I'll get through this one [PILL] at a time

I can feel it, I'm not the person that I was for the last couple of months. I can feel the emotions of being scared and lonely comming back to me. I hated those days, I wasnt who I was. You may thought I was fine, but actually that was just this little pill that plays with my emotions and brings me to a better mood. I can't believe that I'm starting this again, but It's the only way people won't suspect that anything is wrong. I know I shouldn't but yet it makes me feel so much better.

My decision

I held on to the rope for too long.

Because I can feel you slipping away from my grip.

Forbidden to remember, Terrified to forget.

I forbid myself to remember.
All those times we shared.
They seem like nothing since we never talk anymore.
I remember how my eyes would glow when I saw your face.
Or my head would perk up at the sound of your name.
All that has changed now and I don't understand the reasons why.

I am terrified to forget.
All those times we shared.
Just because those are the times when I was truly happy.
You don't know how much it meant to have you in my life.
Now that I feel that I'm without you.
Its so very cold.
Also, the other reason why i don't want to forget.
Is because those were the times that you told me you loved me.

Buses make me mad!

Well the city of Ottawa has been struck by a dilemma that has caught the attention of many. Employers of the Oc transpo (the local buses here in Ottawa, for those who don't know) have decided to go on strike because of the new union agreement. To my knowledge, before the strike, they had 12 sick days, and now the union took away the 12 and made it down to 6 because the contract expired or something. ANYWAY. The city of Ottawa tried to stop the strike by giving them two extra sick days... making it a total of 8, however that didn't impress the bus drivers and mechanics of OC transpo. It is day 3 of the strike, and has been 3 days that I haven't seen buses on the streets of Ottawa.
As a bus rider, I am definitely sick and tired that the government is waiting for them to make a move. They will not make a move unless you make one first, hence the strike. Seriously, we NEED these buses back on the streets, and it doesn't seem like the city of Ottawa is trying their hardest in the dilemma that has struck the streets of Ottawa.

A tear has fallen from my eye.

A tear has fallen from my eye.
Its not a question, anymore. I miss you.
Its been weeks since I've seen your face.
Days since I've heard your voice.
I just don't know what to do.
I feel a sudden change between us.
That sends tears down my face.
I don't like this feeling in the pit of my stomach.
I want you to be here with me.
To hold me, To guide me.
But your to far away.
I can't reach you.
But I'll always be here waiting.
'Till that day...

What I think about Holiday Hours!

*ARGGGG!

Give me a gun, and make it go BANG!

Seriously, I understand that people need to get their shopping done, but honestly. If I'm here typing up this blog, I highly doubt its THAT busy to keep us open for another hour. Its defiantly not helping our sales. You know what my theory is. I think the reason why people don't shop at this mall after 6 is because their all in bed. HAVE YOU SEEN THE CLIENTELE IN THIS MALL? Their old, they need their sleep, no one is going to shop at Carlingwood mall past 9 o'clock. If its the week of Christmas I understand, but I don't understand why we have to do this to the week of. *sighs, I'll just have to endure it I guess.... Well I've I survive from the boredom

My eyes grow weak.

I sit here, waiting, wondering.
On the computer.
My eyes slowly drift to sleep.
They reopen, as the sudden sound startles me,
but its not you, its someone else.
I read for a little while,
As my eyes slowly drift away again.
I'm fast asleep.

I wake up, to my realisation you went on.
I feel bad that I didn't stay awake.
I lost my chance to talk to you.
Until the next time
I guess...