Genevieve's Place

Well, it looks like I start work in a week, and it also looks like it'll be a rainy week off. Oh well. Hasn't stopped me from doing things before. I feel like I haven't moved at all today. Which is kinda true. It's almost paralyzing, this.

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That, right there. Right there was second year of university. Why does moving home always feel like taking steps back in how far I've come? Re-enter this place on a semi permanent basis, and I'm right back to where I was 8 months ago. Still annoyed at the same little things, still walk around the same way. Will I ever grow up?

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I figure that not having the internet at home at the moment shouldn't nessesarily be stopping me from blogging. So here I am, sitting on my bedroom floor, typing on my keyboard, relying on for entertainment the games that I have downloaded. And I'm home. You know how it's always like you get along better with people when you don't live with them? Well, it goes in the other direction too. Maybe I'm just a bit antsy cuz I don't exactly have a job yet, and my crap is all over the house, as in no room for it. But still. Not feelin the love. Oh well. Guess that's not what I'm here for anyway. I miss everyone already. Spend almost everyday with people, including roommates, and expect to miss them when they're gone. Supposed to be going shopping tomorrow. Ick, can't think of anything else that I'd rather not do. But by now I'm dying for some starbucks. I really didn't peg myself as that type, but still. A caramel macciato would be heaven right about now. Not worth a shopping experience with my sisters though. And I still need to bring stuff home from my apt.

We played two truths and a lie tonight at holly and phil's. Very introspective. Especially when someone says they envy my lifestyle (or whatever). In the city, I seem like the most innocent, guileless person. Probably because I have no idea of how to act otherwise. I'm just the wide-eyed small town girl. Most know better by now though. Sometimes, I think, when I'm around city people, I feel like my 'innocence' is the only thing that sets me apart. Or at least I thought so for a while.

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The worst is over. Or well, the worst was over at about 10:40 this morning. Why they even bother to schedule 3 hours for some exams is way beyond me. Anyway, I've decided that I like exams time. It lets us be in a pretend world where what we're doing actually matters. How I did on these exams will very much not matter in five years or so. Whether I got A or B, or even C has almost no effect on what happens even in the near future. I was thinking that as I was walking back to the toonie lot :( after my day of exams. The student-during-exams-time card is pretty much priceless. We get to freak out for no reason, get time off work, which is sort of legit, drink dangerous amounts of coffee, and we stay up irresponsibly late, when really we could've been studying earlier today. But, oh well, everyone says....it's exams time.

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I'm here. I'm at home. All because my mom called me this morning and said, pretty much, either you're coming home or I'm coming to get you. And really, suddenly studying didn't matter so much and I came home. And...I'm currently doing what I do when I'm at home...nothing. And, as usual, I've had my nice coffee and probably way too much chocolate...but it is Easter after all. Note to self: when you put references available upon request on your resume....at least have some references lined up, kay?

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Huge exam tomorrow...and only the first of five. Ouch...well, actually not so bad. Everything in my life would be not so bad if I knew the fate of myself and this job, and whether we will be together this summer. Because if I don't, among other things, I have to add the stress of a job search to my study time. Anyway, I'll try not to think about it while I'm 'studying.' I've been taking far too many studying breaks and doing far from enough studying. I wish I could say that I've studied enough, and won't do anymore before the exam, but then the freaking out begins. I think I might be okay, but then, I know I won't. If I escape this class with a C+ I will be super happy, but a C will do. I don't I've eaten worse in my life than I have the past week. Eulch.

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