I've been tacitly instructed to update my journal. I (directly) feel Emma should do the same.

My life is a crazy fast paced roller coaster of emotion and love. It has been two plus weeks with Tommy and things are going very well. He is why I no longer update deadjournal, do homework, or see other friends. Well, that is my own fault, but when I am constantly wrapped in his arms it becomes hard to move. hehe. He is not my type or style or my standard definition of pretty. His taste in music is a bit different, but damnit, it works. I love him and find him beautiful and it is really nice, but I do not know how to operate in a relationship. I am learning and oh what a ride it is. It is kinda crazy to have all my wishes fulfilled. I am living in England, working at a low-key (but not low-pay) job, I can travel whenever I please, and I am dating someone who is awesometastic, regardless of like for CFSR.

At work I have been spending a lot of time putting together the UMD Study in England Programme website. It is not going too bad, but I still have plenty more to do. If only Jess would help… it is my own fault for doing everything in code. I am teh l33t h4xx0r.

My mom and sister have plane tickets and some hotels to come here. We will be in Scotland for christmas. That is going to be awesome. I think we are flying to Dublin and back in a day. On Dec 30, the most amazing girl ever, Maren will be flying into London Heathrow at 8ism and my mom and sister will be flying out at 10ish I think. That should be an exciting event. It might be harder saying goodbye then, because mid sept. to mid dec. is shorter than jan-may or possibly later. Travelling Europe with Maren is going to be fucking brilliant. I need to start looking at flights, trains, and buses.

I was in London again a week or so ago. It is such a nice city, full of art. I got sorta lost on Guy Fawkes day and was wondering through neighbors filled with terror as fireworks went off everywhere above me. The night before I went to the display at the Uni in Brum with Tom. It was the most amazing display of fireworks I have ever seen. Only a few hundred thousand quid worth of student money!

Today I began to worry about packing for winter break. Meh.

For Thanksgiving I am going to Berlin with Heather. Heather ranges from white sonya to less-than-cool-Tessa. She is still a very awesome girl, and I will enjoy my stay in Germany, hatred of vegetables and all.

I have a lot of crap to get done this weekend. I could start now (Thursday afternoon!111) but.. eek. After this I shall force myself to go. Tonight Tom and I are going on a pub crawl with the LGBT. They still make me nervous and shy, but so does Tom sometimes. I am glad it is not perfect, because those never seem to last. We are not going clubbing after the pub crawl, so it will be a fun new experience in alcohol rather than an exhausting night of dancing and figuring out if I have to attach my face to Tom's the whole time

Relationship etiquette is unknown to me.

Seriously. I can remember times where I looked at a shooting star and closed my eyes and wished for everything Tom is. How bloody weird. He can be a total geek and we laugh in bed, oh how lovely. Someday I shall have to call him Quincy and see what happens.

Heather took this picture at Church House Pub in Torver the first weekend we were here. It is my posse of England friends! duuude. I love this picture.
back: ginny, greg, mike, me with first strongbow (er, second?)
front: bethany! my maren facsimile. she sold acid in high school and is now 24. she's so damn hardcore.

Here's Cindy chasing pigeons (birds fall from the window ledge above mine):

Symbolic of Mike's entire existence:

and they flap their wings at the last second…

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