Today was beautiful and sunny, omfg. We went wandering around, shoppin' it up so Jen could find some good tee-shirts. The best find of the day was a felt and wire unicorn at Goodwill. It was frighteningly skinny in the limbs and had a creepy face painted on. I nearly bought it, but then I thought about how limited my funds are and how hards it's going to be to find a job. Ugh.
I keep thinking this really isn't a good idea after all. I miss everyone from home, I miss and worry about my parents, I miss having everything I needed, I miss being able to do things after dark, I miss my cat, I miss my house, I almost miss GSU (strangely enough), I miss my comfy bed, I miss my books, I miss good dinners and good food in general, I miss fucking everything. I imagine things will happen that will make being here worth it, but right now it's just kind of cold and scary. I thought I'd gotten used to panhandling, but there are an unbelievably large number of people asking for your money here. It's really depressing, how many homeless, disabled, and just plain crazy people there are. I'm not frightened to leave the building or something, but the misery sort of weighs one down like you wouldn't believe.
I've only been here for a week, but I kind of feel like this was a mistake. Everyone says how awesome Portland is, and yeah, it's probably great if you actually live here or if you're over 21, but I don't know anyone and I can't go to most of the fun places. Blargh. It seems like the only things I have to do involve spending money.
On the up side, I have already met really nice people, which is hopeful for the future. Perhaps I'll be able to establish a good strong network of friends/acquaintances and my life will be awesome. Also, I probably shouldn't judge before I even start school, since pretty much all I've been doing is sitting around and feeling sorry for myself. I'll reevaluate at the end of the week when I've been to my classes and such. Also, Jen's birthday is this week, so we're going to have a Mexi-party on Friday. Yay.
I haven't really been to any of the parks yet, since it's been so cold, but I imagine once it warms up a bit (late february, according to weather.com averages), there will be more to do outside which will be great.
I don't know, I guess now I just feel like there wasn't really any point to coming here. I was pretty happy at home, so why am I uprooting and making myself lonely and scared? Whatever, I guess it's a little late to change my mind.
My class schedule:
Monday: Time Arts from 11 to 5.
Tuesday/Thursday: Digital Tools from 8-10:45, Illustration Studio 1 from 11-3.
Wednesday: "Natural Science" of some sort 8-10:45, Comtemporary Art Theory from 11-3.
It's a good thing I've been waking up pretty early anyways...
1 comment:
It's true; it's only been a week. Things will improve. I promise. I'm sorry you've been having such a blah time, but at least there's been some fun adventures and nice people mixed in. You'll figure things out real soon, once you get in the school rhythm. Just remember to smile and talk to people a lot!
AND I'm serious about your care package. I'm organizing that mess and it will be coming your way soon.
Iloveloveloveyou.
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