Tuesday, July 02, 2013
So, today the boy left.
I woke up at 6, got picked up at 6:30, came here, and his whole family left. I promptly grabbed the letter he wrote me, ran up to his bed and read it. Then I put on one of his shirts and attempted to live. ;P
Since then, I got more productive. I felt really weird at first, being in someone else's home while they're gone, and every little sound was making me jump, but I broke past it, Skyped a friend, played some music on the stereo, learned how to play the Cups song.
Since then I've wasted a lot of time, but I've mainly talked to friends. I also biked down to Tim Hortons for lunch, picking up an application form for employment, made a tutoring sign and put it up at the library, watered the flowers, worked on some Physics, made breakfast and washed the dishes, brought the garbage cans in from the road, etc.
Goals for the rest of today are to work out (biking was a little workout but not enough), and to do French and Harmony, as well as bring up the recycling bins (they weren't empty yet when I got the garbage).
Anyway, that's my life. I started the day crying but I'm feeling energized now.
Tonight could be interesting, it's my first night ever staying alone anywhere.
Wish me luck!