thoughts, greco's pizza, and other things

that is the look of a boy at thought.

"what's next?", he is thinking.

well at that time he was waiting for his delicious pizza at Greco's Pizza in "downtown" Sussex. 

the pizza was delicious by the way.

the Canadian military was performing their annual military practice or training in the city. so there were tons of soldiers, tanks, and machine guns.

i felt like a nOOb.

we watched The Dark Knight tonight. such a great movie in every way.

R.I.P. Heath Ledger. you were great.

today i also got to download some editing software that came with my camera. so now my pictures won't look so "bland" anymore. haha

on that note ill leave you with this quote:

"i don't pretend to be captain weird. i just do what i do."

-Johnny Depp

moving stress, new addresses, and boxes

so the fun that comes with moving has been over whelming.......

haha, it could be worse though.

but its been good. this place is beginning to look less like a house and more like a home (doesn't that sound soooo cheesy?)

its kind of a cool feeling when you're unpacking boxes (once you get past the back aches)

but i mean like, you're starting in a fresh new place (a new country for me)

so what am i gonna do now? the house is basically done and no one is here...hmmm i am waiting for cameron jones and nathan moss to get home! 

i'll leave you with these wise words: "Life must be lived as play." -Plato

i guess you can take that however you want to?

First post, talking about birthdays, and other things.

Let them eat cake!

I don't know...I thought it was fitting since the picture is a cake

...cheese cake to be exact.

Yesterday was my birthday. I turned 17.
I don't feel any older and I imagine I won't feel any older when I turn 18 next year.

I don't know if I'm doing this blog thing right or not. Are we suppose to right about our feelings? Well, I'm not laying on a couch with a shrink asking me what I dream about...so I don't think it's all about that. Am I suppose to right about certain events? What if one day there isn't anything interesting to write about? What am I gonna do then? I'll write: "Today, I woke up, put on my slippers, stepped on my cats tail and fell into the wall..."

Whatever. I'll get the hang of this sooner or later.