Why isn't it May yet?
It's always a little hard to see T leave. It's weird, because I always force myself to be really happy to keep from feeling so lonely. It was especially hard this time, since I can't say that the next time I see him won't be sometime in the fall. L.A apartments are too expensive.
I spent most of this sunny beautiful day playing with my new X-Men Legends game. I went to a talk and that cheered me up a bit. Then I got a bill, which effectively cancels out what I was saving up for(see above). This is so nerve wracking.
In good news, people seem to like our gallery show. My photographs are being praised as well as some of my interesting sculptures. So, yeah. That's awesome. I also sent a self-nom in for House President. That sounds like a good time.
This weekend was interesting to say the least. Saturday was pretty horrible, because R, K and I had to install our show in seven hours. At one point I was using a pair of scissors to hammer in thumbtacks. When T came in from Boston I was tired, cranky, and it wasn't very pretty. I had to reign in my desire to scream out my frustrations about everything, and it worked even if I was somewhat...silent.
Sunday involved us sitting around, which made me feel better, but I always feel so sad the day before he goes. Dinner was awesome though, and we got to just sit and talk about stuff. Our conversation cemented something in my brain. Which I will not share with the class.
Anyhow, today was sunny and now I'm tired and should go to bed before I become alert again and realize how lonely I feel.
I spent most of this sunny beautiful day playing with my new X-Men Legends game. I went to a talk and that cheered me up a bit. Then I got a bill, which effectively cancels out what I was saving up for(see above). This is so nerve wracking.
In good news, people seem to like our gallery show. My photographs are being praised as well as some of my interesting sculptures. So, yeah. That's awesome. I also sent a self-nom in for House President. That sounds like a good time.
This weekend was interesting to say the least. Saturday was pretty horrible, because R, K and I had to install our show in seven hours. At one point I was using a pair of scissors to hammer in thumbtacks. When T came in from Boston I was tired, cranky, and it wasn't very pretty. I had to reign in my desire to scream out my frustrations about everything, and it worked even if I was somewhat...silent.
Sunday involved us sitting around, which made me feel better, but I always feel so sad the day before he goes. Dinner was awesome though, and we got to just sit and talk about stuff. Our conversation cemented something in my brain. Which I will not share with the class.
Anyhow, today was sunny and now I'm tired and should go to bed before I become alert again and realize how lonely I feel.