If I didn't know that was Steven Tyler, I'd swear it was Gackt.
I am in America.
Everything is wonderful. I didn't realize how right it would feel, but there isn't the slightest bit of doubt in my mind that it was the right thing to do, and that's honestly pretty surprising for me. However, I haven't spoken to my father for two weeks and my cellphone ran its batteries down a week ago and I've been too scared to turn it back on. >_>;
I signed up for classes - I'm attending North Seattle Community College, if anybody's in the area - and the quarter starts next Monday, April 4th. I'm taking 20th Century American history, oil painting, jazz dance and a stupid, pointless class that is some kind of "intro to American culture". Despite virtually being American already, since I enrolled as an International student I have to pay to take this class and there is no way to get out of it. I'm trying not to be too bitter about it. It's only 2 credits, so at least it won't take up too much of my life. So that's 14 credits this quarter. I'm looking forward to history so much. The professor is apparently a first order bamf. Also I might be able to get work as an English tutor at the college, though I haven't heard back from the dude yet so more on that later, I guess.
All things considered, my anxiety/paranoia has actually been surprisingly good. But now I have health insurance so in the next couple of weeks I'll be able to see a doctor and get some medication prescribed. I'm so overdue for it it is beyond not funny. I didn't trust English doctors anyway. Even if I have been feeling better than usual, that's not saying much. Plus my body seems to have decided that dizziness is absolutely in fashion, so for the last few weeks whenever something's triggered me I suddenly get VERY dizzy and have to sit down or just trip over everything. I really need to do laundry because there's a whole bunch of clothes that smell strongly of my room in England and going near them makes me feel like I'm going to black out.
Other news:
- My art has improved.
- I got a chubby little Goblin bobblehead and he sits next to my Tony bobblehead and just looking at them cheers me up immediately. Pictures when I can work up the courage to turn my phone back on.
- I need a haircut so badly. Someone please remind me to get a haircut.
Everything is wonderful. I didn't realize how right it would feel, but there isn't the slightest bit of doubt in my mind that it was the right thing to do, and that's honestly pretty surprising for me. However, I haven't spoken to my father for two weeks and my cellphone ran its batteries down a week ago and I've been too scared to turn it back on. >_>;
I signed up for classes - I'm attending North Seattle Community College, if anybody's in the area - and the quarter starts next Monday, April 4th. I'm taking 20th Century American history, oil painting, jazz dance and a stupid, pointless class that is some kind of "intro to American culture". Despite virtually being American already, since I enrolled as an International student I have to pay to take this class and there is no way to get out of it. I'm trying not to be too bitter about it. It's only 2 credits, so at least it won't take up too much of my life. So that's 14 credits this quarter. I'm looking forward to history so much. The professor is apparently a first order bamf. Also I might be able to get work as an English tutor at the college, though I haven't heard back from the dude yet so more on that later, I guess.
All things considered, my anxiety/paranoia has actually been surprisingly good. But now I have health insurance so in the next couple of weeks I'll be able to see a doctor and get some medication prescribed. I'm so overdue for it it is beyond not funny. I didn't trust English doctors anyway. Even if I have been feeling better than usual, that's not saying much. Plus my body seems to have decided that dizziness is absolutely in fashion, so for the last few weeks whenever something's triggered me I suddenly get VERY dizzy and have to sit down or just trip over everything. I really need to do laundry because there's a whole bunch of clothes that smell strongly of my room in England and going near them makes me feel like I'm going to black out.
Other news:
- My art has improved.
- I got a chubby little Goblin bobblehead and he sits next to my Tony bobblehead and just looking at them cheers me up immediately. Pictures when I can work up the courage to turn my phone back on.
- I need a haircut so badly. Someone please remind me to get a haircut.