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Holy shit.
Tomorrow, I get the keys to my apartment.
Well, mine and Alex's. I hope that works out. We'll have practically no privacy-- it's a studio-- but neither of us care. We're going in the right direction. Maybe when I'm back from Turkey, a larger group of us can get a place, because the lease will most likely be up by then. I think it will be easier once we've already moved out, to move to another place, than it was to make the initial jump. Ah, I'm failing at being coherent.
Sleep schedule is not more consistent, but I kind of expected that. If it weren't for the fact that its goddamn cold at night, I'd be perfectly fine with the fact that I don't seem able to get to bed before at least three in the morning.
I'm excited, but I wish Dorian would call. I realise this is highly improbable, but I still want it. I completely missed his call, and by the time I noticed... It was an hour past. Considering that I'd been looking forward to cuddling up next to him tonight, and that didn't work out, I at least wanted to talk to him. Myeh. Anyway.
I just...aagh. I can't sleep. I heard the low for tonight is 2˚C. Colder weather is awesome, but no matter how warm I dress, somehow recently I can't keep warm. This coming from someone who's run around for a good half-hour, barefoot in the snow (well, my feet went numb after the first five minutes, so it really wasn't all that bad...). My laptop, which usually ends up feeling ridiculously HOT, is comfortably warming my lap right now. I'm kinda pretending its a cat. I miss my cats. ;_; But they're at my parent's house, and I'm not. I can get very attached to cats... Leaving Shatow behind was the only part about moving south that I actually teared up (okay, I might have cried a bit) about. I wonder how that kitty is doing, he was an older cat when I knew him, so he's probably gone by now.
Well, aren't I just a ray of sunshine? And this post started out all cheerful and excited, too, lol.
I recently found a friend on Myspace who got pregnant and ran off with her boyfriend on a bus. Apparently they're actually doing well o.O Funny how things work out like that. I'm hoping that I'll be able to live life with the same spontaneity and ferocity and risk-taking as she has, and come out well in the end. I wouldn't mind skipping the whole preggo part, though, haha.
I think... I think part of what's done it for her is her open mind. She's always been one to show me new ideas, and to prove by example that one can accept a person for who they are, but not agree with them. I can't say she's had much of a direct influence in my life anymore, but I definitely (still) look up to her. It's just bizarre.
As I always seem to say, I shall ramble more later.
Tomorrow, I get the keys to my apartment.
Well, mine and Alex's. I hope that works out. We'll have practically no privacy-- it's a studio-- but neither of us care. We're going in the right direction. Maybe when I'm back from Turkey, a larger group of us can get a place, because the lease will most likely be up by then. I think it will be easier once we've already moved out, to move to another place, than it was to make the initial jump. Ah, I'm failing at being coherent.
Sleep schedule is not more consistent, but I kind of expected that. If it weren't for the fact that its goddamn cold at night, I'd be perfectly fine with the fact that I don't seem able to get to bed before at least three in the morning.
I'm excited, but I wish Dorian would call. I realise this is highly improbable, but I still want it. I completely missed his call, and by the time I noticed... It was an hour past. Considering that I'd been looking forward to cuddling up next to him tonight, and that didn't work out, I at least wanted to talk to him. Myeh. Anyway.
I just...aagh. I can't sleep. I heard the low for tonight is 2˚C. Colder weather is awesome, but no matter how warm I dress, somehow recently I can't keep warm. This coming from someone who's run around for a good half-hour, barefoot in the snow (well, my feet went numb after the first five minutes, so it really wasn't all that bad...). My laptop, which usually ends up feeling ridiculously HOT, is comfortably warming my lap right now. I'm kinda pretending its a cat. I miss my cats. ;_; But they're at my parent's house, and I'm not. I can get very attached to cats... Leaving Shatow behind was the only part about moving south that I actually teared up (okay, I might have cried a bit) about. I wonder how that kitty is doing, he was an older cat when I knew him, so he's probably gone by now.
Well, aren't I just a ray of sunshine? And this post started out all cheerful and excited, too, lol.
I recently found a friend on Myspace who got pregnant and ran off with her boyfriend on a bus. Apparently they're actually doing well o.O Funny how things work out like that. I'm hoping that I'll be able to live life with the same spontaneity and ferocity and risk-taking as she has, and come out well in the end. I wouldn't mind skipping the whole preggo part, though, haha.
I think... I think part of what's done it for her is her open mind. She's always been one to show me new ideas, and to prove by example that one can accept a person for who they are, but not agree with them. I can't say she's had much of a direct influence in my life anymore, but I definitely (still) look up to her. It's just bizarre.
As I always seem to say, I shall ramble more later.