Weekend of Adele & Trampoline time.

This past weekend I put my life on hold and went into the country side. We roadtripped to Saskatchewan and stayed in St Walburg's, the cutest little town. Easily the best weekend I've ever had. The weather wasn't the most ideal, but surprisingly enough, it didn't really matter, we managed to have an amazing time anyway.

Random roadtrip conversations, seeing factories that looked like magical buildings in the dark (ex, the Disney Castle), stopping for Tim's/McDonald's, driving on the highway for the first time ever (got up to 150, awh yeah), watching the sun come up as we arrived into our destination. Trampoline time, walking to Kim's for ice cream and other goodies, all the boys there drive trucks and I love it, trampoline time, taking a nap at the cabin, the looooongest day ever, trampoline time, delicious home cooked dinners, 'camping' when actually we just pitched the tent in the backyard, the cutest grad ever, along with the cutest couple of life, the best after grad held in a warehouse/barn thing which rocked so hard, learning how to two-step and the nicest people ever. Then the roadtrip back, singing our hearts out to every song.

I think I'm always gonna go back to that weekend and think about how simple and carefree and fun it was. Seriously, the best I've felt in a long time. Coming back to life and reality was kind of a slap in the face. Once I got home, I felt this overwhelming feeling of the knowledge of all the things that was my life: final exam in 3 days that I was (still am) unprepared for, the fact that I still don't have a job ..etc.

Damn, being back in reality sucks balls.