Sunday, February 8, 2009

Strange beds and a decision.

Last night was a wild time. Brianna's party turned out to be HUGE but laaaame. Everyone was super drunk, except for Gabbi and I, as we just kept going outside to smoke out of my shitty pop bottle bong as this emo straight edge kid stood there looking like a lost puppy and talking to us. Mostly about how he doesn't do drugs. And he just kept saying it. Repeatedly. Annoying? Yes. It was at about this time when we decided to call Gabbi's friend and cab across town to chill at her house.

The cab driver was insane. Hahaha. We told him our tale of the lame party and how they are just rarely fun anymore. So he then says, in his super strong east indian accent, "You find no parteh, you come to dee parteh cab." And then he starts BLASTING the radio. And Gabz and I are just giggling like mad. Wow. Gotta love the awkward moments. Actually I was kind of creeped out by him.. but then Marina came out and paid for our cab.

Marinas house was way beyond ballin'. She lives with a roommate, named Jen, who seemed pretty cool. Marina is my age, and goes to my current school. The whole thing kind of intrigued me, and I started wondering if I could do that. You know, live on my own and stuff. But as always, it seemed impossible. Anyway, eventually she left with her boyfriend, and Gabbi and I just chilled around the house. After eating way too many handfuls of dry oats, she fell asleep on the couch and I passed out in Marinas bed.

3 am. I'm awoken by an energetic, happy Marina, completely high on ecstacy, shaking me awake because she wants the blanket I'm lying on. Which is really soft by the way. So she takes the blanket, I am standing there, COMPLETELY out of it, and she goes "Okay, give me a hug!". So we hugged. And it was cute. And I still had no idea what was going on so I went back to bed.

In the morning, Gabbi and I called my mom, who came and picked us up. They seemed to get along well. All in all a pretty weird night.

Okay, now back to the Marina-living-on-her-own thing. My brother and his super awesome girlfriend Brooklyn, are desperate for a roommate. I pondered about moving in, just gave it some brief thought, but then I was like "No, I couldn't afford it." Lately I've just been feeling really codependant, almost like a total baby. So after talking to Marina about how she does things.. well, I realized it was actually do-able! I've really had this seemingly natural urge to leave home lately. I'm sick of how I am, never doing anything for myself. So today I talked to Sean and Brooklyn and decided I'm going to move in at the beginning of March. I have a 2 hour class every morning, and then I can work for the rest of the day and come up with the money to pay their super cheap rent!

I can't believe I'm actually doing this.

I'm probably completely insane.
It sounds totally out of the blue but it's like all I've been thinking about lately.
And my second eldest brother did it a few years ago, and he's really supportive and thinks it's a great idea. So does Janelle. She has that same feeling I do. The IWANTOUT feeling. Only she's already in France. Now I understand why she was in such a big hurry to leave.
And Seans is a lot closer to school, so I can walk there every day.
I'm nervous. I know very well that it will be a challenge, but that's exactly what I need/want right now.
This also means I can buy my own groceries!!!

Now I just need to run this by my parents. Prepare for destruction with the father..

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