Today’s mood is ripped jeans, unlimited coffee and of course, Sloan.
I hit up Faders Music yesterday to see if they had any Sloan vinyl records. Unfortunately they didn’t, but they did have a few Alexisonfire vinyl records as well as The Tragically Hip, and The Beach Boys. Of course they had more but those were really the only ones that caught my eye. I jokingly told the manager of the record store that he should put in an order to carry some Sloan vinyl records… This guy actually did. And he let me know when they would be in. Awesome person of the week goes to that guy.
Sloan is one of my all-time favourite bands. I’ve been listening to their album One Chord to Another back to back repeatedly.
So I’ve been thinking about the town I live in lately, and I thought it’d be cool to share some photos of what Brandon, Manitoba looks like.
Note: none of the photos belong to me, credit will be linked underneath all photos.
This is the McKenzie Seeds building in downtown Brandon. It’s a very old building from the early 1900’s. I think it’s mostly abandoned except the basement of the building is used for Brandon’s yearly haunted house during Halloween.
Photo credit: http://www.westerninvestor.com/news/saskatchewan-manitoba/5-top-towns-for-investors-on-the-prairies-1.2311271
This image below is of the Prairie Fire House also in downtown Brandon. It used to be Brandon’s main fire house but it has now been converted into a restaurant.
Photo credit: http://bdnmb.ca/bdnmb-live/day-drinking-in-brandon/259
This photo is just a picture of the prairies just on the outskirts of Brandon, up on the north hill. It’s especially pretty at sunset.
Photo credit: https://www.flickr.com/photos/ernest_lowe/28980824096
Brandon is very close to the Shilo army base. Below is a picture of the Canadian Forces Base sign at Shilo. A ton of people who live in Brandon are affiliated with the Canadian Forces.
Photo credit: CTV News
Photo credit: http://luberslounge.blogspot.ca/2015_09_01_archive.html
So that’s a couple photos of Brandon, MB and the army base near by! It’s a great little town to live in.
I’ve been listening to this song for the past two days. Can’t get it out of my head for some reason.
Everything in life is a lesson, and it’s important that we listen to what these lessons teach us. When I was still in high-school, I was certain that I wanted to go to university out west in British Columbia. This was fact to me, and it was something that I felt like I had to do. When senior year rolled around and I graduated high-school, I still wanted to go to this university. I didn’t have the financial resources to afford the tuition for school so I worked for two years to be eligible for a student loan. After those two years, I was granted a student loan award and went off to British Columbia to study at UBC at age 20. What I didn’t realize or consider, was that I might not like it out in British Columbia. I had become so sure of myself that I would enjoy it out in British Columbia that it clouded my aspirations.
I lived in Kelowna, British Columbia. Kelowna was a beautiful city but for some reason, the concrete conclusiveness I had about going to the specific university seemed to disappear slowly when I began going to classes. I questioned myself everyday about whether this is what I really wanted. At the time, I was living with three other girls. I don’t think any of us really knew what we were doing and we were just trying to figure it out along the way. After living in Kelowna for six months, I realized that I was becoming depressed more and more every day. I feel that not knowing what I wanted to do with my life, being so far away from home and feeling out of place contributed to this relapse in depression. It had got to the point where I would go to the university bar and drink by myself just to escape my feelings. The warning signs were every where yet I chose to ignore them, thinking it was just the weather and it would get better once summer came around. When the weather started getting warmer, I realized I was still depressed. In hindsight, I’m glad this depression that I experienced happened because it woke me up. It woke me up from the fact that maybe going to that university wasn’t what I needed, even though I thought that. I had never been that depressed in my life, so I took it as a sign that I should leave. I had thought about leaving for a couple of months but the depression got so bad that one day I called up my parents crying and said, “I can’t do this anymore.” In 4 days, I was in the Kelowna airport waiting for my flight home. A wave of relief fell over me, because for that period of seven months I felt like I was stuck there. I felt that if I left, I would be considered a failure. Now that I look back on it, that fear of failure was natural but also a great life lesson. How are you ever going to develop in life if you don’t learn a tough lesson early on? I’m grateful for my time spent at UBC. I really did meet some wonderful people, but most importantly it guided me to the right path. I flew back home and everything felt right again. It’s almost as if the fog in my brain disappeared and everything became clear to me. Taking time for yourself, or removing yourself from a situation is a necessity. In this case, removing myself from the university helped with my depression, which was growing to a dangerous level, but it also helped me figure out what I really want to do with my life. It’s never easy making these kinds of decisions, but in the long run they help guide us to the path we’re supposed to be on, so for that, I’m thankful.