We're going through changeeeeeeeeees!

Nevermind the lame title.

I finally moved today! New home! New bed! New shower! Same carpet tough, it's too fluffy to discard.

There's just something about moving. If there's a thing I hate, is looking for an apartment. Seriously, I would rather having some 12 year old kid kicking my ass all afternoon, than to spend it looking for a new home. By the previous July I was forced to find a new place, and found a neat little apartment about a mile away from where I was living before. It's a really small apartment... I'm used to the big ones, with a large living room to do whatever I want there. Now I dont even have a living room, but the room kicks butts. It's awesome!

I don't like the actual moving, but I feel pretty damn excited about it... today, when all the moving business was over, I didn't want to come home. I wanted to stay there already, try out the new place like some little girl plays with her Barbie house all day long. I know I'll be a little miserable there... I'll be mostly alone, with no one to talk to and discuss the day after the day it's over. I will miss that, and still don't know how it will affect me from now on.

Well, I guess I'll try to find excuses NOT to come home...! But until those days come, there's still a lot of work to be done. You better start wishing me luck now, because I'll be needing it badly for the next weeks.