hope that there is a legitimate reason for all of this.

Anyway, im still living my life as though I was still going to Japan in the first weeks of September. I'm going to Montreal this week-end for a week to see my family and some friends one last time before I leave. Its going to be nice to see everybody! But I need to be all packed and ready to go before this saturday since we are moving out my stuff only on the 28th to go to Toronto. There I will be waiting for my work visa so that I can finally get my plane tickets. Thankfully I will be keeping myself busy volunteering at the Toronto International Film Festival and spending some well wasted time with some of my besterest Ottawa friends in the world.

So last night Nayeli and I went out to meet Lyndsay at her friend's house for some pre-drinking before hitting the Z. We were waiting for the bus with our ginormous bottle of Rose, when all of a sudden these cops appeared out of nowhere to ask us if we had been drinking. It wasn't like we were talking loudly, or dancing on the benches or anything. We thought that they were coming to warn us about something that happened in the South Keys area, like some kind of robbery or rape. But no, they were wasting their valuable time asking two innocent girls if they had been drinking waiting for the bus. After checking to see that our bottle was actually closed, they almost made us miss our bus, but thankfully the driver was nice enough to wait for us... how insulting! They should have sneaked in on us when we were actually pissed drunk after almost finishing the bottle in less than an hour which resulted in Nayeli giving me a piggy back ride singing Mr Brightside at the top of our lungs on our way down Slater! I don't think I have ever had a dull moment with this girl. I am gonna miss you Chiquita! I have the best time with you. I am so happy that you will be Toronto in September with me.

Well that was my little anecdote for the day! I should get back to packing now.
Write to you all very soon!
e.