I got a job!! I'm so happy. I've always wanted to work at Starbucks because I love the atmosphere and I've always felt like I would be a good addition to it. 

I just went in today to drop off my hours of availability sheet and the staff were so nice. One of them even goes to Sheridan so maybe we can be friends!! 

I can't wait to start. 

I went to the ex last night but I'm going to do a separate post on it. 

Instead I'm going to relay a funny story from last night after the ex. 

My wonderful, gracious boyfriend offered to pick me up and drive me home from the go station since I was getting home late. He had been stayed with me for Friday night and Saturday since all my roommates were away. When we pulled up, it was clear I was the only one still home for the night. He couldn't sleep over again due to studying and also lack of parking. I assured him I would be fine and off we went apart. 

I was doing really well. I was in a great mood. But then the cats started making a lot of noise that sounded like scary noises. I texted Richard to tell that the cats make it sound like someone is breaking in. 

I guess I then fell asleep. 

So five text messages and fourteen missed calls all of which I'm blissfully unaware of, I wake up to my front door opening and my body goes cold. I'm shaking. I'm actually getting robbed. Or killed. After a few very, very long seconds I hear Richard call my name. 

He drove over to make sure I was okay. And then I slept over at his house. 

It was so cute but I felt so bad I actu cried. 

He's a wonderful, wonderful boyfriend. 

Good day

Well,

I'm going to be honest... This day started off really low. I went to sleep in a sort of panic-attack state because I felt lonely. It's hard to grasp that I'm in this city and don't know more than five people that live here. 

The morning brought some panicky feelings as well, but it improved a lot. I visited this cute boutique that is a mixture of vintage and also does neat things like knitting for beginners for adults, and it's awesome. The place also sells artwork by the owner or other local illustrators. I talked to the owner for a while and she's really cool. I ended up purchasing a print that the owner did that I will insert here:

It's quite a pricey little shop, though. 

Despite feeling like I haven't accomplished much and my past little week has been empty, I've actually done a decent amount. I've bonded with my roommates, made some nice dinners, and gone exploring in and around the area, and also Hamilton with one of my good friend, and former roommate, Alyssa.

I received my temporary schedule today and it's decent. I have Monday off right now and Friday is packed but I'll have to move stuff around to do conflicting class. I have to choose my electives still... I don't really understand college course selection at all.

Some photos of dinners:

My exploration:

I really like the photo of Richard and I, but I also look at myself and see gigantic legs. Sigh. I wish I was just naturally a toothpick. 

I need to start really working out again. I want to be down ten pounds by the end of the summer.. and if anything I've just gained.

I wanted to go to the gym but I can't find my lock. I feel so unproductive and lost today. I don't know this area.. I don't know where things are and how to get there.

I'm so lonely. I just want to cry.

I can't remember the last time I made a post that had actual quality content.

A lot has happened. My life has had this odd balance of chaos and order. I've had trouble not isolating myself from people, and I'm finding it difficult to mend what I broke.

I moved last week to a place that I haven't really been able to make it seem like home, and that scares me. I wish it felt natural. I know I felt like this when I first moved to the Ward house in second year, I remember it felt as awkward as I'm sure taking your first steps does, but I wish the process would hurry.

I am happy though. I'm mostly just scared and nervous which I know I'm confusing for sadness. Which also sounds like denial, but I promise I'm fine.