Almost an entire summer has passed since the last time I wrote here.
I got a new job, went to Disneyland twice, published my first issue of the newspaper as features editor.
My grandfather passed away and I based my short story for my creative writing class on my relationship with him but I didn't show it to anyone except the class because I didn't feel like sharing it.
My financial aid got dropped and with it dropped my dream of studying abroad. But not studying abroad means applying to be editor in chief in the spring, going to Vegas with the editorial staff and possibly saving up for Coachella .... but it also means not studying abroad. Which is potentially all I've ever wanted.
However, no financial aid presents the bigger challenge of actually paying for my regular tuition. Which I like to be in denial about.
I basically introduce Patrick as my boyfriend now, which I guess says the evolution of our relationship. Lately we've been distant--he now works at Disneyland as a character (can you guess which ones?) and commutes from our hometown to Anaheim. His schedule wears him out and I'm stuck down here in San Diego, so we've been distant.
I just moved into a new apartment that has no A/C. My roommates have a cat, and I am definitely not a cat person.
My best friend hasn't made any effort to see me this summer and considering I work two jobs and she's unemployed, she is certainly more busy than I am. Though I'm not surprised. It just saddens me when other friends tell me about their best friends from home.
Things keep floating on, I guess.
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