Finally posting

[eveanyn]

Okay, so this is basically the first time that I've had time in a very long time (trying to see how many times I can use the word time in one sentence ... time.) that I've had any free time on my hands. Okay, so I could be studying for my last exam tomorrow, but I don't really want to, and I know that I really won't anyway. So I guess I can do some major updating. Just found an apartment today that my sister and I are going to live in next year. Yesterday I chopped off a good nine inches of my hair, and so it's super-extremely short. I like it, but I miss my old hair. Ah, yes, and the big news ... I'm joining the Army Reserves this summer. After I go to Italy. I can't afford Italy, but I think some of my family is helping me pay anyway. So .... yeah. I really don't know what else to put in here right now. My exams are going okay, though I'm afraid about math. I'm excited about thursday at Linya's. And I have to move out on Friday, but I don't have anything to pack my stuff in, and I don't have a vehicle to pack it in. This is why I love my parents so much. Oy, vey. I shouldn't really kill anyone until I can find somewhere to stash the body and get away with it. I told myself that when my roommate took home the fridge today. :| I was the only one with food in it, but what will keep me alive for the next few days apparently isn't important to her, because why the hell should she care if I eat or not? Argh. Yes, this is my life right now, and I must say I can't wait to live anywhere but the dorms, though barracks aren't going to be that much better. And I want to frickin find some guy and just make out with him. I haven't had a boyfriend or even a frickin DATE since December, and it bothers me. I haven't even been flirted with, which really bothers me. I'm not an ugly girl. I'm nowhere near dead sexy, but I'm not completely unattractive, yet I NEVER get hit on. EVER. No matter where I go, and who I'm with, I don't get hit on. This is why I'm going to love Italy. All the men hit on women, and call them flowery, beautiful names for "Hi, you're sexy, and I want to get in your pants." Of course, I'm going to be there with family, so it won't be that cool of a time, but meh, if I want to get hit on, then dammit, I want to get hit on by a hott Italian guy. Maybe I'll even bring him home.
Oh, yeah. I might be getting a cat in January or so. After I get home from basic training. Fun stuff, indeed. :)