I just feel BLAH; I know I could try and find a word that could probably sum up how I really feel deep down, but I don't feel like searching for it. All I know is that I'm really really homesick.
If you didn't know by now, today ain't such a good day; I woke up really sore although I went to bed fairly early; I have been staring at pictures from my hometown {because I made sure to take a few snapshots from my city} for the past 3 hours, and just through random pictures of me and my friends back home, and I am getting teary- eyed my friends. It probably doesn't help that Michael Buble's HOME is playing non-stop in the background.
I just wanted to share a few pictures from my previous life; I feel like I aged very quickly since I moved to France. I knew, somewhat to an extent, what it was like to worry about bills, and rent since my mom and I struggled a little bit, when we first moved to Ottawa but it wasn't as much as I know now. I can tell my friends back home about it but I don't think they really get it because they've always lived at home and I've always had this mayjah sense of independence. I've always felt like flying out of the nest at a young age and it didn't matter to me if I crashed and burn with every endeavour I took upon because there was always a lesson to be learnt at the end of every story.
Sure, there are days like TODAY, where I miss anything and everyone but I don't think I would give up what I live right now. I sure as hell struggled (A LOT) to get mine and although there were quite a few bumps in the road, I feel like I'm coming to the end of the tunnel very soon and I just feel like I grew up so much going through everything I've gone through and I feel blessed, yes blessed, to have gone through it all. It's like God made everything tough for me to really test my strength and my faith.
Anywhoodles before I ramble on, here's an up-close and personal look into my life and my younger days and at my beautiful city and the little spots that I love.