we had hail for the first time today, which someone thought was snow... moved my shit to my new apt, but it doesnt really feel final though, im not feeling wistful or any of the appropriate emotions that someone's supposed to feel when they're moving.. hmm, maybe cause my subconscious knows that my apt living will ROCK!!!
and now i've gone and jinxed it....
interesting trip back on the bus today; pre-halloween right, so there were these people dressed up and shit. a trio of guys, halfway-sloshed, had their faces painted on and shit, with the fake gore and all, they started freestyling really really badly, funny. there was an x-factor chick on the bus- reminded me of justine whoever from elastica, she was really hot.
got home, kanako was giving daria a massage, again...i am amazed at the amount of thickskinness a person can have. earlier, while mike, the homestay guy, was helping us move our shit, was gonna give kanako a ride while gaik li and i took the bus. cos the truck's a two-seater right. so GL and i got to the place, and we saw k bunched up behind the two seats while d was riding up front. wtf?
i havnt been missing home yet- i guess the place's still too new-maybe when i've settled down into a more regimented schedule, i'll start missing the shit out of y'all.
any tips for independent living? or on getting along with a roommate? i praying we won't have any major blowups, which prob wont happen as long as i clean up after myself-which is one thing i have learnt since arriving here.. heh heh, but communication can get a little tiring though, and im sure she feels the same way.
what else? yeah, i know, i'm rambling- its just good sometimes to type things without having to think em through or format them grammatically...
got an invite to smoke a bowl and do some shots at a classmate's place, and, oh! yeah, after 2 months of intensive studying and other nose-to-the-grindstone type expressions, managed to come up with this:
this gets an A+ for effort.
it also sucks that the situation at home has to improve so much before we leave. antonia went off to toronto, leaving the house practically to ourselves. when you leave 7 teens to what is nearly an authoritarianless house except for her daughter who comes in really late at night.. yeah
i would like to say that drink and debauchery ensued, but sadly, the only liquids consumed so far have been milk, tea and coffee. im saving my alcohol born-again virginity for my first night on Barclay. yay!
ill'b, i still havnt replied to yr email i know, but im taking something related in my philosophy class, so i will
also, i either saw tom waits. or a guy who looks like him in some cafe. dont really know...
no sightings of the l word cast yet. SHOW THE FUCK UP YOU FUCKERS.
edited to add:
apropos of nothing, some pics:
eyebrow styling-we tried persuading daria, in vain, that 2 eyebrows look better than 1
waiting in line for a trim. OR IS HE?...
i'm pretty sure i was the one who took this picture, but cant remember doing it.. im telling you guys, im gonna come back twice as retarded ballz..oops, sorry GL, re**rd*d.
