I tried starting a new blog on Blogger, but I don’t like not having the community there that Tumblr has here, so I’m starting again here.
It has been quite a while since I’ve blogged regularly and a lot has happened in my life since then. In order to start blogging about my life, I feel it’s only right to introduce it a little bit so that my future posts make sense. So here goes:
In August, I moved out of an apartment with a friend of mine and into an apartment with two random Chinese students who I had never met prior to move-in. In my 4 years of having roommates who were also close friends, I found that living with the people that you spend the majority of your free time with just doesn’t work. At least not for me. Literally every friendship I had with the friends I lived with was affected by living with them. It was my hope that living with random roommates (my only choice since I had already renewed my lease for the 2012-2013 school year) would provide me with the space I needed and an opportunity to do some much needed soul searching. WRONG. My new roommates were horrible. It was the absolute worst experience of my life. They had no respect for me at all. They kept the heat set between 80 and 90 (and once I found it set as high as it would go at 95), the common area was such a dump that there was only a path from the front door to the back hallway that led to my room. On any given day, you could find between 2 and 5 bags of trash strewn across the entryway. The worst part? There were bugs. Everywhere. It was a total nightmare. I tried talking to them, I tried reasoning, but there was nothing that could fix that shit hole. Finally, I went to the landlord and demanded that they reassign me to another apartment, because I couldn’t deal with it anymore. In November, I was able to move into a new apartment with only one roommate. Things are much better, but it’s awkward. We both spend the majority of our time at home in our rooms, but it’s much, much better than it was with my crAsian roommates from hell.
A month into my first semester of my 6th year at Purdue (yeah, I was starting to feel like Van Wilder), I was having a really hard time finding the motivation to go to class. I just couldn’t get into any of them. I had changed my major a handful of times and I felt like I still hadn’t settled into the right one. After taking a comedy writing class at The Second City in Chicago, I had finally found my calling: I want to write for TV. I knew that my English major just wasn’t going to give me the preparation I needed for a career like that and after scouring the list of Liberal Arts majors, it became pretty clear that Purdue just didn’t offer a program that could. So after doing some research, I decided to leave Purdue and start the Creative Writing for Entertainment program at Full Sail University. I am loving it so much! Full Sail has a really, really good Creative Writing program and I only wish I had found out about it sooner. I’d really love to be able to participate in the program on Full Sail’s campus in Florida, but that’s just not in the cards for me, so I’m taking the online approach. Sometimes I get hung up on the fact that, at 24, I still haven’t graduated and started my career yet, but I’m slowly becoming OK with it. I have finally figured out what I want to do with my life and if that means I have to take a little extra time to get the education I need to do that, then I’m fine with that.
So now I’m just stationed in West Lafayette until my lease ends in August and then I’m moving to Bloomington to be closer to my boyfriend. We’ve spent this past year in a distance relationship and I’m really missing living in the same town as him. I say “distance” because he only lives an hour away, but that distance still keeps us from seeing each other the way we were able to before he moved. My life is pretty drab right now, because aside from seeing Peter on the weekends and going to Kokomo for girls nights on Wednesdays, I don’t see anyone. Most of my “friends” in town turned out to be less than stellar, so I’m living vicariously through Netflix until I can move to Bloomington and meet new people. I’m really looking forward to this move, because I think a fresh start in a new city is just what I need right now. I’m ready for a change. Plus, I’ll only be an hour away from my family (as opposed to 3 hours right now), so I’ll be able to spend a lot more time with them. I have a really good feeling about all of it.
So that pretty much sums it up. I’m really going to try to write regularly again. Blogging is so therapeutic and I could really use that right now.