I know you were just dying to hear about my take on the whole Justin Timberlake-Cameron Diaz dating business. Well, it sucks. I love Cameron Diaz and think she is adorable, which is why it sucks so badly. Anyway...I actually had ANOTHER Justin dream, which makes me think that maybe my obsession is getting a little too high-school-girly. This dream was great, though. I got to meet him, and he kissed me, and then we started making out. Later on I got to hear about how he feels about Christina Aguilera (he has a lot of respect for her, in case you were wondering). What makes me mad, though, is that things went no further than making out. Hello?!?!?! I have a very realistic dream about meeting my true lovah and we don't even make it to second base? Am I some sort of a dream prude? All I have to say is that if I have any more dreams about Justin, they better be pornographic in nature!
Things have been busy lately. Cassandra left right before July 4th, and I am so sad that she is gone. Justin and I drove her to the airport, then I went to my mom's house. I was feeling not very into Fourth of July, so my mom and I just hung out and watched a movie. We saw Raising Victor Vargas and it was so completely excellent. You have to see it. It was just so sweet and touching and perfect. I loved it.
Yesterday I went with Justin to look at apartments. We found two that we really liked, so we are going to look at a few more places and then apply. Both of the apartments we liked have two bedrooms and two bathrooms, which I think will be really great. I suppose we could get a one bedroom, but I think it will be nice to have more space. I have enough stuff on my own to fill a two bedroom, plus if we get annoyed at each other...you know. The dilemma between the two is that one is bigger and the other has a jacuzzi bathtub in one of the bathrooms. Who doesn't want a jacuzzi bathtub? We are kind of leaning toward the bigger one, but who knows. We also are going to look at some duplexes. We can't afford to rent a house in the area of my school. We are looking at the $700.00 range of price (the two we like are both $680.00). Anyway, the other nice thing is that both of them are really close to my school and to a grocery store and all of these exercise type trails. Actually, another new to the school teacher is renting an apartment in one of the complexes! A special education teacher...so that would be cool.
Thank you so much to beany_53 for leaving such nice guestbook messages--I knew what you meant. :) Also, thank you to people who left messages about the job hunt. It is so cool knowing that people out there that I don't even know that are pulling for me. It's like good karma or something?
Speaking of the Internet, I'm reading Why Girls are Weird by Pamela Ribon. I guess she has a famous weblog, but I had never heard of it. Anyway, I am enjoying her book a lot. It is about a woman who has a weblog and tells lies about herself on it. It's more than that, but it is really funny and readable.
I miss Cassandra so much. I am really trying to get her to move up here. I have so much more fun when she is around. She is so funny, and I admire her so much. I really just hope that good things happen for her soon because she has gone through so much crap in the last few years. I hate it that my best friend has to live in another state. She's also thinking about joining the Peace Corp, though, and I really don't want her to. I do, because I think it would be great for her, but I also don't because she will be gone in another country for two years. Also, the people I have known that come back from the Peace Corp are all crazy. For example, they are all crunchy and don't care how they look anymore. I mean, obviously it is a life-changing experience, and people reevaluate their belief systems and all of that. I get that, but I really don't want Cassandra to come back and be all haphazardly dressed and deeply spiritual in a weird way. I sound awful and shallow, but maybe that's just how I am.
I am looking forward to my new life so much. I have this horrible self-help book called Transitions that I had to read in this grad. school class. Anyway, I keep thinking about that book, and how I am going to be going through some major transitions. Even if they are good (we hope) they are still scary and different.
