Hello, loving LJ friends
I haven't posted in a few months so I thought I'd say hello~ and offer explanations to my absence.
Even though I have no real explanations.
Today is kind of a good day. This is the first weekend I haven't had a shit-ton of homework to do/read, and last night I had every intention of spending the entire weekend sleeping and being alone. But when I woke up this morning (7am on a Saturday?), I felt kind of buzzing. I completely stripped and sterilized my bathroom, even took out the shower curtain and valances. Washed both, but the curtain is being replaced now. Put the rug through the wash, too.
I scrubbed for two hours until my parents got up at 10, when I was transferring my attention from the bathroom to my nasty overgrown bedroom. I haven't had much time for simple tidying lately (or energy/patience, for that matter), but I managed to take out all the trash and organize a few things in just an hour. I've all my clothes in about 5 loads of wash in the garage. My carpet still needs vacuuming, but it's clear, and I'm content.
I feel accomplished for having done something that's needed doing for way too long. I really shouldn't let it get that bad. >:
As for the rest of my life... I'm doing pretty well in school, still. Christmas kind of sucked, but I got over it quickly. The new year came and went and I forgot to care about it with a fiery passion (I was asleep way before midnight). School's pretty much taken over since then and I've lost my social life to literature. I love my classes this semester, which is just weird. But that means I'm doing all the work and going to class!
Half my classes are at the north campus, so I have to take an hour long bus trip there and back twice a week. I actually LIKE that. Weird, eh?
I go to bed at 9 every night.
Roman calls every night, often waking me up. We chat for a few minutes or a few hours. Yes, we've been back together for a while now. Since probably mid-December. He's gotten a cellphone now so I can actually reach him when I want to talk to him rather than having to wait for if/when he goes home. He has my mobile company, so I'm not charged for before-9 calls to/from him and we talk even more often now.
I've picked up my viola a few times this year. I'm rather proud of that, it's been a while. I really missed how playing makes me feel.
I'd lost some weight, but put it back on because I've not had time to eat healthy with classes. I'm not too worried about that, though. :P Obviously, since I'm currently eating a chunk of fudge.
My art has disappeared. Other than Godot's cards (Feb. 13, March 13, Nov. 13 this year) and class doodles (which are insignificant and few/far between), I've not done a whole lot of anything. I've had ideas, but this is apparently irrelevant to artistic motivations. I'm not too worried about that, either. It'll be back when I need it. :]
Blah blah blah, boring boring boring. :]
~<3
PS: LOL at music. "Erection | Powered by Last.fm"
This song is completely Ashley's fault, and she doesn't even know it.
Also, I really, really like double-sided tape. But it doesn't like me. Or maybe it just really, REALLY likes my hair...
Even though I have no real explanations.
Today is kind of a good day. This is the first weekend I haven't had a shit-ton of homework to do/read, and last night I had every intention of spending the entire weekend sleeping and being alone. But when I woke up this morning (7am on a Saturday?), I felt kind of buzzing. I completely stripped and sterilized my bathroom, even took out the shower curtain and valances. Washed both, but the curtain is being replaced now. Put the rug through the wash, too.
I scrubbed for two hours until my parents got up at 10, when I was transferring my attention from the bathroom to my nasty overgrown bedroom. I haven't had much time for simple tidying lately (or energy/patience, for that matter), but I managed to take out all the trash and organize a few things in just an hour. I've all my clothes in about 5 loads of wash in the garage. My carpet still needs vacuuming, but it's clear, and I'm content.
I feel accomplished for having done something that's needed doing for way too long. I really shouldn't let it get that bad. >:
As for the rest of my life... I'm doing pretty well in school, still. Christmas kind of sucked, but I got over it quickly. The new year came and went and I forgot to care about it with a fiery passion (I was asleep way before midnight). School's pretty much taken over since then and I've lost my social life to literature. I love my classes this semester, which is just weird. But that means I'm doing all the work and going to class!
Half my classes are at the north campus, so I have to take an hour long bus trip there and back twice a week. I actually LIKE that. Weird, eh?
I go to bed at 9 every night.
Roman calls every night, often waking me up. We chat for a few minutes or a few hours. Yes, we've been back together for a while now. Since probably mid-December. He's gotten a cellphone now so I can actually reach him when I want to talk to him rather than having to wait for if/when he goes home. He has my mobile company, so I'm not charged for before-9 calls to/from him and we talk even more often now.
I've picked up my viola a few times this year. I'm rather proud of that, it's been a while. I really missed how playing makes me feel.
I'd lost some weight, but put it back on because I've not had time to eat healthy with classes. I'm not too worried about that, though. :P Obviously, since I'm currently eating a chunk of fudge.
My art has disappeared. Other than Godot's cards (Feb. 13, March 13, Nov. 13 this year) and class doodles (which are insignificant and few/far between), I've not done a whole lot of anything. I've had ideas, but this is apparently irrelevant to artistic motivations. I'm not too worried about that, either. It'll be back when I need it. :]
Blah blah blah, boring boring boring. :]
~<3
PS: LOL at music. "Erection | Powered by Last.fm"
This song is completely Ashley's fault, and she doesn't even know it.
Also, I really, really like double-sided tape. But it doesn't like me. Or maybe it just really, REALLY likes my hair...
