someone like you

I heard that you're settled down | That you found a girl and you're married now | I heard that your dreams came true | Guess she gave you things I didn't give to you | Old friend, why are you so shy? | Ain't like you to hold back or hide from the light | I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited | But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it | I had hoped you'd see my face | And that you'd be reminded that for me it isn't over | Never mind, I'll find someone like you | I wish nothing but the best for you, too | Don't forget me, I beg | I remember you said | "Sometimes it lasts in love | But sometimes it hurts instead," | Sometimes it lasts in love | But sometimes it hurts instead, yeah

Someone Like You _ Adele from ZACPOT on Vimeo.

You know how the time flies | Only yesterday was the time of our lives | We were born and raised in a summer haze | Bound by the surprise of our glory days | I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited | But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it | I had hoped you'd see my face| And that you'd be reminded that for me it isn't over | Never mind, I'll find someone like you | I wish nothing but the best for you, too | Don't forget me, I beg | I remember you said | "Sometimes it lasts in love | But sometimes it hurts instead," | Nothing compares | No worries or cares | Regrets and mistakes, they're memories made | Who would have known how bittersweet this would taste?  | Nevermind, I'll find someone like you | I wish nothing but the best for you | Don't forget me, I beg | I remember you said | "Sometimes it lasts in love | But sometimes it hurts instead,"  | Nevermind, I'll find someone like you | I wish nothing but the best for you, too | Don't forget me, I beg | I remember you said | "Sometimes it lasts in love | But sometimes it hurts instead," | Sometimes it lasts in love | But sometimes it hurts instead.

one day it won't hurt anymore.

i have a friend

I have a friend. He's the best. One of my best friends. And not in a "bffea!" (what?) sort of way, but in the way that you want/need/hope a friend is... well... awesome. or maybe in the way I, as a small portion of people, want a friend to be awesome. i've learned through the average life (as well as some not so average, but not needing an explanation) experiences that i require a friend who will:
1) tell me the complete and absolute truth, even if it means telling me I'm being disillusioned, insecure, outrageous, or any of the things i frequently feel/do.
2) understand how I communicate - and if I'm not talking to the moon about my complex emotions that i'm feeling at that exact moment, it's not because I don't want to. It's probably because I don't have them…. You know. Those things. 'Feelings'.
3) let me live on their level. denver includes me in intellectual talks with friends who I've never met before, just because he is confident in my ability to handle it (I have a 'thing' about being respected on a level that preludes my gender. Therefore, intellectual conversations to which I'm invited, and I'm the only girl, make me happy). to be invited into a friend's world, that exists outside of my relationship with them is an amazing thing - it allows us to peak at portions of their lives, and portions of their personality that we may never have seen - or seen minor glimpses, but never been able to fully develop.
4) not react poorly when, all of a sudden, I have gone three months without talking to them. Then, when I call, email, msg, messenger pigeon, and in my douchy way, I throw out my standard (but honestly sincere) apology of 'ohmygosh, I'msosorry, ihavebeensososobusy, andimissyou!'… the best friends? They are the ones who don't care - and when we hang out, it's like nothing happened. The world still stops in those periods of time that we spend together. with a brief catch up, we are always able to re-table discussions, and encourage new ideas as though our paths were existing simultaneously, though apart.5) constantly reinforce my confidence in them, that i can invite them anywhere, anytime, for anything, and totally trust that they'll be able to fend for themselves. I won't have to entertain, worry, or watch them. They're hip to jive in any situation, and I love that my friends can be friends with my friends. (yes. i did use the term 'hip to jive' and i am fairly confident denver would be happy he was described with this term)
6) not judge when I just want to be excited/proud/happy/crazy. Recently, denver sent me a text, stating "you're the person I can send this text too, without feeling cocky" and went on to tell me about his awesome news that had piled one on top of another. I adore of denver that we can confidently speak to our own successes, and feel genuinely elated for the other people -and to not feel as though we are a conceited bastard.Anywho… just wanted to give some props. Here is a peak at one of his wonderful things. So he doesn't need to feel cocky. originally on 'chocolate microscope' blog

we first met when he moved into residence in his first year at humber lakeshore. I, luckily, was his "Resident Advisor". we had very many (late night) chats about life and music / music and life. a wonderful friendship grew, and i was lucky to have him in my life - particularly at that time. since then, we meet up as much as possible, and try to keep in mind that it's going to be a late night - time loses meaning with a good friend. we talk about anything, and everything. we share opinions, and we share respect when we don't share opinions.
he's wonderful, and i'm lucky to have him. follow denver on twitter

my (may 2-4) weekend in summary

It was a long and good weekend – of friends, sun (and rain), and great food.
friday: just before leaving work, I didn’t have plans, so I asked Kelly - a friend from work - what she was up to. She invited me to join herself and amande - another friend from work - and her to pick up her birthday gift, and then go to her place for a drink before they left for amanda’s place for the evening. We went over to Kelly’s for a glass of wine while she packed, during which time, Kelly and Amanda convinced me to go to Amanda’s for the night – sans overnight clothes. So I picked up and left. Had to make a quick stop at shoppers for some contact solution, and we were on our way. By waiting around downtown, we missed most of the traffic, so it was a quick drive. We picked up some wine for the night, and then headed to amanda’s, where I showered, and we all put on comfy clothes. It was a night of wine, thai food, lots of laughter, and girl talk. Lots of fun.
our feast for the night; good conversation in the fresh air; kelly's catch of the night.
saturday: we all woke up in fairly good time in order for Kelly to get away to her mom’s, and Amanda to get away to the cottage. Kelly took me down to the subway, and I went straight to work to get my car, and then home. I took advantage of the incredible weather, and I sat, read, put together some ‘Thackeray’s Vanity’ bead packs, eating good food, and reading james franco’s book ‘palo alto’. i took a trip down queen street to pick some stuff up, and got caught up in bead and art stores, and then walked (a bit) home. As I was walking home from reading my book in the park, I stopped to talk to my landlord erin, and her friend matt. A quick chat turned into a bottle of wine, and next thing I knew, we were heading for dinner at pizza libretto and then for tequila at reposado. We all headed home around 2 after a great unintentional night out.
my street in the sunshine; enjoying the sun; packing tv goodies; a sign on my way home... telling.
my current reading list
sunday: woke up fairly early, and got some cleaning done before meeting up with a friend. My friend and I went shopping for her planned purchase of a motorcycle jacket – successful. We then headed to the foggy dew for a drink and some food. And conversation, of course. I then left to meet up with my parents and sister for a memorial cup game. We watched the missisauga st mike’s majors win, and met red kelly to boot – so it was a good night. My little sister came back to my place with me, and we sat up talking until we went to bed late.
my dad and red kelly
monday: woke up praying for no rain – and alas. There was some. So we did what I always do when it’s mid morning and yucky – went to sneaky dee’s for brunch. Ocne we were done, the sun seemed to be poking out, so we got back to my place, packed up my art supplies, and headed to trinity bellwoods park for some painting. We managed to evade the rain, made some dinner, and got her packed up to catch the train back to my parents. I headed home, watched some sex and the city, and then went to bed.
little sister and i painting in trinity bellwoods.
little sister's first sneaky dee's encounter.
a piece of jewelry to cap the weekend off
Great weekend – hope everyone was safe and enjoyed the good weather we had!