Well. I’ve re-discovered an old love for the song “Secret Garden”, so I’ve been listening to that over and over. And am now. Bahaha. Anyway, we went to see District 9 last night, and it was pretty good. Not what the previews make it seem like, but I quite liked it. After that we did the usual stuff at Dawn’s for a while, and then I came home and talked to Robbie until around 5 AM and then went to bed.
I realized that I have about a week and a half of summer left. That’s kinda depressing, but at the same time exciting. I should have some fairly interesting classes this year, so I’m looking forward to it. Though not to getting up and being at school by 8 two days a week in the first semester. @_@ Robbie starts school even sooner than we do, and he’ll hopefully be getting a job as well, so we’ll have less time to talk to each other because of busy schedules, but we’ll work with it. I don’t remember if I mentioned or not, but he’s going to college for Marine Engineering, which sounds pretty cool. So I hope he’ll enjoy doing that.
We ended up having a bit of a discussion about my parents brought on by him talking about thinking about what to get me for my birthday, even though it’s still far away, and I gave a suggestion and things went from there. I kinda realized today how detached my relationship to my family actually is while talking to him. I mean, I love them and all, but if I had to I could leave them behind and not look back. I’d miss them for a little while, but that’s it. I’m not sure if I should think that’s bad or not, but it’s just how I feel. If, for some reason, they were to have a big problem with me being with Robbie or something, then if need be I’d be fine with just getting up and leaving the house and going somewhere else.
(Oh, and I said I’d like a picture of him that I could keep in a frame or something, by the way. Call me sappy.)
I’m keeping an eye on the Holocaust Lit class in the English section at school. I’d like to take that class and drop American Lit if I can, but it’s full. So people should let me know if a spot opens up so I can take it. I’m almost desperate now because I fucking HATE stream-of-consciousness style, and there are a few books in the American Lit class that use it exclusively. I had enough of it with the Victorians, dammit.
One last actual thing I have is I’M SO EXCITED TO NOT BE DOING PLANOGRAMS AT WORK NEXT WEEK! No 6 AM shifts for Cam! Bahahaha, thank God they need me in electronics, because that’s ultimately what frees me. I love being good at my job sometimes.
Ummm… I want to cuddle pretty badly. Fuckin’ ocean. But I’ll settle for my teddy Rollo for now. (Which reminds me, Robbie named the gorilla I got him Bananas, which I didn’t know until recently. Yeah, I know, not very original, but I think it’s adorable, haha)
