27 Roaches.

I just dropped a whole lot of money on these.

I almost moved into my new apartment. We have roaches, but my space is small and cozy and I like it. I also have no internet. Hopefully this will be fixed soon. I will upload when I can.

I have been reading the book, it is about a drug addict going through rehab. Very interesting.

Summer is pretty much over so Ill have a recap within the week. Until then, I have work at 6:30AM. At Starbucks.  Yep.

My life this summer.

I am myself these days.

Next week is the last week of summer.

I have big plans for the next week. First order of business, tonight I buy new bed-sheets (color: brown) and these headphones (finally). Also, a coffee maker and a new hamper. I set a budget that I have to follow because I'm opening a savings account this weekend and will be seeing Spring Awakening soon. Next week, I will also hit Seredipity's. 

Tomorrow I move into my apartment in the Olde. I really hate packing but I really like changing my location once in a while. I think I can remedy this by decreasing all the crap I own.

I think I should be doing RPRs or something. I want lunch but I don't know what... So I'll wait until dinner.

Look at this MUHZZ:

One of those days.

Thanks to my good friend, Cole, I have been hooked on and actually reading a book past Chapter 5. Finally, a book I can read this summer. Kilmer-Purcell also has another book in which I've grabbed and will be starting once I complete this one. By the end of the day.

Ever wake up in the middle of the night, think about what you're doing the next day, and come to conclude that the next day will be weird. I experienced that last night. Today hasn't been weird but almost everything has been inconvenient. I'm going home  in Staten Island at 1 to enjoy the summer Olympics. I should not, however, be heading home since I have an apartment to pack up. But I don't care, that will be done anyway.

Fortunately I get paid on Thursday and hope this will be a big sum of money. But I'm not holding my breath. 

The past week has been nothing but silly nights and Lauren breaking our "Olympic Torch." I look forward to tonight, which will entail me and a tub of Italian Ice and the Olympics.

I wish I had more to write in this blog but honestly the summer has died down immensely. We've been doing nothing short of trying to make the best of our time here and hoping the summer never ends. 

I also really want to save up so when I graduate I can move here:

So of course in the fall I'll be working more jobs than I can handle. That's okay, I guess.

Ok, I have work to do. I hope it stops raining. It always rains when I go home.

Uhm.

This is where I need to go.

Maybe it's just me.

I sometimes think that I'm the only one reading this. Which is fine, I know, because as long as this is around in a year when I am in immense turmoil to remind me of how great my life once was, it's okay. And it's okay to be vain, sometimes. Or at least in the case, so I can have some record of how I used to be.

For example, two years ago I looked like this:

A wee bit different.

More nostalgia later, when my laptop has power.

Summer.

Sometimes I wake up not knowing where my things are. I never panic: I have friends who will keep track of my things for me. Yesterday I woke up not sure where my phone was, but was graced by Casey's presence, at my window, my phone in her hand, telling me to put my shirt on. An hour later, after hearing me vom in the bathroom, Liz makes me rice without me asking her. 

I think I have waited my whole life to have friends like these.

After hearing about the 8th death of  this summer alone, I thought that I really do not know what I would do if I lost any of these people. I do not think I could fit in anywhere better than I do Purchase. I leave this behind in a year. The thought really scares me.

But, for now, I will have movie nights, cupcakes, homemade sushi, and write plays with people who mean the most to me. That's really special.

In other news, I really want these boots:

Also, I think I found out recently what it is like to "fall into something." You know, like, when someone has a career and they say "I don't know how I got into it, I just fell into it and here I am." Somehow, all I will be doing until next May is directing things. At least four projects. That's cool, right?

In short: This summer is kicking my ass in the best and worst way.