Feeling Lost vs Partying Up

With Operation Wepa off to a decent start...I want to "let my hair down" this weekend. I heard of a BBQ / Party in Far Rock, I heard about Robert Moses tomorrow...there's a girl or two I'd like to see this weekend...

I'm feeling lost a bit though, when it comes to non-fun activities. It puts a damper on my fun-meter (One flag! Six flags!) Maybe it's just because I woke up. Everything in my life is so suddenly different.

• I went from having one of the quietest roommates in history to one of the most talkative. (See photo)
  

• I went from all spanish people to all american people surrounding me.

• I went from having a million people in my house to...well, that hasn't changed, it's just different people with Esteban being the common denominator LOL.

• I went from living in working-class Queens to snobbish East Village. Of course it's only temporary.

• I went from having a loving cat to...nothing.

• I went from Powerhouse Gym to Crunch...which is cool because they have a sauna.

Basically, it's a totally new change. And even though I still have all of my friends' numbers in my phone and the same area code, I feel separated. And this is in the same city. Imagine being in another...Commonwealth (Virginia is too I think).

Something to adjust to gradually as I prepare for the big jump to La Isla Bonita.

Never mind the ickiness I may temporarily feel, for I accomplished a lot yesterday.

I went to the gym, blasted out a lot of work, and went to bed early! Potentially missing something fun with my Queens friends and DEFINITELY missing something with a hot new friend...she kept calling and texting...and I was ASLEEP. Bummer.

But it's the weekend! And have fun I shall!