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New year(I'm only 12 days late). New semester. Same life, same distractions, same hangups. I used to get really excited at the end of the year, because I always felt that the next year would somehow be better, that I would somehow solve every problem that I ever had in the next year and end up being a fabulously happy person. Then I could look back on all those sad times and laugh at how silly I was back then. I still laugh at myself, but I still have some of the same situations. Can't win 'em all, I guess.
I'm not dreading this semester as much as I normally would. I am in all art-related classes, so I hope that it will spark my creative engine just a bit more. I have to blame most of this lack of creativity on laziness. I spend most of my days playing games and things that doing things that don't involve a speck of anything artistic. So I guess I can't blame my muse on this one.
My roommate(Megan) brought a cat home with her. I am allergic to cats. Her cat has long hair and roams freely around the apartment. I have barricaded myself in my room. After no more than five minutes of being in her room, my throat started to close up. This is going to be quite interesting. I wouldn't have so much of a problem if she kept the cat in her room since she's well aware that I'm allergic. Hell, I keep Ed in my room alot since I know that Jaisea(my other roommate) is a little bit afraid of dogs. And as cute as that kitten is, I'm going to have to shave it bald if I want to be able to venture out into my apartment.
I sent Alison some christmas presents for her and her baby, but she is flaking off again and ceasing to exist in my world. In fact, her presents got sent back because she never picked them up from the post office. I called her brother to ask about her, but Chris never knows anything. I suppose if this kind of thing hadn't happened 20 million times before, I would be worried, but now I'm just highly annoyed.
But on a positive note, I am now 21 and legal. Whee-oh. I even remember my birthday with perfect clarity. That's more than I can say of most people I know. A friend of mine was telling me that all he remembered of his 21st was going to a bar and waking up in a car somewhere, which to me, is more than a little frightening. Happy late New Years everyone. :)
I'm not dreading this semester as much as I normally would. I am in all art-related classes, so I hope that it will spark my creative engine just a bit more. I have to blame most of this lack of creativity on laziness. I spend most of my days playing games and things that doing things that don't involve a speck of anything artistic. So I guess I can't blame my muse on this one.
My roommate(Megan) brought a cat home with her. I am allergic to cats. Her cat has long hair and roams freely around the apartment. I have barricaded myself in my room. After no more than five minutes of being in her room, my throat started to close up. This is going to be quite interesting. I wouldn't have so much of a problem if she kept the cat in her room since she's well aware that I'm allergic. Hell, I keep Ed in my room alot since I know that Jaisea(my other roommate) is a little bit afraid of dogs. And as cute as that kitten is, I'm going to have to shave it bald if I want to be able to venture out into my apartment.
I sent Alison some christmas presents for her and her baby, but she is flaking off again and ceasing to exist in my world. In fact, her presents got sent back because she never picked them up from the post office. I called her brother to ask about her, but Chris never knows anything. I suppose if this kind of thing hadn't happened 20 million times before, I would be worried, but now I'm just highly annoyed.
But on a positive note, I am now 21 and legal. Whee-oh. I even remember my birthday with perfect clarity. That's more than I can say of most people I know. A friend of mine was telling me that all he remembered of his 21st was going to a bar and waking up in a car somewhere, which to me, is more than a little frightening. Happy late New Years everyone. :)