|  the first christmas i remember... in our "mikey" mouse sweats.. (they were from Korea.. go figure) haha |
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| halloween is a very interesting holiday. i don't know how most other people spent it, but i rarely remember having an actual costume growing up. the only thing i've had was She-Ra mask and then ghetto costumes put together.... so call me ms. halloween-scrooge, but i don't get so excited for halloween...
maybe this pic will help you understand why:
my ghetto halloween costume
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| my eyes are puffy from watching P.S. I Love You
that is such a SAAAD movie! OMG. every chance I got to catch my breath I did, but then something would be sad again.. sheeesh!  I don't know how I would cope with losing my spouse (not that I have one now, but u know what I mean)... AHHH If you're emotional, don't watch this movie... unless you want a good long 1 and a half hour cry...
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| things are gonna change....
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| so, my life has definitely been a roller coaster these past few weeks... lots of things just so uncertain and changing. and it's hard for me to deal with change. i'm all about consistency...
anyways, so due to some circumstances, i had to move into the UIC graduate dorm (it feels like a prison with no bars). as bad as that is, it only got worse. as soon as i get to my room, my roommate is there, questioning why i was there and immediately let me know she did not like that i was there. to make the situation even worse, her mother was there. and on top of that, her mother was planning on staying the whole semester. i was so shocked. i just wanted to move in, unpack and get ready for the school year. the easiest thing would be to get reassigned to a different room, but that process would take about 3 weeks. as my family helped me move in my stuff, they completely ignored our greetings and attempt to be polite.
so i moved in, upset and frustrated and just utterly shocked... i had that feeling where you want to cry and punch a hole in the wall at the same time... to make me even more upset, she writes me a letter and posts it on the bathroom door. she gives me a list of how to clean the apartment and for me to keep quiet as she "extensively studies." i wanted to reply back with some remarks, but i refrained... as i moved in more stuff, i tried being as civil as possible. i asked for permission to move around things in the fridge to move in my stuff, but they didn't respond.
i decided that rude replies back and punching the wall while crying wouldn't be productive, so i contacted the resident director and notified her of the situation. so now the girl and her mother will be moving out. i feel kind of bad because i didn't want to kick them out or anything... but they said that they planned on moving out if someone moved in.
the girl said she's been depressed at the dorm and wanted to move out. her mother said that she's been getting so many calls with her daughter being so sad, so she had to leave her job to come out to take care of her.
so in the end, we both win. the girl gets to move out of this place and i don't have to move again into a different dorm. it's funny how things end up. i realized that you really gotta stop and listen to people before you come to any conclusion~
OMG I THINK THEY'RE FINALLY MOVING OUT TOMORROW!!!!
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