So I finally saw Thom. After a heinous 3 hr walk in the city with Katie and sending off Dad's present, I went to college for lunch. OMG food! Glorious food. Hallelujah type of food. I was still dying from the walk and convinced Katie is possessed. Anyway Thom cut his hair! It's normal now, as in normal guy normal, rather than his usually unique woah haircut. He's still hot, but I missed the old parisien chic hair.
Dropped off his christmas gift which he loved and I found ironic considering its a scarf in 40 degree weather.
So everyone knows that Nath got into an accident, he's fine but his car was wrecked so currently he doesn't have a car which means I don't get to see him. On Saturday my fridge decided to go on the fritz and things weren't cold, and the nectarines I was waiting to ripen got stuff growing on them, and mold on the bread and the mince meat I was keeping for spaghetti turned brown so I had to throw all my food out and when the fridge just went kaboom, I sat down and cried for an hour, feeling extremely sorry for myself.
Good news is I got my therapist back so I'm seeing him again sometime in easter break.
The weather has been confoundedly staggering lately. I think it's a sign...
At the moment I'm still stuck in the tiny little studio.
+The Writer+
Taka is a young law/arts student, often bumbling through life and trying to be a person rather than being defined by social conventions.
Shy, geeky, emotional, proud, and quite bisexual, doesn't smoke, drink sometimes, passionate about most things, Taka spends time dreaming, dancing, drawing and watching movies, often anime.
Is in love with the idea of love, gives hugs at the most random times, and is constantly worrying about people eventhough it does not look like it.
Aspires to either become a beautiful hermit by the river or a world dictator.
+The Blog+
Niflheim represents both light and darkness, of the celebration and distaste of life, of musings and incoherent thought. It is an outlet for personified angst and pessimism with chuckfuls of laughter and smiles.
It is Taka's way of drawing out all the little disturbing thoughts giving rise to nightmares, a way to self reflect, a way to seek solace.
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