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I'm in love with this man. Yowza. The things he can do to me with his voice...*whew*
So, a little better today, aside fromt he fact that I'm now 100% broke and haven't heard back from that job and am only scheduled to work another three days THIS MONTH with the catering company. But hey, depression is slipping away - that's good, right? I think maybe it was just my turn for a few-day funk. I'm just...*cringe*...poor. God that word leaves a sour taste in my mouth. Then again, I am a material boy.
At the risk of jinxing myself, things are starting to look like they might get better. The other night when me and Vive went to dinner, this so/so looking waiter kept staring at me the whole night, and then it happened again later when we were driving home. So hey, hotness points makes a boy feel loved. I got a call this morning letting me know that my camera's finished being worked on and can pick it up - which means pictures of the apartment tomorrow! I called and ordered a new power cord for my computer (more on that in a sec), I have the full list of my professors, all of whom with the exception of one, have been highly rated and recommended. And? DePaul gave me $5,000 back of what they cut out of my aid. Which means the loans I'll have to take out have dropped by $5,000. Barely makes a dent, but come on - that's really good news. Oh, and yesterday I finally finished cleaning my apartment (I've been working at it since the day after my housewarming). So hey, good stuff.
The bad stuff is that the power cord on my computer is compltely fucked up, so I can't charge my battery and can't use my computer at all until the cord gets here. This means, my friends, that there'll be no more L2bL until I get that cord. And it'll be at the minimum, a week and a half. *tear*
Okay, I need to run and pick up my camera and go home and get dressed - it's Vive's roomate's birthday and I've been sucked into going (and by sucked I mean threatened). I'm so planning on leaving 15 mins after I get there.
So, a little better today, aside fromt he fact that I'm now 100% broke and haven't heard back from that job and am only scheduled to work another three days THIS MONTH with the catering company. But hey, depression is slipping away - that's good, right? I think maybe it was just my turn for a few-day funk. I'm just...*cringe*...poor. God that word leaves a sour taste in my mouth. Then again, I am a material boy.
At the risk of jinxing myself, things are starting to look like they might get better. The other night when me and Vive went to dinner, this so/so looking waiter kept staring at me the whole night, and then it happened again later when we were driving home. So hey, hotness points makes a boy feel loved. I got a call this morning letting me know that my camera's finished being worked on and can pick it up - which means pictures of the apartment tomorrow! I called and ordered a new power cord for my computer (more on that in a sec), I have the full list of my professors, all of whom with the exception of one, have been highly rated and recommended. And? DePaul gave me $5,000 back of what they cut out of my aid. Which means the loans I'll have to take out have dropped by $5,000. Barely makes a dent, but come on - that's really good news. Oh, and yesterday I finally finished cleaning my apartment (I've been working at it since the day after my housewarming). So hey, good stuff.
The bad stuff is that the power cord on my computer is compltely fucked up, so I can't charge my battery and can't use my computer at all until the cord gets here. This means, my friends, that there'll be no more L2bL until I get that cord. And it'll be at the minimum, a week and a half. *tear*
Okay, I need to run and pick up my camera and go home and get dressed - it's Vive's roomate's birthday and I've been sucked into going (and by sucked I mean threatened). I'm so planning on leaving 15 mins after I get there.