Yesterday, I had to partake in the conversation that I had been dreading to have..

My dad called me to ask me whether or not I wanted to go say goodbye to my grandfather. He told me that if I didn't go either last night or this morning, I may not have the chance to do so. The reason he asked was because he thought that maybe I would like to have a happier last memory of him. Obviously, I wanted to go say goodbye, even though he was not awake.

I called my boss and asked him if I could leave work early. I picked up my brother and we got to the hospital around 10:30pm. The second that I saw him lying there, tears filled my eyes.

Who was this man lying in front of me? He looks nothing like my grandpa and is not acting a thing like the cheery grandpa that I'm used to seeing.

He looked lifeless, apart from the fact that he was breathing heavily.

I wasn't exactly sure what do, so I held his hand, I kissed him on the forehead, I told him that I love him.

I'm gonna miss him once he's gone, but I'll remember all of the good times we had, and I'll be happy to know that he's no longer suffering.

Je t'aime, grandpapa. ♥

One more month!

And I go back to Toronto!

August 18th. I'm so exciteddddd!

This weekend, I completed my CPR course, which literally killed me. Okay, not literally. But it was 8:30-5:30 on Saturday and Sunday. It was exhausting. But it's done now, and I got 48/50 on the test but somehow managed to think that I failed. I do that sometimes.

I'm currently discovering new music.

I love music so much. It makes me want to dust off my guitar and get goooooood.

But I always give up when I try to teach myself new songs, so I need somebody to teach me.

I also want to start shooting, but I feel like the same thing is going to happen.

I was thinking about my future the other day, and I think that I might want to live in Vancouver in a couple of years. I love Canada, for obvious reasons, but I don't like super cold winters and I'd really like to live by the water. However, I don't think I could live in the Maritimes. So maybe B.C. would work out for me. Who knows! I'll have to go visit sometime.

I also want to go backpacking around the world, but I'm not sure when I would have the time or money to do that. I'm hoping that my career will involve sending me to random places for free!

In case you haven't noticed, I'm really tired hence the all-over-the-place post.

I'm gonna go hop in the shower now.

Hope you had a good weekend! :)

Love.

Words cannot describe...

How amazing Dallas' show was last night.

About three songs in, it started raining - and it made the show three times as epic as it would have been without it. Honestly, holy crap. It reminded me of this picture I saw from Obama's inauguration, haha. (random)

Although Dallas did not see me in the crowd during "The Girl", I was leaning on Matt, and he sang his own version of the song in my ear.. It was really cute. Not gonna lie, I teared up.

It was a really, really good time. Before the show, we got some dinner, split an amazing beaver tail, went for a drink, then Matt bought a City & Colour shirt that we're going to be sharing next year :)

Dallas played amazingly, as per usual. He had a band with him this time, which gave me huge chills. The whole crowd got really into it, and it was more of an interactive concert than just us watching him. Definitely a night I will not forget.

Well, I could go on forever, so I'll stop now. But Lev, be prepared to have an amazing time in August :) ♥

Love.

Eighteen hours from now...

Dallas Green will step on stage.

He will spot me in the crowd.

Stare me in the eye while he sings "The Girl".

Once the song is over, he will ask, in front of everybody, "Excuse me, beautiful. What's your name?"

I'll point to myself, "Me?!"

"Duh!"

I'll run up on stage, and whisper my name into his ear.

We will fall in love.

He will sing to me as I fall asleep every night until I die.

The end.

Hahaha, I'm such a fool.

I'll let you know how that one works out tomorrow night.

Love!

Stole this from Lev's Tumblr.

She's so lucky, she's a star.

I've always wondered why certain things happen to certain people.

Why, for example, do one hundred horrible things happen to Person A, but in Person B's entire lifetime, the worst thing they had to experience was dealing with the loss of their bunny when they were eight years old.

Some might answer that question by saying that bad things happen to good people because they are strong enough to deal with it.

But what if Person A really wasn't? What if they break down every night after coming home from their dead-end job because the death of their two parents still hurts just as much as it did the night that it happened?

I'm not saying that I'm Person A, nor am I Person B... I guess I'm somewhere in between.

I'm just really curious to know how the world works.

How do some people get so incredibly lucky while others, who work very hard and have the biggest hearts, end up stuck in unfortunate situations every other day.

Just some food for thought, I guess.

The lights will inspire you.

I'm going back to Toronto in a little over a month. I'm so excited.

Before I go back though, I really really really want to go camping or to a cottage.

Hopefully that will happen soon!

I also need to get my CPR course done, but I keep forgetting to sign up for it.

Come to think of it, I'm gonna do that now.

Love.

Love Love Love

Every time I see a cute picture like this one, I wish that I was smaller so that I could have cute moments like this too ♥

By the way.

Just to clear things up...

I don't post things on my blog because I want people to "feel bad" for me.

Blogging is just my way of getting things off my chest.

When I post something and re-read it, I see things in a different light. It's neat, really.

Anyway, that's all!

Hope you're having a good weekend so far!

Love

I went to the gym tonight.

As I was pulling back into my driveway, my dad called me..

My step mom's mom is not doing well.

As a matter of fact, yesterday afternoon, the doctors told them that she only had a few hours to live. She's still hanging in there, but my dad doesn't think she'll last much longer.

After hanging up the phone with him, I went for a run.

I worked a nine hour day, went to the gym, then decided to go for a run.

I'm exhausted.

But all I want to do right now is keep running.

I want to feel alive.

Fuck. Life is too short..

Bonjour!

Even though it's only eleven and I'm already home for the night, tonight has by far been the best Canada Day I've had in a while. Such good times!

I am going to sleep a happy woman! :)

Happy birthday Canadaaaaa! ♥

Love Love Love!