Moving On Out
I am v. happy. I have officially moved out of my old room! SQUEE! It's about bloody time, 'tis all I have to say. For all of those curious I really like my new roommate. I was kind of nervous because I wouldn't some random person I didn't know moving in with *me* on such short notice, but I had to get out.
So, I go to see the new roommate on Fri. and we're talking about times and arrangements and she has music playing in the background--and I know it, but I can't place it right off. So, most of you know mw, I stop and tilt my head and finally manage to place it. 'La Soldier' from one of the Sailor Moon musicals. Being me, of course, I have to comment. "I know this song. I have it on my computer."
Silence. She got the most interesting look on her face. I come in and we start talking about desks and I comment on her anime calendar and she asks if I've been to Anime Club yet.
No...of course I hadn't. Going somewhere without knowing *anyone* there? I like to know what kind of shite I get myself into *beforehand*.
*Glares at laughing frends*
Yes, I know it doesn't work, and I know I'm too sodding impulsive to plan everything out, but I can *try*
Anyway... I started moving in on Saturday and Laura (roommate) invites me to dinner and the mall with a few of her friends. Honestly, it rather felt like meeting Edmund's parents--I felt like I had to impress. I really liked her friends, though, (Mina and Heather) and we had fun. They didn't mock me for my accent, which I picked up after dinner. I did manage to drop it when we got to the mall. OOn the way back we talked about shows we watched as kids.
Okay creepy scale just went up. There's a mirror on my closet. It just fell straight down off the closet. It didn't crack or break, but the gypsy in me is FREAKING OUT--that alone wouldn't be enough to rattle me, but my black mirror cracked in moving. Aside from the fact that Da and Granny are going KILL me I can't help but think SOMETHING is going on tjhat was cushioned in blankets and yarn and I was v. careful with it. I've got to go talk to people right after this.
I've been feeling weird lately--Footballers Wive$ was last night and I couldn't stay awake for all of it and today after getting my Shamrock Shake and going to Aunt Mary's I fell asleep on her couch and woke up at 7:15. Butterfly if you read this don't freak out on me. I'm fine. I've just not been sleeping well. Catching up I suppose. Well, this is enough for now. G'night.
So, I go to see the new roommate on Fri. and we're talking about times and arrangements and she has music playing in the background--and I know it, but I can't place it right off. So, most of you know mw, I stop and tilt my head and finally manage to place it. 'La Soldier' from one of the Sailor Moon musicals. Being me, of course, I have to comment. "I know this song. I have it on my computer."
Silence. She got the most interesting look on her face. I come in and we start talking about desks and I comment on her anime calendar and she asks if I've been to Anime Club yet.
No...of course I hadn't. Going somewhere without knowing *anyone* there? I like to know what kind of shite I get myself into *beforehand*.
*Glares at laughing frends*
Yes, I know it doesn't work, and I know I'm too sodding impulsive to plan everything out, but I can *try*
Anyway... I started moving in on Saturday and Laura (roommate) invites me to dinner and the mall with a few of her friends. Honestly, it rather felt like meeting Edmund's parents--I felt like I had to impress. I really liked her friends, though, (Mina and Heather) and we had fun. They didn't mock me for my accent, which I picked up after dinner. I did manage to drop it when we got to the mall. OOn the way back we talked about shows we watched as kids.
Okay creepy scale just went up. There's a mirror on my closet. It just fell straight down off the closet. It didn't crack or break, but the gypsy in me is FREAKING OUT--that alone wouldn't be enough to rattle me, but my black mirror cracked in moving. Aside from the fact that Da and Granny are going KILL me I can't help but think SOMETHING is going on tjhat was cushioned in blankets and yarn and I was v. careful with it. I've got to go talk to people right after this.
I've been feeling weird lately--Footballers Wive$ was last night and I couldn't stay awake for all of it and today after getting my Shamrock Shake and going to Aunt Mary's I fell asleep on her couch and woke up at 7:15. Butterfly if you read this don't freak out on me. I'm fine. I've just not been sleeping well. Catching up I suppose. Well, this is enough for now. G'night.