Rambles.....
I am so bad at keeping this journal updated. Nothing much has been going on, just the usual. Work has been extreme the past few weeks. So many things due and such short deadlines to get them done before. Hopefully it will slow down before school starts back but then again the money is greatly needed.
Starting on Sunday people will be coming back to Savannah and it will be so nice. Sunday is when Lark is coming back and then on Wednesday Tara and her mom will be arriving. I am so glad that everyone is starting to come back to Savannah. I know that I have missed everyone, I hope they are excited as well about coming back. It will be nice to hang out with Lark at her new house. Her and I only live five blocks away from each other, so I'm sure we will be seeing each other often. Plus Marissa will be living there with Lark at some point and it will be nice to see her again. I have not heard anything from her since she was down and we got drunk together, fun times. I know that there are going to be tense moments when everyone gets back, some things have happened that still have to be resolved but I hope that it will all work out. I was so worried that this was going to happen and it did. I just wish it didn't have to be like this and that everyone could get along. I want to call and talk to them but I just don't know how they are going to react. I still want to be friends and have good times like we did before they left. I DIDN'T WANT IT TO GET TO THIS POINT!
Five thirty in the morning is not a good time to have to get up but that is what I have been doing so I have been exhausted by the evening. Thunderstorms are occuring on an almost daily basis. So you have to be prepared to sweat like never before in the daytime and then get soaked by the rain in the evening. It is refreshing though to know that it will cool off in the evening a little bit. It is so unbearable out there though, I couldn't imagine having to have an outside job.
I start to move in to my apartment on the last Monday in this month. I am excited because I will be on the bottom floor and no neighbors in same building to bother me. I can come and go as I please and not bother anyone. Also if I still have Roeco then, I will not have to worry about her bothering people or her barking to wake anyone up. Plus the walking up and down the two flights of steps to let her outside will be over. I can just open the door and she can go outside herself. The neighborhood is nice and the landlords are actually professors at SCAD. The teach Graphic Design classes and I have one of them as a professor next quarter. I am not sure if that is a plus or a minus having my landlord as a professor. I am sure it will be fine and at least I can knock on their door if I have questions about an assignment. My old apartment is slowly falling apart so I am glad that I am moving in the next couple of weeks. The other morning I got home and the glass out of the back door had fallen out, I have to call and get that fixed. I have been procrastinating about packing though. As much as I want to get it done and have everything ready to go. I know that I am going to wait until the last moment and have to hurry to get it all together. But that is how life works, rush...rush....rush.
Starting on Sunday people will be coming back to Savannah and it will be so nice. Sunday is when Lark is coming back and then on Wednesday Tara and her mom will be arriving. I am so glad that everyone is starting to come back to Savannah. I know that I have missed everyone, I hope they are excited as well about coming back. It will be nice to hang out with Lark at her new house. Her and I only live five blocks away from each other, so I'm sure we will be seeing each other often. Plus Marissa will be living there with Lark at some point and it will be nice to see her again. I have not heard anything from her since she was down and we got drunk together, fun times. I know that there are going to be tense moments when everyone gets back, some things have happened that still have to be resolved but I hope that it will all work out. I was so worried that this was going to happen and it did. I just wish it didn't have to be like this and that everyone could get along. I want to call and talk to them but I just don't know how they are going to react. I still want to be friends and have good times like we did before they left. I DIDN'T WANT IT TO GET TO THIS POINT!
Five thirty in the morning is not a good time to have to get up but that is what I have been doing so I have been exhausted by the evening. Thunderstorms are occuring on an almost daily basis. So you have to be prepared to sweat like never before in the daytime and then get soaked by the rain in the evening. It is refreshing though to know that it will cool off in the evening a little bit. It is so unbearable out there though, I couldn't imagine having to have an outside job.
I start to move in to my apartment on the last Monday in this month. I am excited because I will be on the bottom floor and no neighbors in same building to bother me. I can come and go as I please and not bother anyone. Also if I still have Roeco then, I will not have to worry about her bothering people or her barking to wake anyone up. Plus the walking up and down the two flights of steps to let her outside will be over. I can just open the door and she can go outside herself. The neighborhood is nice and the landlords are actually professors at SCAD. The teach Graphic Design classes and I have one of them as a professor next quarter. I am not sure if that is a plus or a minus having my landlord as a professor. I am sure it will be fine and at least I can knock on their door if I have questions about an assignment. My old apartment is slowly falling apart so I am glad that I am moving in the next couple of weeks. The other morning I got home and the glass out of the back door had fallen out, I have to call and get that fixed. I have been procrastinating about packing though. As much as I want to get it done and have everything ready to go. I know that I am going to wait until the last moment and have to hurry to get it all together. But that is how life works, rush...rush....rush.