it's good enough, good enough for me

I've officially changed my major to television with a concentration in writing/producing. This excites me.

Tamora left this morning. I cried. I didn't mean to, but I can't deal with this whole being alone in a new place thing. I mean, I know that I've been here for over two months now, but I don't have any super good friends. And it sucks.

I got food poisoning from the Subway on Halsted and Belmont. Never go there. Never get their meatball subs. You will die.

I think that once I get finished with my midterm and a lot of the other homework that I've been neglecting, I'll hop on the L and ride around to random parts of the city and look at different apartments. Tamora and I toured one called Lake Meadows that was lovely. One thing we noticed? We were the only white girls there. XD

I might go out and buy a notebook and fill it with information on different apartments and prices and good things about it and bad things about it and have it all prepared and ready, so that next time Tamora is able to make it to the city we can look at all of the good places and not waste our time looking at the shitty ones. The only thing that I really didn't like about Lake Meadows was that it doesn't have a dishwasher. Boo. :(

College is a strange thing. I honestly don't understand myself half of the time and I don't control the way I think anymore. There are weird things going on in my head and I really don't know how to react to them. It's strange. It kind of sucks, too.

Oh well. I'm gonna lie down and watch some movie that I got from Netflix. Ta.