Listening to: Lose Yourself - Eminem
I just thought it would be cool to go. You know, because I haven't been for 9 years. I just thought it would be nice to see people that I haven't seen in a long time, maybe never see forever. I thought it would be nice to see where I came from, because I'm really proud of having a Newfoundland heritage, because it's really one of the coolest places if you ask me. I want to see if it feels like home.
It should feel like home. I really badly want it to.
Was it selfish? Was it really selfish to want to go? Was it selfish to want to go for one week instead of two, so I could come home and go to Fantasy Island and Toronto, and Jimmys birthday, and school registration.
Was it so bad to want to have my cake, and eat it too?
I can't figure out why my mom is so upset about it. It's not a huge deal, I mean she runs off all the time for two weeks and you don't hear me complaining.
Well, actually, you do. But still.
I don't know.
It wasn't supposed to be this messed up. Now the airmiles are spent, and now what? I can't go for two weeks, then I'll get back and get tossed into school. I feel like I've barely had time to enjoy summer.
Because I've barely had time to enjoy summer. I haven't done anything.
I spent the entire day on the computer. And I wasn't going to. I've done that every day this week.
I feel like shit.
Was it selfish?
I don't know.