FEELING LIKE AN ADULT.
I have been applying to jobs like a crazy person. I am really hoping that all these applications (and the accompanying hand cramps) and follow-ups pay off in the near future.
Crossing my fingers.
Organizing my cubby hole of a room is becoming a bit of a pain, to say the least. The sheer amount of clothing and shoes I own is simply mind boggling. You never really realize how much crap you own until you have to move.
So many things to fold and stow away…
I just want to stay up and watch Scrubs. -___________-
Thus far, college has been an experience. A good one, for sure. I became fast friends with a group of people on my floor and we spend our nights inhabiting the lounge and nerding out and having conversations about food, culture, Tracy’s (possibly, possibly not) drunken musings, relationship dynamics, and whatever else comes to mind. Mostly nerding though.
I do not know how many times I have said this, but I seriously live in one of the loveliest places in the States. I love this place.
Earlier this week—or perhaps last week?—not sure as I am beginning to lose track of time. Anyway. Sometime ago, I received a text from Maddie saying: “Dis sounds weird, but since you have moved to Washington it seems as if you have grown lovelier. :D okay, done being creepy.” Not only was it an overall cute text (mostly because I can totally imagine the voice she would say that in), but I think it is pretty true.
I can honestly say that I have not felt this good in a long time. I feel lovelier. I really do. I don’t know why. All I do know is that I have not looked into the mirror and felt that sinking feeling in over a week now, which is damn good.
As much as I do love my home of southern California, I do feel a lot of negative vibes when I am there. There is always this feeling of extremely high expectations and this unreasonable standards that I always wanted / felt obligated to achieve.
Awhile ago I wrote about traveling and personal reinvention. Having moved to Seattle, I was given the chance to make changes. Granted, they were all small changes, but I still feel like they have made such a difference. My moving did not make me revert back to the Chicago shitstorm of 2009, which quite honestly, I was really afraid of that happening again.
Things have definitely started looking up again.
Thanks for being good to me thus far, Washington.
My parents left this morning, My mother didn’t start bawling and my dad didn’t get emotional, not like he ever does anyway. It went differently than I thought it would, but in a good way.
So I guess college is really starting now.
In other news, the majority of my floor is awesome and extremely friendly. The Girl From Down the Hall Lauren is officially my buddy. We have been dragging each other around on little adventures throughout the day which has been quite fun. We had a little floor pow wow in our lounge last night. Basically all of the guys showed up and none of the girls did, save Lauren and I. There were…interesting conversations. Everyone seemed to be quite lovely.
I am also officially registered for classes. I have Intro to Communications II, Film: Directors, and second year German. Fifteen units all-in-all. I am pretty pleased with that. I also find out that I get to register early next quarter because I am technically a sophomore. Win.
Awesome News of the Day: This Providence is playing UW’s welcome week! I was quite excited to find that out. :)
Less Awesome News of the Day: my roommate is somewhat questionable right now.
Considering going to gym right now. I’ll probably end up at the bookstore instead.
In other news: I am living in one of the most beautiful cities in the U.S. Gah, I love it here.