I live!
I don't know what to say. I'm sorry for the inactivity, but I just haven't had the time for my usual online life at all this past half year or so. As mentioned in my previous blog entry (omg, posted in JANUARY?! Dang it. ._. ) I bought a new apartment and was living with my parents while doing renovations. And whaddya know, it sucked up my life. No, really, I feel like I've been dead for half a year now, no kidding. I had no idea taking on a renovation project like this apartment would be this much work. Especially since I'm doing most of the work myself, and I don't really have the money I need for any of it.
Okay, to tell you guys what's been happening, I'mma give you all an update on things:
I sold my old apartment in late january, early february, and got the monez I needed.
The monez I got was not nearly enough.
I've been working on renovating the livingroom, bedroom, hallway and kitchen.
And I had to buy a whole new interior for the kitchen, cause the old one was.. Uch.
Getting that new interior took, all in all, 4 months due to delays and shit.
I've been sick, a lot, cause apparently my body has decided to shut down.
I might have Fibromyalgia. Woo.
I kept on living with my parents while fighting my body and my apartment.
I finished the livingroom.
After a buttload of effing trouble and whatnot, my EX-BOYFRIEND came to the rescue and actually helped me get the most important stuff in the kitchen installed, so I could get the fridge in place.
Aaaaand, that's when I said Toodles to my folks and moved in.
So there you have it. I've moved into my new apartment after 6 months of working, and so far I have a livingroom and a fridge. The kitchen doesn't even have a sink, much less an oven to cook on or cabinets to place things in, and the bedroom is currently a storage space filled with all sorts of material and crap, the hallway is just a sad, sad place, and the bathroom just looks like something out of hell. And 90% of my stuff is still in boxes.
BUT I FUKKEN LIVE HERE NOW!
You have no idea how happy that makes me. I mean, I really truly and honestly love my family, but having to move home and live with them for over half a year when you're 28 is just... Oh, god. I think my sanity loss towards the end of it was getting pretty critical. But! That's all in the past now. Like, a couple of weeks ago in the past. And now I am finally living by myself again, with just my cat as company.
My god, that cat meows a lot...
But anyhouse! As you can see (metaphorically speaking, of course, cause I pray you're not literally watching me.. o.o ), things are somewhat complicated. I've moved in, but don't really have anything in order just yet, so I can't really call this a home or have guests over or anything, and life is busybusybusy trying to actually finish all the renovations with next to no money to spend. Everything is just chaos, and my health is so bipolar that it's just ridicules, and everything is driving me nuts. I don't have the time I want to do arts or gaming or have a proper online life, and all kinds of partyparty is put on hold.
But you know what? I'm happy. Really, truly and honestly happy. Cause life, in the end, is perfect, and I love it. Heh, quite a bit of change in attitude, eh? I guess you can say that something really important happened in my life that changed everything. And I woke up. I saw myself as who I really am. And now, I have the strength I've always longed for, and the safety within myself that I've dreamt of for so long. So yeah, life is chaotic and problematic, but it doesn't matter, cause I'm truly happy. And I've learned some secrets that I keep close to my heart, and that makes me giggle to myself every now and then. With them close by, nothing can ever get me down or beat me, cause I am unstoppable. ;)
Besides, I'm living among the stars now, and how can that possibly make me frown?! =D
