I moved!
The day I signed a lease for my new apartment, I came home from work to hear that we have to be out of here, TONIGHT, from one of the roommates moving with me. Apparently the landlord wasn't too thrilled about our plan. About forty minutes later I had all my stuff thrown into my suitcase and into the back of a friend's car and that's the last I saw of any of them. I got to the new place at around midnight and there I've been ever since.
It's nice. We moved into the place with no furniture whatsoever and ... I still don't have anything, so I've been sleeping on the fake wood floor every night for the last week, which ... actually has been great for my back (my air mattress at the old place was really shitty), and the apartment is newly renovated and beautiful. It's about a block from Honolulu's Chinatown which, if you know Honolulu, isn't a great neighborhood, but it's better than Kalihi for sure, plus it's got all sorts of tourist attractions and neat stores and restaurants nearby. Nightclubs, too. And the fruit market! It's awesome.
And I feel like I'm back in grad school again! I was still going, before, I just haven't felt present for a while, and I was essentially doing the bare minimum required of me for a couple weeks there. Now I'm submitting proposals for my final projects and it's exciting but frustrating, a little bit. I'm trying to write papers on endangered sign languages, mostly, and thanks to that I've been having weekly meetings with a very well known name in the field, which is exciting as hell, and I'm learning so much.
I'M GONNA BE A REAL LINGUIST SOMEDAY.
Probably.
The day I signed a lease for my new apartment, I came home from work to hear that we have to be out of here, TONIGHT, from one of the roommates moving with me. Apparently the landlord wasn't too thrilled about our plan. About forty minutes later I had all my stuff thrown into my suitcase and into the back of a friend's car and that's the last I saw of any of them. I got to the new place at around midnight and there I've been ever since.
It's nice. We moved into the place with no furniture whatsoever and ... I still don't have anything, so I've been sleeping on the fake wood floor every night for the last week, which ... actually has been great for my back (my air mattress at the old place was really shitty), and the apartment is newly renovated and beautiful. It's about a block from Honolulu's Chinatown which, if you know Honolulu, isn't a great neighborhood, but it's better than Kalihi for sure, plus it's got all sorts of tourist attractions and neat stores and restaurants nearby. Nightclubs, too. And the fruit market! It's awesome.
And I feel like I'm back in grad school again! I was still going, before, I just haven't felt present for a while, and I was essentially doing the bare minimum required of me for a couple weeks there. Now I'm submitting proposals for my final projects and it's exciting but frustrating, a little bit. I'm trying to write papers on endangered sign languages, mostly, and thanks to that I've been having weekly meetings with a very well known name in the field, which is exciting as hell, and I'm learning so much.
I'M GONNA BE A REAL LINGUIST SOMEDAY.
Probably.