i do love october
i'm officially ALL moved in. except for my black tights. where the hell did those go?
my room has character. i like it a lot. it doesnt have enough seating and some of the space is awkward b/c of the ceiling but its good.
my craigslist roommates dan and jimmy are pretty awesome. i lucked out. frankly if i knew them beforehand i probably would've considered living with them. the couch thing might've fallen in place too
classes are ok. my social life revolves around me practicing capoeira, and me sitting in my bedroom. on monday wednesdays michael has been kind enough to join my lunch break.
i joined the spanish club, capoeira club, am cochairing the spanish conversation group, and may or may not actively do stlf, depending on whether it feels like church retreat or not. i applied for a job at the daily but secretly i crossed my fingers not to get it because at the time i wanted to do waitressing. ironically, at the time my parents mailbox held my rejection letter as if they bribed the mailman to race the clock there, and my mom delivered it to me only asking one thing: that i dont put my job energy into a restaurant instead of something with journalism.
lame timing- i might've proofread.
angel's super excited that the lady behind the counter at the postal service told him packages are delivered within 4 days. i cant seem to convice him she's a liar. that'd be wonderful if she werent
if larry david were an animal, he'd for sure be a turtle
my room has character. i like it a lot. it doesnt have enough seating and some of the space is awkward b/c of the ceiling but its good.
my craigslist roommates dan and jimmy are pretty awesome. i lucked out. frankly if i knew them beforehand i probably would've considered living with them. the couch thing might've fallen in place too
classes are ok. my social life revolves around me practicing capoeira, and me sitting in my bedroom. on monday wednesdays michael has been kind enough to join my lunch break.
i joined the spanish club, capoeira club, am cochairing the spanish conversation group, and may or may not actively do stlf, depending on whether it feels like church retreat or not. i applied for a job at the daily but secretly i crossed my fingers not to get it because at the time i wanted to do waitressing. ironically, at the time my parents mailbox held my rejection letter as if they bribed the mailman to race the clock there, and my mom delivered it to me only asking one thing: that i dont put my job energy into a restaurant instead of something with journalism.
lame timing- i might've proofread.
angel's super excited that the lady behind the counter at the postal service told him packages are delivered within 4 days. i cant seem to convice him she's a liar. that'd be wonderful if she werent
if larry david were an animal, he'd for sure be a turtle