back from teletubby land

it all feels so surreal, all the things ive seen and the pple ive met. even all the things we've done. WE'RE ALL FINALLY IN ART SCHOOL, WTF. you know how you've always thought about and wanted something, you get it finally and start wondering if it was the right choice and expect shit to happen. something like that. FOC was pretty great, but with my voice gone, i cant say i came back in one piece. ive seen my share of interesting pple, though mostly not really in a good way. nevertheless, im glad i went, although being unable to speak kinda took away some of the fun. last week of the hols, and all i wna do is slack at home permanently. ah well. i know my new address! weirded out by the sudden changes in life. my bed feels so neat and CLEAN after camp+staying at a temporary bunk in hall 2, i feel like some sort of a person with an OCD for cleaniness and tidiness with my roommate over the past 4 days lol. and i predict that im gna be super anal with cleaning out our room in hall 6 when the time comes.

i dont know how proper GIRLS could live everyday otherwise, in a room with unwashed dishes and dust on every surface and yellowing sud-stains and hair-balls in the drains and water stains on the mirror and i-dont-know-what on the floor and sticky unknowns with random hairs from strangers accumulated in every single nook and cranny over the years of its use. eewww. its strange how i used to think nothing about it until ive really experienced it myself.

guys should really peep around in a girl's room when the owner is unaware before commenting on whether a random girl is cute or not. like seriously.