Summer '09

It was Monday, June 22 2009 when it hit me that Summer was really here.

It was an innocent day, like any other. But it was pretty bright for me, for it was one of the last days I'd be cramming History assignments into my day, because after that I would be back onto my normal routine. dora called me out to get some Vietnamese food, and I agreed, though I didn't really know where this day would play next into or end. After lunner(lunchxdinner), we met up with leon, and not too long after lor came along. We decided to hit up English bay once we were all together,and I still wasn't really sure how it would all play out, and I wasn't really too hopeful either cause some of these past weekends haven't exactly been too memorable. But certainly enough, I was wrong. It was quite an afternoon...

It was the day we explored the wilderness, and we all dubbed ourselves the title of "Wilderness Explorer"!









I picked the out the pictures we looked the happiest in, you guys can thank me later , HAHA :) But really, this was day everything you'd think summer would and should be. We spent a few minutes at the beach until we decided we would go to the numerous playgrounds at Stanley Park. It was so carefree, that we didn't even realize how late it was getting. We reminisced memories of being a child on slides, swings, jumbo gyms, and just the plain idea of walking not knowing where you will go. We eventually ended up at McDonald's, and next thing we knew, it was already 10PM. It was such a carefree day, and to top it all off, we were sober. I guess life isn't ever problem-free, but there are moments that just make it seem that way.



The Lonely Island left without me again!
So for now I guess it'll be, "I'll be on a boat motherfucker, don't you ever forget!"

It was such a thought to ponder upon that exactly a year ago, the situation was way different than this. It was a time when the unemployed roamed Metro for no apparent reason, when bottles of 151 would be opened at Carleton, and for me, the worse summer I was to face. It's amazing how places can stay the same and the only thing that really changes is the situation and yourself, this is what I thought when I was sitting around the beach that day. It felt weird looking at the people who I was with, thinking that last summer, we were a mob who were having the time of lives and would see it coming to an end. It made me sad thinking how everyone has one on their own, and that as much effort you put into it, you know it will never really be the same. But that's life I guess and everything is bound to change somewhere, sometime, differences between summers can definitely prove that to be true.

I guess, all you can really do is move on...

... and give it everything you've got.