This week I: a)started school b)signed the lease on the most awesomest apartment ever and c)found a job
It's too much, really. School, well, that was alright. The good/sucky ratio of my classes is about even right now, with French Lit coming in first for goodness followed by History of Imperial China. Then there's Brit Lit and College Math, which are both kind of blah, though math is by far the most blah of the two. I hate math.
Then there is of course the subject of the most awesomest apartment ever, which Dave and I will be moving into mid-September. It's so amazingly cool. We're going to have a swank cocktail party/house warming party after we get moved in. Oh yes, and plans are in the works for some kind of Iron Chef style dinner party. It may be a bit empty for awhile, save for a beat-up tan couch we're taking with us that some old roommate of Dave's left, and a bed. And that's about it. But who cares, we don't need furniture, we've got the coolest apartment ever! Did I mention it was great? I know, I know...I'm just excited.
And I'm now a member of the working class! Woo! I'm going to be working at the mall, doing mall-ish type stuff. The manager that I interviewed with today seemed really cool. She reminded me of my grandma, all friendly and informal. I'm just extremely happy that I'm no longer unemployed, and it couldn't have come at a better time. Everything's all falling into place. Finally. Sheesh.
