Ditto - Trinity Panties.

I'm home and settled here back in D-town, and I forgot how much I love this place! 
It's honestly one of those things, that you don't appreciate until you go without. 
There is plenty of things that are bonuses about school; freedom, own place, no parental control, you can pretty much do whatever you want. But by the last few weeks of semester, you're tired of freedom, you want your home which you share with your family, you want parental control, and you want to be told what to do for once. 
So that's where I'm at, although I am a little unhappy about the way this winter break is panning out. It's the first Christmas without my Granny, Nonna, and friend. I miss them all like crazy, but especially now, because Christmas always inflames the heartache. But I am looking forward to the new Christmas traditions to be made, and the new memories too. That 's lightening the Christmas spirit at least a bit!
Signing off with a heart full of Christmas spirit, 
UBC Panties


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=03jNxDsEplk

Random song to enjoy, Love this Band!!

Home is where the heart is.

Home has never felt so good. Every part of it. Mom's cooking, the tunes, the footsteps above me in the morning, laughing with my brother...everything feels so nice. It makes my heart all warm and fuzzy! Everyone was still working or at school today, so I spent the afternoon scrapbooking with my mama. It was so great. I missed them more then I knew.  And even when no one is around (like right now), just listening to my music and being in the house makes me happy.  I really hope I don't put my family last when it comes to time over the break. I have a tendency to do that. I spread myself so thin, and leave my family last to spend time with. But I really want to spend quality time with them. I just love them so much! Of course I love my friends most definitely and wholeheartedly...But home is really where the heart is.  -Trinity Panties

I'm still here...

Well...I must admit I've been pretty absent, but I'm back and alive. Barely. I've stayed up way too late, way too many times, eaten way too much crap for my own good, and read so many textbooks I swear I'm cross eyed.  Now why would I do that? Good question.  Its hard to see the light at the end of the tunnel, although I think I can see it now. Two days till I take the big boat home and I couldn't be more excited. It's the tiny light in my future that I'm dying to reach. Literally. Sorry, no study bug over here! Unless it's the kind of poisonous bug that kills you when it bites you. Sorry for the dramatics. I'm just so ready for this to be over. The sad thing is, I honestly don't want to come back. Well, I don't think I will want to. Guess we'll see. I'll let you know if I'm dread the return of school. ( It's likely) ...until then... I am going to soak up every moment with my panty sisters, my family, my friends, and...my bed.  I'm not gonna let it slip away when I've waited this long for it.  I'm just praying for persistence and productivity.  -Trinity Panties. (remember me?)


artwork of the dayyyy...

Erica Grim-Vance, Reaching

The Study Bug.

I am here at University going through my first exam period. I kind of want to shoot myself, but on the other hand I really like it...does that make any sense? It's probably due to a lack of sleep and over studying topics that are irrelevant in most cases.
But regardless, I have caught the study bug. I have been in this room since 11:30am, and it is now pushing 10pm. Dedication or insanity could be two words used to describe this.
I know that all those followers out there (aka Hailey) that are going to university right now feel the stress, and hometown, I am sure that at work things are just bustling with Christmas anticipation, so I am sure that we all feel the same stressful spirit in the air. And the anticipation is killing me.
But the nicety of it is that I can just sit here in this room, and study away. No need to be social, no need to go out of my way to be friendly, no need to look good, I mean honestly, who am I trying to impress? But most of all, I can just focus, with no other obligations but my studies. I feel so scholarly.
Anyways, back to this boredom.
Off for the night,
UBC Panties

10 days, 12 days, 16 days, 1 month.

SO MANY EXCITING DATES.
-Today is a good day. There are many reasons for this.
First off: I got to sleep in more than usual, and that was awesome.
Then today was payday and that allllwayyyss makes for a good day! Especially when it's more than you were expecting!
New jackets? When you spend your whole life at a rec centre, new jackets to replace those ugly red fleece things is totally exciting!!
When this all came to mind as I rolled out of bed, I searched for my friendship panties as they just came out of the wash and I thought, what could be better? :)
PLUS got to visit with my Pa, which doesn't happen much because of my crazy life..
Now for the days...
10 DAYS.
My best friend who I talk to everrrryyy day and have been counting down the days until he's home for xmas is now 10 DAYS AWAY. 
12 DAYS.
That's how many days until Christmas at my dads house! (Winter Solstice. :) ) No more to be said.
16 DAYS.
REAL CHRISTMAS. Jingle bells... :D
ONE MONTHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Anyone take a guess?
Oh yah, that's until I'm Australia bound! :D :D :D
WOOHOO.


Oh I forgot.. I went over to the concession to drop off some coffee pots today and pretty much came back with a summer job. 
Worth it? Definitely!


Much love to the pantie sisters and am hoping exams are going well!
Hometown Panties. <3

Dissatisfied.

Dissatisfaction is a terrible word.
I have been feeling just that though. I am dissatisfied.
I was trying to find peace this weekend. I tried so hard to put things behind me, but I couldn't. Hard as I tried I couldn't. I spoke of Victor in one of my previous posts and this is the thing that I couldn't let go of. 
I know that all of my posts have been kind of depressing to say the least, but this is all supposed to be honest, and this has been so on my mind lately that I can't seem to shake it. 
I wrote Victor a letter. It sits on my desk at home, with no destination. I wrote my honest raw feelings in it 2 days after the accident and then sealed it. Since that day I have been curious as to what I wrote in it. I know the just of it, but there is things that I don't even remember. 
I made the decision that it was time for me to send that letter; so on the saturday, I woke up at 6:40 (which is quite a feat in itself for a university student) and climbed into my car with the crash sight set as my destination. I was in need of something. My fight with my heart had become so static that I needed to try and get my healing started again. 
So I drove. And I drove. And to my dismay, I couldn't find it. I arrived in Cobble Hill just before 8, and drove until 9:20. I called my mom, and got opinions from local business, and for some reason nobody could tell me how to get to Filgate road. Closure - I guess it was too much to ask for. 
I was mad at God. I was furious. Not only had I wasted the morning, but I was left frustrated and more broken then before. 
And now, I am trying to find peace with this. Peace with the fact that God didn't want me to be there that morning. And peace with the fact that the letter addressed to Victor still sits on my desk - return to sender. 
So that's where I'm at. I am in a stalemate with God, which is a ridiculous analogy considering that God never asked me to be at war with Him, nor is my anger even justified. I am just so tired.
Feuding with the almighty is never good for the soul, but here I am. 
Dissatisfied.
Hopefully I can sort this out, but until then, 
Sincerely and sombrely yours, 
UBC Panties.

Travel light, and don't rush.

First off, sorry for yesterday's post. I was a little emotional. A feeling I've nicely avoided in the last little while, so a quick post helped take a bit of the load off my back, but I wasn't up for explaination.
I guess all I need to say is some people take out their emotions in certain ways, and sometimes it takes a while to figure out why they are acting the way they do. There is often an underlying reason, and often you just need to give it time and it will become clear.
Either way, my momma loves me and I know that for sure. She's going to miss me allllmossssttt as much as I will miss her. <3

Today I visited someone very important to me. Teacher, mentor, friend, whatever you want to call her. She's an amazing person and I look up to her with so much passion. She told me tons of advice, but the main bit was, "Travel light and don't rush." Her advice means so much to me and I would follow it any day. (Ps. That's todays words of wisdom.)

Sometimes, chatting to different people changes your outlook of life. I can't wait to travel and meet people from all over. I'm hoping this is a very fulfilling experience, and I don't see how it won't be. :)

17 days until someone very special to me comes home!! :)

Looking forward to living,
Hometown Panties.