Well I've arrived at my destination. It's alright. It'll do for now. Or for a year or however long I must stay here. Being here feels a little bit like living in the Truman Show. A very creepy all Catholic town surrounding a massive church, people riding bikes everywhere, smiling at everyone, and helping everyone with bags and groceries. It's kind of weirding me out, but I'm willing to accept it. And I can't really complain about the pub on campus which has 3 dollar beers INCLUDING Hoegaarden. I think I'll survive. I also have a pimp room and my kick ass roommate back in action, and I can go to the beach whenever I want.
Everytime someone has seen my schedule, theyve lit their hair on fire, stabbed the person next to them, then proceeded to jump off the roof. So I think my plates going to be a BIT full, which is fine, but it sucks that I will have no time to write and vent and complain and research music as much as I was able to do last year and this summer. Actually, scratch that, I will always find time to search for music. psh, who am I kidding...I'll still have something to complain about.
I'll try to catch everyone up to date on the brilliance they've been missing.
And once I get my secret project up and running you will never have to miss anything! Muwahahhaa.
Let me melt.