Humid
Yeah, it is humid.
I haven't written in a while, once again, cause I'm lazy. I always say I don't want to describe every detail of my life since the last entry, but I end up doing so. So let's see what happens.
I went home for my birthday. Only Sarah, Kathy, Marcus, and Clayton showed up. Marcus showed up after much prodding and annoyance and anger because he didn't want to drive. Clayton showed up, for roughly an hour, after spending time with his girlfriend and left quickly to return to said girlfriend. Then after the bar in Chicago, Kathy decided to have herself a good pity pout. Needless to say, this wasn't one of my top birthday moments. But really, none of them ever seem to be. I'm happy I was at least home and had some good moments, even if all the good moments didn't happen the night of my birthday.
September I went to see James in Singapore. It was awesome to travel abroad again and great to see a new place in the world, but it was sucky because it was also terribly humid. Not only that but I only got to see James for a day and a half because he ended up having to work duty days and stay for long hours on his day off. I had a great time with him when I did get him around and had some yummy Indian food.
So since then I have just been working. I got a job on Examiner.com as Honolulu Literary Examiner. I stopped writing for a couple weeks out of laziness. Sarah helped me get that job. It brought me something hopeful but quickly died out. Once I get energy back I'm hoping I'll get back on it.
Before Singapore, my stupid landlord Merial stopped by with a real estate agent and wanted to look at what needs to be repaired so she can sell the apartment. They also threatened to give me 30 days notice when I said I wanted to be here when they are doing repairs and showings. They haven't been back since or called me, so I'm not sure if she changed her mind and wants to wait until I move out or if she is just procrastinating. I'm hoping both. I wish James were home to deal with all that cause I just really want to tell her to fuck off. I have a right to protect my property and she shouldn't threaten me with wrongful eviction.
Hmm. Well, on good news, I have started taking antidepressants and I had my first appointment with the psychiatrist on Tuesday. Of course, I ended up talking about Sam although I didn't want to for the first appointment. But he prodded into family so it went there. And I teared up. Oh well. I only talked with him for about 50 minutes. Then for the next two hours I went through several personality questionnaires and some "earliest memory" exercises. I will get the results of those next Wednesday. I'm pretty excited to see what happens.
What pissed me off tonight was yet another encounter with a neighbor about my dogs. Supposedly they are just barking up a storm and I'm "never home" which is a bunch of bullshit. I got bumped from full time to part time so I am very much home. Then this neighbor was like, "I have cancer so I need rest." It's like, OK, that's sad and shit, but just come over and simply say, "Hey, they bark a lot when you are not home, is there a way you can keep them more quiet?" Instead you gotta toss a sob story, make stupid accusations, etc? They even said I leave them outside at night. No. I sleep with them upstairs bitch. I hate people here.
By next year we will be moving to Seattle. God, I cannot wait. Normalcy. Cold weather. Oh, and we'll be married. :) We are getting legally married December 1st. We are still having the October ceremony. But we wanted to save money for it, have the benefits to help out, and then I can go to school. I can't wait. I feel like once we are gone, things will get so much better.
I haven't written in a while, once again, cause I'm lazy. I always say I don't want to describe every detail of my life since the last entry, but I end up doing so. So let's see what happens.
I went home for my birthday. Only Sarah, Kathy, Marcus, and Clayton showed up. Marcus showed up after much prodding and annoyance and anger because he didn't want to drive. Clayton showed up, for roughly an hour, after spending time with his girlfriend and left quickly to return to said girlfriend. Then after the bar in Chicago, Kathy decided to have herself a good pity pout. Needless to say, this wasn't one of my top birthday moments. But really, none of them ever seem to be. I'm happy I was at least home and had some good moments, even if all the good moments didn't happen the night of my birthday.
September I went to see James in Singapore. It was awesome to travel abroad again and great to see a new place in the world, but it was sucky because it was also terribly humid. Not only that but I only got to see James for a day and a half because he ended up having to work duty days and stay for long hours on his day off. I had a great time with him when I did get him around and had some yummy Indian food.
So since then I have just been working. I got a job on Examiner.com as Honolulu Literary Examiner. I stopped writing for a couple weeks out of laziness. Sarah helped me get that job. It brought me something hopeful but quickly died out. Once I get energy back I'm hoping I'll get back on it.
Before Singapore, my stupid landlord Merial stopped by with a real estate agent and wanted to look at what needs to be repaired so she can sell the apartment. They also threatened to give me 30 days notice when I said I wanted to be here when they are doing repairs and showings. They haven't been back since or called me, so I'm not sure if she changed her mind and wants to wait until I move out or if she is just procrastinating. I'm hoping both. I wish James were home to deal with all that cause I just really want to tell her to fuck off. I have a right to protect my property and she shouldn't threaten me with wrongful eviction.
Hmm. Well, on good news, I have started taking antidepressants and I had my first appointment with the psychiatrist on Tuesday. Of course, I ended up talking about Sam although I didn't want to for the first appointment. But he prodded into family so it went there. And I teared up. Oh well. I only talked with him for about 50 minutes. Then for the next two hours I went through several personality questionnaires and some "earliest memory" exercises. I will get the results of those next Wednesday. I'm pretty excited to see what happens.
What pissed me off tonight was yet another encounter with a neighbor about my dogs. Supposedly they are just barking up a storm and I'm "never home" which is a bunch of bullshit. I got bumped from full time to part time so I am very much home. Then this neighbor was like, "I have cancer so I need rest." It's like, OK, that's sad and shit, but just come over and simply say, "Hey, they bark a lot when you are not home, is there a way you can keep them more quiet?" Instead you gotta toss a sob story, make stupid accusations, etc? They even said I leave them outside at night. No. I sleep with them upstairs bitch. I hate people here.
By next year we will be moving to Seattle. God, I cannot wait. Normalcy. Cold weather. Oh, and we'll be married. :) We are getting legally married December 1st. We are still having the October ceremony. But we wanted to save money for it, have the benefits to help out, and then I can go to school. I can't wait. I feel like once we are gone, things will get so much better.
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