This week is moving in week! Finally back to being in my own space again.  Although I still have yet to get a mattress so I may be sleeping on my friends couch for a little while longer. I did go test some out though and that was quite the experience.

This past week has been a whirlwind.  This past month has been, it's gone by fast. One of my good friends from Montana flew in the past week and I was able to spend a few hours on Thursday night and Friday with her.  It was a lot of fun catching up.  It's pretty amazing when you don't see someone for 7 years and then just hang out again like it was yesterday. 

 



The next few weeks/months are going to be extremely busy.  I just finished this last semester and now I'm taking a summer class in which my teacher explained that we need to devote 25-30 hours a week to.  Uh huh.  So between work and school I'll be a zombie. It's only for six weeks though and then VEGAS.

Where to begin. 

Friday I had my 'date' and I was extremely nervous all day. I psyche myself up and over-think everything. I met him once before but it was in a group setting so being alone would be different. He was cute but quiet.  I'm not used to seeing quiet guys.  I had to talk a lot, maybe more than usual, just to keep things going and I really don't enjoy talking about myself that much.  We had a beer and then headed over to see the Avengers which I enjoyed.  It was so long though that I had to fight to stay awake.  The movie ended at almost 1 in the morning and then came the part of first dates that I HATE...the end.  Do we hug? What if he tries to kiss me?  What if  I'm not feeling it? In the end I gave him a quick hug and headed out.  I don't want to lead him on into thinking I want something more with a kiss but when a guy pays for dinner I feel like I owe him something?  I'm weird. This is why I like to pay for myself on dates. So that was that. You'd think with all of the practice I have going on first dates I'd be a pro at this.

Saturday my friend and I went to the drive in to see Dark Shadows. Going to the drive in was something I did a lot in Montana. It made me miss home.  We didn't prepare very well so we ended up sitting in the car instead of under the stars but we had a lot of fun.  People watching at the drive in is most excellent.  The movie was okay.  I expected it to be more of a comedy and while it had its funny moments, it was not.  I still enjoyed it though and the soundtrack was really good.

Meanwhile, my friend texted me and let me in on a lead to an absolutely adorable guy whom I knew nothing of.  He is a tattoo artist and one of our mutual friends goes to him.  I messaged this mutual friend to see if he was single and it turns out, he is.  I ended him sending him a message myself asking him out for beers and he said yes.  Know I am having really really good butterflies. I don't want to get too ahead of myself but I'm hoping we can grab some beers soon and see what happens.

I can finally breathe a little.  My Algebra final is over and even though I bombed, I still passed the class with a high C, shit-balls.  I have my macroeconomics final left on Monday and while that one makes me want to pull my hair out, it's not as stress inducing as Algebra.

Bar hopping is happening a lot, maybe too much. This is what happens when you are couch surfing with a friend who lives right smack dab in the middle of hipster central and there are 30+ bars within walking distance. Apparently it's my goal to try all of them. I even have a date tomorrow night. AH. I've done my fair share of dating and going on a lot of first dates so this will either be very entertaining or good writing material. I'm not looking to get married next week so I'm going in with the intention of having fun and trying some new things.


Also, my friend from Montana is flying in next week and I could not be more excited. I haven't seen her since I was 17/18, so, 7 years?  Absolutely crazy.  We used to be the little rebels in Sunday school.  I can't wait to show her around this lovely city I call my home.  It's so fun when friends visit because you can play tourist with them and not look like a total toolbag. Lets just hope it stops raining.

A few days ago I packed everything up that I had left and closed the door to that apartment that has been my home for the past years.  It was weird, surreal.  Matt was there and actually helped my friend and I move a piece of furniture, almost killing himself in the process.  I didn't know what to say though and my friend could tell I was clearly flustered.  I'm ready to move on but some things still hold me back, like the over $500 he still owes me that I'll probably never see again.  I just need to let it go.

I'm now in a transition period where I've yet to move into my new place so I'm living out of suitcase in my friends living room, potentially staying with a few other friends in between.  My friends have been so amazing through this whole ordeal, I'm not quite sure what I'd do without them.  I've gone out more in the past three weeks than I have in the past three years.  It's fun, I'm getting a new sense of life and feeling refreshed and happy!

Emma's new mom is still keeping me updated.  It looks like her new home is going to work out.  She told me that they absolutely love her and they needed her just as much as she needed them.  (tears, tears and more tears)  I still look at pictures of her and cry but I'm so glad she's in a great home and not sitting in a shelter.

This semester is coming to an end, summer is around the corner which means a trip to Las Vegas with friends and I'm looking forward to ALL of it.