brighter than sunshine

:) i love weekends.

it's nice to kick back and relax. and i'm literally doing that and it's a sunday afternoon! how lovely. midterms and all that are temporarily over.. and i'm free. for a day or two. nice.

today was such a beautiful day(i say was because it's 4 and the sun will probably set soon) it was so sunnnnny. and pretty cos there's a little bit of snow on the ground from yesterday. i love the sun. it's beautiful here. when it's cold out especially. and it was cold this morning. i woke up under my down blanket.. and it was cold. and then i realised why. silly me forgot to switch on the heat. i'm so clever. haha cos di's the one who usually turns the heat on and off and i just deal with whatever the room's temperature is. but she's away running at dartmouth. so no human thermostat = cold me. aww.

it was funny. i complained about to my mom this morning and she was like serves you right for not turning on the heat. haha and i COMPLETELY agree. :D oops.

ok so this is a short, pointless entry but just letting people know i'm alive. and i'm shaking legs. for a day. feels good. i'm happy. i hope everyone's ok. drop me a line!

be nice. i tried.

so. i'm kinda tired. :)
was helping out in a night bazaar. and for a good cause too! we've been planning it for months.. not that i did much, but i attended meetings and stuff. and gave ideas and everything. i just didn't have much to give that's all. but it's different.. doing what i can for someone somewhere on the other side of the world, or a different world from me anyway. how long has it been since i did something to help others? community service in school, i nv did hard, meaningful things. i did easy, not-meaningful things like.. stacking books at the library. or weeding. i never helped anyone. the truth is.. it scares me to help someone in need. i'm scared of old people, i'm scared of kids, i'm scared of disabled people. i guess i'm just sort of socially awkward in that sort of way. ever wonder what to say? what do they want to hear? is help without social interaction really inferior sort of help? hmm.

anyway it was nice to think of someone other than myself for a change.

there was a blood drive at my school this week. surprise surprise but i went for it. i plucked up my courage(strange phrase) and marched my bloodful self over there. i really really tried to be as brave as i could. i'm TERRIFIED of needles. i don't know what made me do it. but i did. and i got poked and type tested and all. and as i sat on the blood giving bed, they tried to find a suitable vein.. and they couldn't. i'm serious. my veins are too small. and the needle's too big. 'some people just aren't made for giving blood, sorry but thanks for trying!' just as well right i'd probably faint from just looking at the big needle.. but truth is, i was so disappointed. i hate being psyched up for things.. even things as unpleasant as giving blood, and then being let down. haha. but it's funny now looking back. i mean.. i tried. not like i didn't try. so yay to me for being brave and trying to help. :)

alrighty. i'm just going to put a picture up and leave. it's a tired me.

just a couple of my favourite people. :) ish blurry. but i like it anyway.

I'll sing it one last time for you
Then we really have to go
You've been the only thing that's right
In all i've done.

And I can barely look at you
But every single time I do
I know we'll make it anywhere
Anywhere from here

Light up, Light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear

Louder, louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say

To think I might not see those eyes
It makes it so hard not to cry
And as we say our long goodbyes
I nearly do.

-run.snow patrol-