So I have been on summer vacation officially since Monday at noonish. Sadly it has yet to feel like it. All day (for the past few days) I have been running errands, getting all my shit together to leave on Saturday (oh yeah, I am not leaving a day early to go to Dallas). Before I leave I need to pack up most of my apartment too. Oh & to make my week even more stressful, the fucking travel agency misspelled my name on my ticket! Seriously. The lady told me it shouldn't be that big of a deal, but I believe it might be since I am on an international flight & my fucking name on the ticket doesn't match the name on the passport!
My nights have been filled with sitting on the couch. I have yet to see any of my friends & to go get trashed at bars.
I had thought about getting together a sort of going away thing, but alas, I have not. Maybe we could all go to the gay bar tomorrow night? That would be fun.
I wish I didn't have to do anything else today & could just sit at home. I need to clean. But I also need to go the bank to get some Euro's, go by Armadillo Camera, I am doing some more work for Study Breaks magazine so I have to do that, but that gives me money.
Oh yes. I believe we (me, Skot, & my current roommate Khim who actually doesn't live with me) have found a place to live. That is exciting news I do believe. But it is close to school which is great.
Speaking of great, Skot just showed me a Hello Kitty bicycle which will be in my possession by the end of summer.