I started a livejournal and have thus been neglecting Diaryland a bit. Sorry, Diaryland. I don't want to give the URL for it here because, um, it's less personal, so I use real names and locations and everything (which I know isn't difficult to figure out if you read this regularly, but ih).

I found a place to live in Vancouver anyway and am relatively content and looking forward to the school year starting up. I am a bit concerned because I was too stupid to get a receipt for the damage deposit, but the people seemed fairly cool, so it should be okay. I HOPE!!

I also hope no one hates me.

And I really, really, REALLY hope that I have a boyfriend this year. I need a relationship for... I don't know for what, really. Just to know I've had one and am capable of having something healthy.

Speaking of unhealthy, I really don't understand gitfucker. He was very nice to me with driving me to the airport, but I have no desire to maintain a close level of contact with him. The guy obviously doesn't really care about me, so why should I want to maintain contact? I didn't respond to his email because I had nothing to respond to. All I want is to give him the 100 pounds I owe him and maybe an occasional email if we can be bothered. I don't really care if he wants a Third Eye Blind shirt like he said he does. I look at that kind of request and think, "yeah, and I wanted a birthday card."

I'm looking forward to my classes starting up - all six of them! They will probably kill me, but I'll manage to be resurrected, I'm sure! AND!!!!!!!!!! Kandy is coming to visit :) :) :) :) :) :) Sept 14!!! :) :) :) I can't wait to show her Vancouver!! I'm a bit worried about not having loads of time, with my courseload and all, but she said she knows and understands and we'll still have some nights, so yeah.. it'll be fine :) yay!!

And so many concerts!! I need tickets for the White Stripes and Black Rebel Motorcylce Club (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) and Hawksley Workman :) :) Modest Mouse are also coming, but I'll be home that weekend 'cause my uncle bought me a plane ticket for his party.

God, I need sex.

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