Aug 13, 2005 14:13
So I'm moving again. Story of my life. From home. towers. home. forbes hall. chesterfield. bouquet. zulema. and now welsford. Seven moves and it's probably my least favorite thing to do everrrr. Thank goodness we decided to move only 50 feet this time. I havent started packing and I'm moving tomorrow. Oh well.
We're so excited to not have to worry about all of our food being eaten. I've given up on hiding my toiletries. I'm out of here in a couple days and will only have to support my own cleanliness. Yay for living with all girls on Welsford. The word on the street is also that one of the past residents left her couch there and we can have it. Very good deal.
Scott is coming to Ellwood for the first time tomorrow to help me pick up my bed, dresser, futon, etc in his truck. I'm a little nervous to show him Ellwood. It's a crappy little town if you just scan it. Oh well. Scott has been amazing. Everyone who has met him has sung his praises like whoa. The friends have been planning the wedding in front of us... or planning their wedding with Scott. Either way, I cant believe I've only known him for less than 6 weeks and he's made me -almost- the happiest I've ever been. It's going to be weird when school starts and we're both busy and maybe wont see each other every single day. It's so weird going 24 hours without him. Ugh.. I dont want to become one of those girls who is attached at the hip to their boyfriend. At least he fits in too perfectly with every group of friends he's met.
Doreen and I always said that as we sat in Bouquet thinking about our perfect men, they were sitting somewhere else thinking about meeting girls like us. I found mine.
/pathetic girl post