Summer

I'm on sertraline now, a.k.a. generic brand Zoloft. I have my job back. I'm driving better than ever. This is a good start to summer, I suppose.

A change of pace

I'm friends on Facebook with a girl who lives in New York City and is a model. Sometimes I check out her page and her friends just to see what it's like for them to live there. It's so completely opposite of where I am now, and sometimes I just want to be a cliche and be some blonde outgoing twenty-something who moves to NYC and just has a blast all the time. I mean, I know they don't party all the time, but it is just a completely different world. It looks fascinating. I am just envious of those fashionable and successful and happy girls who aren't even ten years older than me. I'm excited to get older (to an extent), but I'm also worried that when I do, I won't end up being the way I wanted to.

Packing Up

I'm going home in 3 days? What? Are you kidding me?

I'm done with three out of four finals for the year, which is great. I spent a lot of time today packing up my room because my family is coming to take most of my stuff home tomorrow afternoon. My posters are down and my clothes are in bins and it's weird. I'm sure it'll be weirder once all of Sarah's things are gone and the TV and all my bins are gone too. I'm still here til Tuesday, though. Getting all of my stuff in these containers is sort of hard and I have already thrown out four pairs of shoes that I never ended up wearing while I was here. That's one of the good things about having to pack and un-pack all this stuff several times- I find out what I never use, and I'm sure I'll get rid of a ton of clothing and other items once I get home. It'll be nice.

I am maybe going to stay at UMBC for a few days next weekend. That would be really awesome.

Time to take some time to relax...

American Apparel

OH NO American Apparel is sucking me into its website and I just want to buy a lot of things now. It is a good thing that they are mildly out of my price range (that I am willing to spend, plus shipping) so I am just compiling a wish list that will never be given to anyone instead. I mean, once you get past the soft-core porn stuff, they have some really cute things. Man, the way that I would dress if I had money is so different from how I dress now. I also need some sort of cute fashionable friend to be like "oh girlfriend, wear this!" Basically I want to live inside a Style network TV show. I totally dig it. I am ridiculously excited to one day be able to get rid of the clothes I've had forever and get a new wardrobe and look classy EVERY GODDAMN DAY.

I actually just went through almost their entire website and only put 3 things on my wish list: a skirt, tights, and legwarmers. I'd buy them, but unfortunately all together it'd cost $67... minus shipping...

Man, I have got to find legwarmers somewhere else. These ones were not even that fabulous and I would rather wait to find a better pair. But I hella dig the skirt and the tights :(

I Feel It All

I REALLY LIKE FEIST.

And I always spell her name wrong the first time I type it, like "Fiest," because I want to type "Fiesta." She is kind of like a party in my ears when I listen to her. She is currently providing me with some pretty chill music for 10:45 on a Sunday night when I am feeling all freshly showered and happy because my laundry is in the dryer, and my favorite cardigan is drying. Oh how I have missed it for the past couple of days. But I refused to get it out of the dirty laundry even though I have been known to do that.

So hey, I'm all done with my classes for my freshman year of college. It feels kind of weird, like it hasn't been a full school year. Which I guess it hasn't been, at least not compared to high school... but it's also just a completely different time-frame-feeling with living here and all.

It's weird to think that in a week and several days I will be moved out of this room that I have grown to love. It really doesn't feel like I've been here for 8 months, and that I will never live in this room again. I know it isn't really a big deal; people move, people get different dorm rooms every year. But it's weird. This is home, and it'll be weird to leave this "home" for  4 months and then come back and be living somewhere else. I dunno. It's just especially weird because it's the first year, probably.

Also, 46 days until I leave for Stratford-upon-Avon. Just sayin'.