living life gets hard to do.

needless to say, we spent most of saturday (and by most of i meant 90% of) on the couch. i made the decision to stay in because i couldn't possible go out and drink. so katie and i went out, got upper crust (note to self: we need to move somewhere that they deliver to), rented two movies, got ice cream, came home and planted ourselves back on the couch. so after eating dinner and sitting around for awhile we change our minds, get ready in 20 min, and head to the bar to meet Jack ;) it was really weird being sober out on a saturday night when every one else around you is so wasted. we were looking around and realizing we were those girls the night before. haha. so we tried to go home early, we waited for the T only to find out we had already missed the last one for the night, so we cabbed it home. the T guy was so nice though kept apologizing and wanted to make sure we made it home ok. we came back home and finished out movies, passed out on the couch. not til 8:30am though.

sunday was boring, katie left me. i went to julia's for dindin. it was uneventful, nice to see her though. i came home ready to jump out of my skin because i was so bored and just wanted to go out. no one was really around though, oh well.

i slept in today, at the time it feels so right, but in retrospect, it sucks. work was good though, so boring for awhile, then i kinda just did what i do. four more days til i'm on my own. ill probably be eaten alive. i want to move so bad, but its weird because i really don't. and by move i mean in sept to a new apt still in boston. the BIG move doesn't come til nexxxxt sept. only because of katie though. so ya i don't feel like moving because i like this apartment, its big, affordable, my room is a pretty color, sammy likes it. but katie wants to have hannah here, and i would like somewhere more centrally located, maybe newer. we'll see.

i forgot how hard lent was. i hate making sacrifices, but i guess it does give you a good feeling. i didn't really get that much done today, but i had a good feeling on the way home. i would say i mostly dislike work, but its mostly because its new and not comfortable and i need to get used to it and feel more confident. i fixed my tax forms today which i've been meaning to do, pat on the back kate. and sometimes i just laugh to myself as i sit in my car because my life has become so methodical, and i never thought it would. i wake up late, play on the comp, sometimes talk to a cute boy while he works, sometimes go to the gym, mostly waste time, then go to work, come home and hang out go to bed and do it all again. guess i'll have to work on spicing it up. apparently i'm too into the people around me, and i should be more into myself. or so i am told. i'll have to become more self-involved. whatever.

i wish i painted. i always think about how this would clear my head and how fascinating it would be, and how awesome my paintings would be. the reality of that is i suck at anything creative. and it doesn't even relax me, it makes me so frustrated because i am so bad at it. maybe in my next life.