I am home now. Back in Iowa. And back online at the oddest hours. Some things never change.
So, what has happened since I last updated? Well...I moved. I had to move into Dustin's room. Took all afternoon to move my life downstairs. I felt bad cuz he had to clean everything and rearrange everything while I went to work. But he did an amazing job and the room is very cute. I haven't been living there though. I've been living at Sara's. She has her own apt and I stayed there since moving out cuz my bed was piled high with boxes.
I had the time of my life last night. Went to the Tony Awards. Prepared by getting my hair highlighted again and then got into my snazzy tux. Sara got into her fab dress after taping her boobs up and we went to meet our other friends. Got to the Awards and was totally overwhelmed. It was amazing. Very very amazing. I won't go into detail cuz there is too much to tell and I am exhausted. But it was an amazing time. Afterwards, went to The View and spun around the city eating (it's a revolving restaurant on the 48th floor of a building in Times Square).
Got up this morning and flew home. Found out when I got here that I will be moving again. Sigh. I have to move again. But...this one is to MY apartment. Yes, I got it! The one I mentioned a few weeks ago. I am moving in with Mindy and Allison. I like them both a lot, but I am scared that I will not be able to live with them. But the apartment is amazing. Gorgeous. Love it! Excited to get back there and move in.
But I am home for the next few weeks. I already kinda want to go back home. I know it is kinda vain to think, but it hurts to come home and see that everyone's life has gone on without me here. It saddens me to know that they don't really need me. And it makes me sad that I don't need them either. And it is just a weird feeling. It's not that they embarrass me, but I don't know how to describe it. I guess it is a reminder that I am not as urban and hip and as cool of a person as I try to think and pretend I am? I don't know what it is. But I kinda feel like I want to go back to NY tomorrow. I don't mean it, but it feels right to say it. I love them tons...but can't I love them from afar? Can't they come to visit me? I am already bored out of my mind here. This is going to be a long and thought-filled break.
I am talking with someone tomorrow. They aren't a psychologist or a shrink, but I think they are something related to that? I guess I will try to go into it with an open mind and be open to ideas and talking. No harm can come from it, right?
Well, it's now technically Tuesday, and I have had little sleep these past few days, so I am going to go sleep in MY bed now.