i was making my eggo waffle this morning, practically drowned the thing in real real real maple syrup (yay!), did the sunday crossword, and when i put my dish in the sink - it was as if the sink had become slightly smaller in size...ever since I've been home from school this year, my neighbourhood, my house, my room - feels smaller, more doll-like. i first really noticed this when porage was at my house for a moment, and as soon as he came in, it looked like he was towering in my front doorway - kinda just filled up the shoe and coat space (or, maybe porage got fat). i suspect that this is due to a complicated mixture of things like...i'm growing up, i'm used to being away from home, i'm ready to leave home, maybe i like living away from home...anyway, much has changed since september - when i would get choked up on the phone just talking to my mom, not being able, thus, to hold up my end of the conversation, or how i would have to rush to the bathroom in union station after my dad dropped me off, to cry in a stall, before boarding my train to londonpoo. now i'm strong! i don't cry anymore!!!! i will never cry again!!! aaahahahhaahhahah!!!!!!!!!!!
but it's always nice to be home. i mean - last night, i was doing some stuff on the computer, and my mom and my brother were in the next room, sitting on the bed, my brother tooling around on his new electric GEEtar, my mom peeling clementines from the NASR market at the end of our street, and they were giggling to themselves, laughing as they were making speculative comments about butts and flatulence...(hmmm....a lot like being with my dents friends at school...) ;p okaythankyoubye