Sorry about my little freak out from last night, I was a little tired and feeling alone... Fixed that later on... :D
Today was pretty lame, lots of seminars and shit. Oops, apparently Kyle's roomie wants to watch midget porn on his computer, which I'm currently on... haha, I joke. But I do need to go find some food, so cheers, and with any luck I'll find time to post in a week or so. :D
i definitely love him... and i even told him, but he didn't realise it... sad
24.9.05
23.9.05
Today... yeah
I have no clue what's going on with me right now, but today has seemed off. I know that I wrote this morning and everything was rolling smoothly then, but somehow since then, it's been weird. I'm not sure what's going on with my interpersonal relations, but I seem to be doing a much better job of keeping up with people I don't really care about, and for you all who I do actually give a rat's ass over, my apologies if I've seemed as out of it as I think I have been.
Actually, most of you won't know what I'm talking about because I haven't SEEN most of you recently, and no worries, you'll get your fix of all things Meghan right here, but for the moment, this is what you're going to get:
WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!?!
I think I need to sleep. Cheers!
i really think I may have lost him, and i don't know what to do...
Actually, most of you won't know what I'm talking about because I haven't SEEN most of you recently, and no worries, you'll get your fix of all things Meghan right here, but for the moment, this is what you're going to get:
WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!?!
I think I need to sleep. Cheers!
i really think I may have lost him, and i don't know what to do...
I'm Here!!
Wow, I just accidentally deleted the whole long post I typed... grr... lemme try to re-create it.
Got here yesterday, all safe and sound. Unpacked the van, met my roomie (her name is Jessie; she's awesome), and basically got settled into my "new digs" (as my father called them). Wandered about, went to a mandatory hall meeting, and played a bit of pool.
mmm, I'm eating minty cookies, so the whole "big post getting deleted" thing is better.
Speaking of food... I have a tin of hummus in my fridge that could go to a certain boyo if he'd care to show up here in Room 309, and do the "Hummus Dance." Otherwise... it might just disappear. :D
An aside to any/all family members who're reading this:
Yes, I survived the ride down. No, I have not had sex with random males. Yes, I'm eating. No, I've not done drugs/consumed alcohol. And yes, I'm happy, which is most important.
There were some REALLY boring seminars this morning/afternoon, which sucked, because Jessie and I stayed up until 3-ish talking... I got in a good nap, though, so all is well. And, I'm still eating minty cookies, so I'm good.
Alright, I have nothing exciting to talk about here, because life has mostly been: drag shit up stairs to room, walk down stairs, drag textbooks to room ($400 was my total! I nearly fainted), walk down stairs for food... you get the picture. If and when something happens, I'll let you know, but in the meantime, assume it's business as usual. Cheers!
where is that boy of mine? didn't he know i was joking, but now am hurt that he didn't follow? it hurts!
Got here yesterday, all safe and sound. Unpacked the van, met my roomie (her name is Jessie; she's awesome), and basically got settled into my "new digs" (as my father called them). Wandered about, went to a mandatory hall meeting, and played a bit of pool.
mmm, I'm eating minty cookies, so the whole "big post getting deleted" thing is better.
Speaking of food... I have a tin of hummus in my fridge that could go to a certain boyo if he'd care to show up here in Room 309, and do the "Hummus Dance." Otherwise... it might just disappear. :D
An aside to any/all family members who're reading this:
Yes, I survived the ride down. No, I have not had sex with random males. Yes, I'm eating. No, I've not done drugs/consumed alcohol. And yes, I'm happy, which is most important.
There were some REALLY boring seminars this morning/afternoon, which sucked, because Jessie and I stayed up until 3-ish talking... I got in a good nap, though, so all is well. And, I'm still eating minty cookies, so I'm good.
Alright, I have nothing exciting to talk about here, because life has mostly been: drag shit up stairs to room, walk down stairs, drag textbooks to room ($400 was my total! I nearly fainted), walk down stairs for food... you get the picture. If and when something happens, I'll let you know, but in the meantime, assume it's business as usual. Cheers!
where is that boy of mine? didn't he know i was joking, but now am hurt that he didn't follow? it hurts!
21.9.05
In 11 hours, I will be gone
Crazy thought, isn't it? (well, maybe not for those of you who aren't affected by my change in location, but it's still happening) I'm sitting here now, putting my sister's DVD player back together after retrieving a lost disk, and tomorrow night, I'll be sleeping in a new room (MY room), with a new roomie (MY roomie), and be closer than I have been to a not-so-new-but-still-delicious-as-ever boyfriend (MY boyfriend... :D)... blows my mind
Everything is packed and loaded in the car. The phone keeps ringing. Last time it rang it was my aunt calling to say my grandfather is in the hospital, so tensions around here are thicker than the skull of the doofus who's running our country. Aaaaand I'm being paged back into the now-barren space that I used to call my own. Cheers!
everything is changing... but what about me?
Everything is packed and loaded in the car. The phone keeps ringing. Last time it rang it was my aunt calling to say my grandfather is in the hospital, so tensions around here are thicker than the skull of the doofus who's running our country. Aaaaand I'm being paged back into the now-barren space that I used to call my own. Cheers!
everything is changing... but what about me?
20.9.05
T minus 2 days and counting!
In approximately 37 hours, I'll be at SOU... mix of feelings. I've been 100% there since I first heard of it, and now that it's right here, I'm not sure if I really want to go... I'll miss my bed, for starters. I love my bed. It's comfy, and the sheets are good, and it's mine. On the other hand, while I'll be in a much smaller bed, I won't be quite so alone... Ok, anxiety gone. hahaha
Been packing boxes this evening with Mrs. Chocolate Man (aka, my mother). It's funny, she's kind of reverted to how she treated me a few years ago, which is odd. I think she's trying to get used to the idea of me being gone, but I'm still here... She'll do some things for me that I could do, but frankly, if she wants to do my laundry, who am I to stop her? I hate going into the laundry room, unless it's to access "my office" (the top of the washing machine... when voices are kept low, it's almost soundproof). Also, she called the housing people for some reason or another... I can't remember why, but I remember thinking that I could've done that as well. I think she's dealing with the loss of me in her own way, and that is: I have no clue. I never have any clue with my mother. She's probably writing poetry about the days of yore, I wouldn't know.
Found a blanket downstairs that Kyle used when he was here this past weekend, and it smelled like him. I must've sat there smiling for a good solid 2 minutes, just thinking about the concert, and walking around town with him, and talking to him the whole way back on the bus... fun times.
hoo boy, apparently the car shat in Anya's bed. I think I'm going to be blamed, which makes ZERO sense, but I can hear the tension rising in her voice. Dear sweet Moses, sounds like he pissed on it as well... cheers!
i need a hug
Been packing boxes this evening with Mrs. Chocolate Man (aka, my mother). It's funny, she's kind of reverted to how she treated me a few years ago, which is odd. I think she's trying to get used to the idea of me being gone, but I'm still here... She'll do some things for me that I could do, but frankly, if she wants to do my laundry, who am I to stop her? I hate going into the laundry room, unless it's to access "my office" (the top of the washing machine... when voices are kept low, it's almost soundproof). Also, she called the housing people for some reason or another... I can't remember why, but I remember thinking that I could've done that as well. I think she's dealing with the loss of me in her own way, and that is: I have no clue. I never have any clue with my mother. She's probably writing poetry about the days of yore, I wouldn't know.
Found a blanket downstairs that Kyle used when he was here this past weekend, and it smelled like him. I must've sat there smiling for a good solid 2 minutes, just thinking about the concert, and walking around town with him, and talking to him the whole way back on the bus... fun times.
hoo boy, apparently the car shat in Anya's bed. I think I'm going to be blamed, which makes ZERO sense, but I can hear the tension rising in her voice. Dear sweet Moses, sounds like he pissed on it as well... cheers!
i need a hug
19.9.05
There's blood in my kitchen...
I don't know where it came from. Scary thing is, nobody does. But it's all over the floor, and partially in the living room.
Anywho, this weekend rocked. Streetlight Manifesto was AWESOME, as was Whole Wheat Bread ("I Love Black People"). Aside- thanks babe for the tank top, it fits perfectly. I promise to wear it on Thursday :D
Packing up my life to take it with me. Never knew I fit into so few cardboard boxes. Kind of strange.
I really have nothing to say other than Streetlight rocked, I had a great weekend, thanks to all involved, and today was one of the loneliest days I've had in at least a week. Being with my mother all day didn't help. Ok, today was weird, and I'm leaving now, I promise. Cheers!
i think i love him... but as i've said before, what do I know about love? does anybody even SEE these comments? i'm curious
Anywho, this weekend rocked. Streetlight Manifesto was AWESOME, as was Whole Wheat Bread ("I Love Black People"). Aside- thanks babe for the tank top, it fits perfectly. I promise to wear it on Thursday :D
Packing up my life to take it with me. Never knew I fit into so few cardboard boxes. Kind of strange.
I really have nothing to say other than Streetlight rocked, I had a great weekend, thanks to all involved, and today was one of the loneliest days I've had in at least a week. Being with my mother all day didn't help. Ok, today was weird, and I'm leaving now, I promise. Cheers!
i think i love him... but as i've said before, what do I know about love? does anybody even SEE these comments? i'm curious
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