Good news, though! As of today, I have four courses left to finish, plus four math courses. Then I will finally have my diploma and can find a job! I've decided that I will be doing the A-Z Challenge this year, so for S, I'll be talking about the school in more detail. (I was going to do it sooner, but it's not always easy to come up with 26 topics by letters.)
Before I get on with the actual post, I just wanted to see if anybody has job interview advice. And please don't say to just be confident. I know that one already, but pretending I'm not inwardly panicking is still a work in progress. Other advice that I probably don't know or might overlook, please.
Today's actual post, is about how it's been living here, since people keep asking me.
Answer: It's been good.
I've been here for a couple months already but it doesn't feel that long. I don't really go anywhere, because I'm trying to save my money, and I don't have anywhere to just go to since I don't really know anyone besides my boyfriend. Yes, I am aware that going places is how to meet people, but I don't know how to talk to random people either, so there's that.
Wolfy and I mainly watch Netflix, since it requires little to no talent to do that. But he has been trying to teach me video games. So far, the only one that I'm even remotely okay at is Rock Band, on easy mode. It's three colors, usually in a pattern. Even I can manage that, plus it involves music. Of course, saying I'm even remotely okay at it, means I won't be able to do a damn thing next time we play.
We've randomly gone out to do things. We went to a massive outdoor mall, through the dessert, so I could go to a book store. While at the bookstore, some guy kept picking people to follow and talking about sports. Like literally, he was chasing people and talking about sports. He did that to us and there was just no good way to handle it. It's one of those situations where I would run and hide if I had been alone.
Our roommate never leaves his room except when he goes to work at night. Sometimes, I forget that we even have a roommate, until I hear his snoring all the way across the apartment or hear the door randomly open when I'm home alone and Wolfy is at work.
Last week, Brother came over to hang out. We went to the mall to get food, but it was really gross and neither of us got what we ordered. Even my soda was flat. Like, I know mall food isn't the best, but holy shit I'm not sure how that place is still open. While we were at the mall, we saw a giant candy thing you have to pay like 25 cents and turn the thing and out comes candy... And then we saw the names of some of the candy.
|This was my food.|
Then we wandered around aimlessly. Only two things happened. Number one, we got milkshakes. Number two, we passed by some woman's car and she was talking on the phone and said, "OOOOOOoooooooooooUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuUUUUUoooeeeeeOOOOOOOOOOOhhh!" After tripping over our feet from laughing, we headed back to the apartment and saw a thing.
|I had to upload that from my phone. Please don't call their phone number. It would make me sad.|
She ran around and jumped on the bed and threw stuffed animals. You know, normal three year old stuff. Then she decided she wanted to type. I have a picture but it has her face, so you'll have to settle for the quotation, with her name replaced as "Niece".
Me and Brother: OMG
And then hysterical laughing. Then more weird conversations. Then Brother left and wasn't sure if the front door was actually the front door, even when he opened it.
Oh yeah! And Wolfy and I finally went grocery shopping. We have more in the house than just Ramen. How many people in their 20's can say that?
P.S. Brother wrote his version of that day here. It's more detailed and hilarious.