I'm going to be actually living alone when this weekend hits. Only for three weeks or so, but still. I went from living at home, to living in a dorm residence, to a shared dorm apartment, to an apartment with my mum (okay I was briefly alone here but it didn't feel like it because we were students with so much time to spare so I was either always hanging with someone somewhere or someone came over to hang and occasionally sleep over), to another apartment (parents / boy were around), to provided shared accomodations, to a shared basement suite, to my parent's/brother's, and back to this apartment (parents/friend)... My friend is leaving for a school thing to some super rural area. I'm pretty sure I'll be fine, and a friend might visit me shortly after anyway (maybe like two weeks) so it'll be like a holiday I went back to my hometown for or something. It's just the whole idea of it is a little weird because I've never really actually lived alone. There's much less gloom and doom now, I heard back from not one, but TWO places! Still have interviews coming up, but I'm feeling pretty good about getting hired. I also feel less money stressed because I dipped into my savings for some more spending money. I mean, I'm not really stressed for money at all. I just keep a certain amount in my chequing and savings and I try super hard not to go below those. Listening to rap music just doesn't do much for me. I zone out way too easily and missing all the lyrics in a rap song just makes me go why do I even bother listening to it anyway... I guess I like more lyrical things. I did pull out my Spanish books, haven't opened them though. Haven't picked a programming language yet but I'm thinking I'll probably just expand on Python first because I learned a bit of it in school. There's an online course I enrolled for that is Python stuff I guess. Haven't restrung my zither to play yet... And... darn I forget oh wait right library books. My 1984 expired so I'm on hold for that again, whooops. Otherwise I have Perks of Being a Wallflower out and I thought I wouldn't be that into it at first but I did more reading yesterday night and it just kind of draws you in. I'm starting to really want to write a book and get published one day. Just cause. Why not? Man, I should keep a list of interesting facts about myself on hand. When asked on the spot, I can think of absolutely nothing. But after looking back (of course, ugh hindsight), I realize some more interesting things. - I have 36...er, had... now I have 35 cousins. - I can play a Chinese zither (I mean technically I guess I can play three instruments, four if you count a recorder... LOL. Hey omg if I pick up the ocarina too... As even more of an aside, I would also love to play a clarinet again. The piano is the other instrument, just fyi). - I have had something published before (I got published for a six word memoir! I think I have the book somewhere I think I will go dig through my two boxes of books after this.) - I really like reading, this includes not just books and magazines and articles and whatever but like setup manuals and instruction booklets for board games or whatever. - I developed a dislike and slight fear of that falling feeling where your stomach feels like it rises, buutttt I've rapelled down a waterfall before! - I've also seen the northern lights! That's all I've got for now. Other updates in my life... I won advance screening tickets for Me Before You so I saw that yesterday. It was... okay. I'm much too cynical for RomComs now. And I'm pretty sure the crying I did wasn't exactly what they intended. What else... Sleeping in an actual bed is the best thing everrrrr. I discovered a bubble tea place I'll probably like a lot and they opened a location nearby. Oh I predered HP ant the Cursed Child. And if possible will try and go to Chapters when they're open at midnight. CAUSE WHY NOT.
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