So a lot more people read this than I thought. They just prefer to lurk in the shadows of the internet, privately seeking dirt on me or my elusive celebrity friends. Ok, you got me, I have no friends. But I'll give you some dirt on me, anyway.
Marc moved out. I got the keys to my new apartment yesterday. It's great. I've decided on a colour scheme. The carpet is cream so the contrast will be black, with some muted blue and grey accents too. Haha, I said accents. I've been watching daytime TV too much. I'm so very excited about moving in. It's going to be completely mine. My decorations, my space. No tacky stuff that Marc would want around. It's going to be clean. I have a washer and dryer. And a dishwasher. It's like a life makeover or something. Do you know how good it feels to make yourself salad for a week in a row and not worry about how anyone else would whine if you made it when they were around? This is what freedom feels like.
Went for a job interview today, didn't go so well but the testing the day before went swimmingly so maybe that will offset the crappy job I did at the interview. I'm so looking forward to going to work, finding some new people to learn about and going from there. I'm going to be picky though. Only positive influences from now on. Someone special taught me that.
I have been in a great mood ever since I went back to Thompson. There were a few bumps over the past few days, but I feel.. I don't know, rejuvenated? Like I remembered who I was and I've come alive. Optimistic again. There's life after everything, you know. Since I'm out of the reclusive(vegetative?) state that I've been in for the past year, I'd like to catch up with all my old friends. So if you're reading this, and it's been a few months, message me or something. I'm not nearly as inaccessible as I was this past year. I was preoccupied with being someone else. Haha, I always criticized people for being too into the person they're seeing and I went and did it. I'm such a hypocrite. Oh well. Next time I'm going to be all about giving space.
More dirt? Sorry, I lead a sad and boring life. And all the good dirt I keep to myself. It's much better that way, I think. :)