One more Day

Hmmmm...There seems to be a trend going here. I've had so much happen to me in the past few days that I feel the necessity to blog every day. This is kind of a good thing, I suppose. In most recent news, I have learned that my bank may or may not exist in San Francisco which is most upsetting. Especially, because I will finally have cash to deposit once I turn in my time sheet to Lyric today. It proved very difficult to find, even with an address. Maybe I'll try once again without being distracted. Speaking of distraction, the reason I was in that remote part of town was because my attractive play going companion and I were looking for yet another kind of obscure bank. He needed to deposity money and apparently all of the banks that don't exist in other parts of San Francisco are concentrated in a 5 block radius. We ended up hanging out in a park with a wonderful view. I simply don't know what's going on but, I suppose I will enjoy it. It would behoove me not to fall head over heels for beautiful boys who write me poems. They're nothing but trouble.

Balancing act

So, I still don't know where I stand in my personal life. But, professionally I seem to be looking up. I (finally) recieved a response from California Overnight. Hopefully I'll be able to combine my earnings from the Lyric internship and being a courier on foot to make rent without having to beg my parents for money. That would be great seeing as how I am almost an adult now. Almost. Incidentally, I realized that I have only a month to go until I am "legal". This is quite wondeful yet scary. I'm going to have to be able to juggle by then. Well, actually I think I'll ease myself into juggling aspects of my life as they come. So far, academia and social life have been not without difficulties but, ultimately easy enough. Adding another aspect shouldn't be too hard, right?

Awesome/Terrible Days

And last night was probably the worst that I've had since I've been here. Cold, hungry, lost and Angry. Not a good combination, if I do say so myself. Everything kind of spiraled out of control. I'm not all better now but, I'm working on it. We're friends again. I have no idea how that's going to work out but, I'll kind of go it one day at a time. I really do like him, though....
Whatever. That's enough of that. I'm kind of heartsick but, at least I'm alive and well and warm.
And, I started my Lyric internship! whoo hoo. $10 bucks an hour to make the world a better place. Quite exciting. Also exciting is the fact that I get to sleep in tomorrow and the fact that i didn't have to go to my late night class (which I would still be in, by the way, if she hadn't cancelled it) and also roller coasters. Yep. roller coasters are most excitng.

Disregard that last post

Isn't it funny how you think you know something for sure and it turns out wrong? Funny, funny, funny. Oh well, I suppose it just wasn't meant to be. For some reason, there's this panging hurt in my chest and I wish it would stop. I didn't even really like him that much. It's probably because of the fact that I had to ride the bus home last night for such a long time. Being/feeling lost can do that. Bus fumes can do that. Well, I've learned some things about myself and about life. In my languid depression, I can still analytically assess the situation. I hate feeling powerless. I hate being in this position. I hate being cold. Why is it so cold here? Gahhh

Wonderful Weekend

So, I had a simply amazing weekend. I went to a bonfire with the Queer Alliance (which was unfortunately disbanded by the police) and had a large amount of fun with my friends and sand in my sleeping bag. After getting about 6 hours sleep, I went to see King Lear for free in a beautiful outdoor theater in the East bay. My play viewing companion was a rather attractive young man, so that didn't hurt either. Haha. After the play we hung out and talked and went to Love Fest for about fifteen minutes before deciding that even though it was a cool festival, might be a little to loud for what we later came to consider our first date. All in all, I would say that this has been a rather successful turn of events for the past few days.

I want an mp3 player

Amazing music exists. And because it is such an integral part of my life, I think it's sad that I don't have a portable music device. One reason: I went to this amazing concert with a new friend from San Francisco, and I want to download their music because it will forever remind me of the first time I went to Amoeba Music. They're called Galactic. Hip-Hop, Rap, Funk, Rock goodness.

Their little mini-concert was amazing and leaves to be imagined: what are the actual concerts like? I must find out. But, in the mean time I would like to carry their wonderful sound around in my ears. Dammit. At least my financial aid crisis is almost over. The check is apparently making it's way to my doorstep which I am very pleased about. Which is good because I bought $200 dollars worth of books the other day. Bleh...
Oh, another reason why I would like to have an mp3 player is because occasionally, i would like to tune this wonderful city out. Like on the occasions when for some reason, tweakers decide to get on the same bus that i'm on and sit intolerably close to me and mutter. Or, when on the same bus I sit behind two shrieking hyena-like women who decide to ride the bus for fun, I suppose. t'was not fun.
Now, I believe I shall go listen to......nothing.

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There seems to be a lack of response in my life. On more than one level. I would like very much for things to be different, though. If only My professor, My friend, My step-mom or my GSA advisor would reply to me e-mail. It's rather frustrating.
In other news, I cleaned today. I cleaned and did dishes and organized my binder which I recently purchased at Office Depot. Incidentally, I believe I have a mild obsession with school supplies. It might have something to do with a subconcious need for order or something ridiculous like that. There isn't a whole lot of things that need to be done. I kind of just have to wait. Wait to buy books, wait to hear from my professor (or track his ass down), wait for school to start.

Oh, and I did some homework today. Apparently, Descartes had a lot on his mind. Philosophy is somewhat interesting. Cogito ergo sum.