Well, strangely enough , my life has been EXTREMELY boring for the past couple of days...thats because I have no money (and you can't go anywhere without money...especially if you take the buses in Otawa) and I don't really want to ask Aunty if she can drive me somewhere because she'll probably forget to pick her favourite Bourgaize niece up (and I think her only one if I'm correct...oops, forgot that I had sisters...jesus) well the one that lives with her anyway...yeah she has that mental problem. I'm only kidding though, I just don't really want to go out, I enjoy staying at home and not talking to anyone...well, the only two people I can really hang out with are Karl and Tammy (Joey) and...well thats it, I don't really have very many friends in Ottawa anymore (since I packed up and left a couple of years back) and since, apparently, I am an emo for writing in this (by none other than my favouritest camp buddy Adam M) and having a space, I guess I won't have very many other Ottawa friends...but not only for those reasons...there are a few more that I am just picking off the top of my head.

1. I am not very sociable...normally I am VERY outgoing and loud with my friends but when it comes to meeting new people I am generally struck mute...I think they call that being shy?

2. I attract complete weirdos...I mean look at Tammy...no I'm just kidding Tammy...but not about the part of attracting weirdos.

3. I am under the age of 19...which really does suck...I mean you probably don't understand but for me it would be great because I could go to a bar get drunk (not fall-on-your-face drunk but drunk enough to be very bold and meet new people)

4. I don't dance...because I'm not good at it...really, I know you guys are like "Whatever Lesley." but it's true...I suck at dancing.

5. I never, ever, make the first move (okay, once.) but not that I mean on guys or anything but even on people I would like to know better...I am the biggest chickenshit ever...I can go repelling, do a rope bridge, parachute off a tower but I can't approach ANYONE.

 

Well, I guess you know my weaknesses...they SUCK don't they.

It's unfortunate that I want to be a jounalist when I'm older isn't it. But still, I'm content with the friends that I have and I  them all very much AND I wouldn't trade them for anyone...ever. Because they're funny, caring (okay well maybe not tammy...she can be a little disconcerting when you get dumped...)

LESLEY: *crying and seeking sympathy* Me and Ian b-br-broke up!

TAMMY: *In a dissapointed voice* I go away for one week and you two break up...oh nooo now what am I going to do?

What she proceeded to do was set Ian and frying pan face up...a week after me and Ian broke up...and THEN she tried to set me up with Karl who is allergic to cigarette soke (keep in mind that I smoke)...

But I know she tried...and now I have another good friend, so it's all good, I just like to torment her about it.

As I was saying...

They're funny, caring, trustworthy, easy to get along with and just everything a great friend should be.

So, these are my last words to my friends...

which means: Friends are hard to find...and impossible to forget.

 

And since I'm feeling partuicularly mushy today...here's my favourite Irish blessing just for you:

 

I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!! Not in the lezzy sense ladies...

 

I'm out,

Lesley