Closing Time
I'M DONE W/ MY CO-OP!!!!!
I SEE MY FAMILY (SISTER) TONIGHT!!!!
I SEE TODD TOMORROW!!!!
I got to see Becky tonight! Wendy and Becky just left me. Becky just got home from Tech, so she brought pizza down so she could hang out with Wendy and I while we packed. Wendy is actually completely moved into the other apartment, now. I...have a lot more packing to do...I somehow ended up having a TON of stuff even though I try not to keep things I don't use. Becky left to see her beau. Wendy left cuz she's gonna sleep in her new apt tonight so my parents can have a real bed (since they, for some reason, won't let me give up mine) to sleep in and she left early so she wouldn't distract me as I pack. We both cried. It's so weird. We seemed so different when I first moved in. We are different, but it's SIMILAR to my relationship to Cara: we're very different, but we have some similarities, and we understand and accept that we're different and that that can work - even to our benefit. Things aren't always perfect with Wendy and I - since I prefer that people do their dishes - but I think it says a lot that we could be roommates that hang out w/ each other after work and work in THE SAME OFFICE everday for a year. I really didn't expect Wendy to really care when I left, though. I mean, we had a lot of fun, and it seemed like we could open up about stuff, but for some reason, I had myself pegged as "not her friend type." I don't know. I think we both helped each other learn more about ourselves. Anyway. She gave me a book on how women can live "charmed" lives, since we've watched a cute-but-silly show called Charmed religiously for a while now as we eat dinner. She just left, and I'm still crying. She was crying as she left. Wendy never cries. Well, obviously she does, but she rarely cries. It's weird how it always surprises me so much when people say I mean a lot to them. I think I still have it in my head that I will never fit in, which I might not, and that that means that I will have very few people who will care about me. I guess it doesn't really matter if only a couple people care, as long as they genuinely care, but I've always liked the idea of caring about lots of people. I mean, I do care about a lot of people, but I don't always get to hang out with all of them. There's not enough time in the day or enough mile allowance on my car to do that.
K, I'm babbling when I should be packing. Adios.
I SEE MY FAMILY (SISTER) TONIGHT!!!!
I SEE TODD TOMORROW!!!!
I got to see Becky tonight! Wendy and Becky just left me. Becky just got home from Tech, so she brought pizza down so she could hang out with Wendy and I while we packed. Wendy is actually completely moved into the other apartment, now. I...have a lot more packing to do...I somehow ended up having a TON of stuff even though I try not to keep things I don't use. Becky left to see her beau. Wendy left cuz she's gonna sleep in her new apt tonight so my parents can have a real bed (since they, for some reason, won't let me give up mine) to sleep in and she left early so she wouldn't distract me as I pack. We both cried. It's so weird. We seemed so different when I first moved in. We are different, but it's SIMILAR to my relationship to Cara: we're very different, but we have some similarities, and we understand and accept that we're different and that that can work - even to our benefit. Things aren't always perfect with Wendy and I - since I prefer that people do their dishes - but I think it says a lot that we could be roommates that hang out w/ each other after work and work in THE SAME OFFICE everday for a year. I really didn't expect Wendy to really care when I left, though. I mean, we had a lot of fun, and it seemed like we could open up about stuff, but for some reason, I had myself pegged as "not her friend type." I don't know. I think we both helped each other learn more about ourselves. Anyway. She gave me a book on how women can live "charmed" lives, since we've watched a cute-but-silly show called Charmed religiously for a while now as we eat dinner. She just left, and I'm still crying. She was crying as she left. Wendy never cries. Well, obviously she does, but she rarely cries. It's weird how it always surprises me so much when people say I mean a lot to them. I think I still have it in my head that I will never fit in, which I might not, and that that means that I will have very few people who will care about me. I guess it doesn't really matter if only a couple people care, as long as they genuinely care, but I've always liked the idea of caring about lots of people. I mean, I do care about a lot of people, but I don't always get to hang out with all of them. There's not enough time in the day or enough mile allowance on my car to do that.
K, I'm babbling when I should be packing. Adios.