What Are The Odds

August is getting so 'augusty'. I've had really good weekends this month and I'm going to have another great one to look forward to in the coming week and that makes me smile lots thinking about that. Today was long and quick in a good way, I was with people I liked being around and it felt like a socially productive day even though I woke up unusually late this morning. Consecutive nights of speeding through Suits. I have reasons.

Start time: noon
- met Will at the station
- took the train to town to surprise Sarah
- Karee came later
- sat and talked on high chairs, classy stuff
- went for an appointment
- Mum came after
- ran some errands got some sandals that will be irrelevant in life by the next 2 weeks
- roast rosemary chicken for dinner
- brought extras to Tessa and we sat outside her room doing things on our laptops and talking I'm going to miss these weekend things a lot when I leave
End time: midnight

The more I'm with my friends the more humbled I am by their company, they teach me to see so much in things I don't when I'm alone. This year I've had my fair share of solitude and company, and I've also learnt that these two aspects are as much complementary as they are contrasting. I'm down to my last two and a half weeks at home, and then I'm going to be finally gone. Everyone around me tells me two things; 1) "I'm so excited for you, aren't you excited" to which I respond "no" and they are shocked 2) "you're going to get a boyfriend over there", which again my response is "no". While I was on the floor copying files at Tessa's just now she asked me if I've mentally prepared myself to leave. I said no. When I receive my accommodation confirmation email this week I think that will be the final marker for my new life and that will hit me hardest in the face. I'm just going to get on with packing and seeing people and what comes will come I guess.

Here are some lines that floated through my head in the past week, I wrote them down in a note on my phone so now I'm moving them here:

Some tits are coco loco

Watch yourself like a surveillance camera

Dropping out of the human race