It appears that I have a job now, at the Butterfly Menagerie Teahouse as a waitress. Today will be my first, actual workday and I am quite nervous. My training went rather well last weekened, but you can never be too sure about these sort of things.

I also have a new roommate. His name is Edwin and he has proven to be extremely curious and attached to me, much to my surprise. He will actually follow me from room to room and he very much enjoys resting between my feet, something that I did not expect a rabbit to do. It is a strange feeling, being loved this much from someone who depends on me as much as Edwin does. I cannot wait to see how his personality continues to develop.

And seeing as I have not updated since Thanksgiving, I just waned everyone to know that the holiday was spent in an almost omnipresent silence. I did not spend it alone either, if that is what you are thinking. Hopefully Christmas won't be as bad.

... I was thinking of maybe buying Edwin something for Christmas, now that I mention it. Are there actual toys tailored to bunnies?

If the decorations strewn throughout the city are anything to go by, Thanksgiving is coming up. And to be perfectly honest, I am still undecided on what I want to do that day (if anything at all). I suspect that my brother will call, most likely when I will be out of the apartment and unable to answer the phone, to invite me home for dinner. Whether I go or not is up in the air at the moment, because what is the point of moving out if you cannot even spend the holidays on your own? Though, it would be nice to have company every once and awhile...

Oh, and before I forget. Kurama, was it? I'd like to thank you once more for the gardenias. They are gorgeous. I put them on a small table near one of my windows, if you are curious. They seem to be doing just fine.

This place is a lot more… peaceful than I had originally anticipated. It is almost deafeningly quiet here, and as much as I hate to admit it, it bothers me. It is rare and unusual that I find myself feeling lonesome, as I’d usually prefer to be on my own, but this has gotten somewhat unbearable. At least when I was home, my brother was there for me to have conversations with, albeit they were both brief and infrequent. Now I find myself talking to my rabbit stuffed animals as I walk from room to room, hoping they will respond back when I’m not looking. I think all the midterms and chronic reading assignments have affected my brain somehow…

Halloween is coming up quick, in any case. I finally decided what costume I will be wearing to the event and cannot wait to see what everyone else dresses up as. The fact that I will be seeing some old friends of mine is what excites me the most, though I have a feeling that they have not changed much. It will be nice, either way. I’d like to catch up with them.

I think I will go out to a nice restaurant tomorrow. It will help ease my mind. Not only that, but I should give myself a treat every one and awhile – especially after all the food I picked up at the grocery store last time.

I'm debating on whether or not I should return home for a small while, or at least until this illness clears off. It doesn't appear as if I'd benefit from staying here, while this... thing spreads. The last thing I need is to be sick.

Of course, leaving isn't all that easy. I cannot just abandon school. There is a small project for my Art Appreciation class due by the end of this week, and I don't want to give the wrong impression if I am not there to present it. Not only that, but my brother would probably think less of me if I returned home now. Sickness surrounding my area or not, I've only been away for a week. I'm stronger than that.

I am curious as to all who has not caught this virus yet. I have spoken with a small handful of others, but is there anyone else who still remains healthy? Maybe we should all hideout somewhere, escaping the disease. Doesn't that usually work for the people in movies?

I have fully moved into the apartment, at last. In other words, I am going to disregard the few dress garments and rabbit stuffed animals sprinkled across my bed for now. The gratification of "being on my own" is so uplifting that I could honestly care less about their curent placement. At home, I was just as independent, but now I don't have an older brother checking up on me sporadically. It's like a breath of fresh air - I wanted to get away from that house and that lifestyle for awhile, and I think this is a fine adjustment.

I am curious as to what is in store for me here. I am not quite sure how to approach any of the other residents just yet, if I ever do. I've seen late night movies that would caution me to keep my distance. Not only that, but I want to keep my head in the right place and stay focused on my studies at the University. I cannot let myself fool around so carelessly.

So far, I'm doing fine.