Everything

It can be the most awkward thing running into someone from high school who you don’t really know well enough to say hi to. That happened today as I was window shopping while waiting for my dog Foxy to  receive her annual grooming. She came out of it looking like a big pom-pom, like the kind kids use in their school projects.

I’m afraid I might run out of things to talk about a few times this coming summer. Hopefully, that won’t happen, but things can get repetitive, you know?

At the moment, I’m trying to decide whether I should get a summer job to fill up my bank account a bit and have something to add to my resumé, or whether I should take advantage of my last break between school years and take some classes and learn new things before the pressure of getting a job and moving out falls onto my shoulders completely. If I manage my schedule well enough, it might be possible to do both, but there might be some sacrifices made.

I suppose I could spend my summer looking at bedroom ideas on Pinterest and petting my dog, but I’ve been doing that for a week and I’m already bored.

Thankfully, there are people in Calgary I can meet up with on occasion. Tomorrow, for example, I’m meeting up with my friend Hannah, who I’ll have known for ten years in September. It’s pretty crazy to think about. That’s half our lives. She’s pretty awesome, too. She’s that one person who’s friends with everyone, and you don’t even know how she knows some people but she does. It’s a mystery why she spends any of her precious time with you, and you appreciate it. If I’m lucky, her girlfriend might be there, too!

This post is all over the place, but that’s what’s been going on, anyway.

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