Picking Up the Pieces

I took the last two weeks off of school. This has been by far the most difficult, awful thing that's ever happened. But I'm trying to deal with it and get back at least some sense of normalcy. I still don't really have words for what happened, so I'm just not going to talk about it for now.

On another note, I moved out of my house. I guess that makes me homeless right now. Or at least homeless at school. I had enough of my roommates' bullshit. When I left school for two weeks, they broke my table, laughed about it, refused to fix it, borrowed my bras (!?!) without asking, ripped a door frame apart, and let weird people sleep in/get blood all over my bed. I was NOT happy. And I was in no mood for that shit, so I went over with a truck, packed my shit up, and got the fuck out of there. I've been couch surfing the last two days I've been back at school with a few friends of mine. It's definitely an interesting lifestyle... I LOOK homeless, hah. I have a ton of bags, random, un-matching clothing... and brushing my teeth and doing my makeup in the handicap bathroom of the student center. Not my proudest moment.

Oh, and I'm a brunette now.

I'll come up with more later. That's all my mind has right now.

Flowers

Flowers for no reason make me so happy. I think it's because my dad used to buy my mom flowers all the time. I think there probably was a reason, but I was little and I thought it was just because they were pretty, not because he'd played basketball every night that week or gone out with the boys for one too many. I was so happy when my boyfriend got me flowers yesterday. I went home to vote so I was home alone for most of the early evening. I cleaned our room for him, since I know he hates it when it gets messy (he hates it when I clean it, too, especially if it isn't my mess, but it makes him happy so I don't particularly care). When he came home, he had a handful of pretty, fall-colored flowers. 


They were absolutely beautiful. And he said, "Just like you, Seabiscuit." 


We all need to hear that every so often.