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It has been over a month since my last post, and in that time many eventful, noteworthy events have transpired.
I've gone to several Austin Poetry Slam events with Lindsey, went to Barton Springs to finally enjoy the sun, went to Colorado with Owen's family to remember him, Liza spent a weekend in Georgetown, Walker left for France, I had a failed attempt with a new boy, turned another boy down, gone to dinner with John, had a party in honor of Joseph Laxson where several of his friends from Tyler came and slept in my house without my knowledge, finished Harry Potter and several other books, went to a party at Sarah's in Austin with Ana and Deanna where there were many 'group hugs' with some girl named Buffy who painted on my arm - but we left when the Red Rover action started, I hang out a lot with Dylan, Jo, and Nick, and I moved into Walker's apartment - which feels like a strange hybrid between our two selves right now - his furniture, my things, our cat.
I'm getting tired of Georgetown, and the same routine. I work almost every night, my body is tired, no matter how much sleep I get. I enjoy the people I work with, although, everyday it's the same small talk and gossip. Jo started working at Wildfire, so that's been nice to have another friend around to complain with about the horrible management, rude customers, and lack of money. I have a little over two more weeks at Wildfire, and then I'm finally done. I won't be sad to leave, it's been a decent job, but I'm in tire need of variety.
I don't do anything anymore. Without Walker here, without people constantly around, and in this different apartment, I feel like I lost all my fun. I'm ready for a change, and I'm worried that I won't be able to take these last few weeks of isolation because it's becoming too lonely for me.
The cat is loving, and without her, I don't know what I'd do. That's sad.
I leave for Germany on September 1st, and I cannot wait to be removed.
I've gone to several Austin Poetry Slam events with Lindsey, went to Barton Springs to finally enjoy the sun, went to Colorado with Owen's family to remember him, Liza spent a weekend in Georgetown, Walker left for France, I had a failed attempt with a new boy, turned another boy down, gone to dinner with John, had a party in honor of Joseph Laxson where several of his friends from Tyler came and slept in my house without my knowledge, finished Harry Potter and several other books, went to a party at Sarah's in Austin with Ana and Deanna where there were many 'group hugs' with some girl named Buffy who painted on my arm - but we left when the Red Rover action started, I hang out a lot with Dylan, Jo, and Nick, and I moved into Walker's apartment - which feels like a strange hybrid between our two selves right now - his furniture, my things, our cat.
I'm getting tired of Georgetown, and the same routine. I work almost every night, my body is tired, no matter how much sleep I get. I enjoy the people I work with, although, everyday it's the same small talk and gossip. Jo started working at Wildfire, so that's been nice to have another friend around to complain with about the horrible management, rude customers, and lack of money. I have a little over two more weeks at Wildfire, and then I'm finally done. I won't be sad to leave, it's been a decent job, but I'm in tire need of variety.
I don't do anything anymore. Without Walker here, without people constantly around, and in this different apartment, I feel like I lost all my fun. I'm ready for a change, and I'm worried that I won't be able to take these last few weeks of isolation because it's becoming too lonely for me.
The cat is loving, and without her, I don't know what I'd do. That's sad.
I leave for Germany on September 1st, and I cannot wait to be removed.