^{I don't recommend you read this entry; it's mostly to get something off my chest, so there's a bit of drama in here
And for some reason my mood changer still isn't working -_-}

It seems like just yesterday that I moved to this city.
It seems like just yesterday that I was so happy to be here.
It seems like just yesterday that everything was going along so smoothly...

But, you know what?
I knew.

I knew deep down that it wasn't meant to last.
I knew that it wouldn't end well.

Why?

Because it was too good to be true.

I have an announcement:
On July 18th, I'll be moving my stuff out of my apartment and moving back to the country.
The reason?

Mostly, it's because of school. I've scheduled myself to take 7 film-related classes. With my first-year success and the great opportunity I have now, I can't pass this up.
No matter how hard I may work myself at a decent part-time job, there's no way I could afford this place.

It's a nice apartment and it's located in a very convenient place, but it's too pricey for a university student. Sadly, I can no longer stay here

There is also another reason for my leaving...

My roommate and I have been falling apart.
I didn't want it to happen. I made an attempt to stop it from happening, but now I feel it's too late; a large piece of our friendship has died.
Now I don't mean completely, but now we're not nearly as close as we were before.

We were such great friends, but now it's gone, which breaks my heart. Why couldn't things stay the way they were? Why did things have to change so much?

It seems we don't really talk anymore; just small comments every now and then to each other. It feels so oppressive in here, almost like I'm suffocating.
It makes me question what kind of friend I am. Am I really a good person? Or am I bastard?

I'm not blaming anyone, but I can't help but ask: "Who is at fault here? What went wrong?"

But it's not only our friendship that's falling apart:
Canada's healthcare system was ranked 21 out of 24, since we're grossly short of doctors.
My city just experienced their 18th homicide since January the other day.
Cops are being intimidated and discriminated for testifying against an officer who was driving drunk.

Almost seems like my country is falling apart too

But there's also you guys: my deviantART friends.
Seems like forever since I talked with all of you. My inbox if filling up, and I still don't have a new deviation.
I want things to change, but my body is too sluggish to do anything.
I wish things were like the way they were before; I would talk and write frequently, meeting new people and talking with my friends.

I could just be overreacting; I may only be in a funk right now, over-thinking everything. I don't know.

Fortunately, there is some hope.
I've been talking to *RightTheFighter and ~Cerra-chan a lot recently. Thank you both very much for keeping me sane ^_^

As for the rest of my friends, I hope to pull out of this funk and change. For the better.

Until then, take care

-TN

^{"There's a hole in the world like a great black pit
And it's filled with people who are filled with shit
and the vermin of the world inhabit it."
-Sweeney Todd}