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Ok...so I am almost done moving. This is good...I am tired of trapsing from one building to the other. Yesterday I spent too much time talking to various people rather than actually handling my business. I'm noticing that this is becoming a serious problem. I am soooo not focused. Definately not a grown up quality.
But I really enjoyed bonding with my new flatmate. She is really cool. The opposite of my by all means, but I enjoyed her very much. She is sort of like the neo-Daria personality. She also classified herself as a recovering gothic. Well, she is definately the nicest gothic girl I have ever encountered. She says she is a little anti-social. I didn't get those vibes from her. She's probably more intimidated by being around lots of people. It stems from a fear of rejection. I understand that very well.
She also told me that she is child of drug using hippies. I laughed...she was deadly serious. Whats interesting is that she physically appears to be about 27, but she will only be 22 on wednesday. I am definately intrigued by this young woman...and I anticipate seeing how this semester will turn out. I am just sooo glad that she is no Daria.
Is it retarted that I am glued to the radio...I really want to know the results of the Michael Jackson trial. Yea...lol, pathetic. Thats the only reason why I am really writing right now...to keep myself from leaving the bedroom. And I am so incredibly tired of this Mariah Carey song.
Last night I dreamed that my dreadlocks turned into a huge afro. I also dreamed that I was fired from my job. I am scared about that...drastically. I dreamed that my boss gave me a promotion, a hundred dollar bill and then fired me. My boss is so intriguing to me. He's sweet, friendly and soft spoken. But he is also about 6'5 and 350 pounds. Interacting with him is a strange juxtoposition. He also has a million piercings. Its something about him thats soo attractive. Perhaps because he is so hella nice and friendly. He's only 24. I heard a rumor that he has two children. LOl...why the heck am I gossiping on live journal.
Its time for me to sign off. Goodbye!!!
But I really enjoyed bonding with my new flatmate. She is really cool. The opposite of my by all means, but I enjoyed her very much. She is sort of like the neo-Daria personality. She also classified herself as a recovering gothic. Well, she is definately the nicest gothic girl I have ever encountered. She says she is a little anti-social. I didn't get those vibes from her. She's probably more intimidated by being around lots of people. It stems from a fear of rejection. I understand that very well.
She also told me that she is child of drug using hippies. I laughed...she was deadly serious. Whats interesting is that she physically appears to be about 27, but she will only be 22 on wednesday. I am definately intrigued by this young woman...and I anticipate seeing how this semester will turn out. I am just sooo glad that she is no Daria.
Is it retarted that I am glued to the radio...I really want to know the results of the Michael Jackson trial. Yea...lol, pathetic. Thats the only reason why I am really writing right now...to keep myself from leaving the bedroom. And I am so incredibly tired of this Mariah Carey song.
Last night I dreamed that my dreadlocks turned into a huge afro. I also dreamed that I was fired from my job. I am scared about that...drastically. I dreamed that my boss gave me a promotion, a hundred dollar bill and then fired me. My boss is so intriguing to me. He's sweet, friendly and soft spoken. But he is also about 6'5 and 350 pounds. Interacting with him is a strange juxtoposition. He also has a million piercings. Its something about him thats soo attractive. Perhaps because he is so hella nice and friendly. He's only 24. I heard a rumor that he has two children. LOl...why the heck am I gossiping on live journal.
Its time for me to sign off. Goodbye!!!