laying in bed

reading steinbeck

listening to glass

it's a simple

yet beautiful

life

Day 12ish?

First day I don't want to curl up in a ball and cry myself to death.

I'm proud of myself.

placement

I love how I: 

Only produce one grocery bag of garbage a week

Eat healthy

Am conservative with me money

Have a clean apartment

Have great friends

Am organized 

Am happy.

I want to:

Eat healthier (in corporate more protein and carbs in my diet)

Eat more meat, chicken, fish

Meet more people

Go to the gym AT LEAST 3 times per week

Meet more people

Give more private lessons

I will check back in a bit with the results of what i want

Now, time to hard boil 12 eggs 

Peace yo

DAMN

oops caps


so busy!

so much done!

so much teaching, learning, smiling!

must run (as usual) of to a friend's place for some drinks and

VIDEAGAMES!

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i just can't bring myself to like beethoven... why? too rough! too bombastic!

think of the delicacies of mozart, chopin, debussy...

life has a funny way of doing funny things. sometimes it gives you all you want, sometimes you've gotta fight. sometimes you have to just sit there and say, i know i want this but what is best is not having it. i'm not mad. it's just i need to let you do your thing.

i'm sure you can appreciate it.

also life comes is contrast and dynamic pairings. like having your heart broken, but then having to break someone else's heart. isn't it so weird like that?


i'm reading now, which is really nice. some stienbeck! hopefully reading will be a habit.

well tomorrow morn i have some early classes and lots and lots of practicing to do.

i hope to talk to y'all soon, yo

yours truly

i feel like

debussy tonight

and some wine

luckily i have both these things!

so y'all must be thinking, well eric's been posting a lot. this is true.

life is knowing when to quit, and knowing when to push on further.

when i hear the opening chord of saint saens carnival of animals i get goosebumps!

i am the lion.

what happened to the golden mood and burning candles? there is nothing worse that eating left over porkchops and spinach. we all know this pork chop was so delicious yesterday, but what happened to it today? what has happened now that the candles are melted, the moon blue and the pork chop chewy? Or what about the sparkle in my eyes, and the sweetness of my voice? why must all things go stale?

this is my oath. this is my creed. there is a way to reintroduce this love. i will reintroduce this passion if it's the last thing i do.

sometimes will power fades. sometimes it escapes us, jumps off like kangaroos. not this time. Ah no. i've had time to capture these kangaroos!

willpower won't fade so long as there are pork chops on this earth. Sorry pigs (and kangaroos?).

in other news i return to my mother land Montreal tomorrow. Soon i will be reunited with my comfy cozy apartment. This will be different. things have been different. things will move on.


with much love

eric

democracy!

someone voted on my poll! yes!

i just adjusted my blog accordingly to be a little easier to read. I hope this helps?

well happy 2013, as posted earlier, y'all! i hope this year will be good to you.

absolutely mental couple o' days, my life is such an emotional rollercoaster. right now at least.

i'm anxious for school and returning to montreal. don't know what to think and expect really. i need to get a job though, well not really.

ok let's talk about this.

my parents said it'd be a smart idea for me to get a job, but two things: one i hate working so much. well assuming my job'll be service work, y'know. two i can't handle job and school. i explained my situation to my parents, and they understood.

the issue is starting the process of job searching and finding the right job. my fear is less that i'm not going to get a job (more english and what not) but more just i don't want to be working. that's time. the money isn't all that important, 'fer now. the second thing is I get crazy uncomfortable when i have to speak french, but that's just the way things start, being uncomfortable, just like a great many things,

such as

(segway)

relationships. i've come to realize my life, esp. relationships are so based of off comfort. whether it being able to be comfortable with someone, or being comfortable in the idea that you are committed and don't have to worry about building a new relationship. more or less like routine, and identifying something as your own.

i now realize, sometimes i'd rather suffer in comfort than change my environment to prevent myself from being uncomfortable.

I also realize I'm pretty lazy with things I'm uninterested in. e.g. working (all ties together).

i get uncomfortable thinking about getting a job. i'm aware of what that requires, but i'm sensitive (code for lazy). i am familiar and continue to hate shift work, especially when it's something i really can't stand. shift work is just so taxing on a mental and physical way, and i admire those who can withstand this and work often and for long times (i'm lookin' at you, Sarah and Phil)

in good news i'm getting really really good at sight reading. yay

yet! my life is full of bad news. well not full. there is just a lot right now.

i want to take this opportunity to thank things, people, and animals who have come into my life. sometimes, you leave arbitrarily and without reason. i want you to know that just because you're leaving, it doesn't mean you're gone. you will always have a place in my heart and mind. you've made a great influence in my life that has shaped my to the person i am today. thank you.

sometimes life just throws you those curve balls.

December/January has easily been my most crazy, most moving time in my life. Everything is changing, so much is gone, and I guess so much is gained. I don't say this enough, but thank you to the people who are leaving/in my life (in different forms). sometimes i might be mad, but i'm just irrational.

what can i say. i'm doing my best with the hand i was dealt (there is me rationalizing!) (also there is me identifying the problem, and me assuming it'll go away because of that).

ok,

thanks, friends.

and thanks 2012.

welcome 2013.

don't suck.

on a quasi related note, shout out to sarah's rockin' awesome get together we had. this woman is so fucking inspirational. the amount of work she deals with is so beyond me. not only is she witting and totally charming, she's also a great cook, an amazing host and as a great taste in movies (and dare i say it, friends)! having some time with you was really what i need, just a caring friend and a loving smile. thanks sarah, you've really helped my out more than you can imagine. you're a true pal.

ok i hope that this post wasn't too boring. read between the lines!

nighty night y'all!

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