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I'm moving into my apartment the 19th of this month. With michael and his two college friends matt and katie. We've been hanging out a bit lately, and they are so nice. I'm so excited! I'm going to find a decent job in rochester or victor... or something. and keep my job at lakeview as relief staff. My parents are getting back from their cruise tonight, and they are aware of my moving situation. They just aren't okay with cosining because they figure if I am old enough to move out on my own, then I should be old enough to have my own line of credit. fuck credit.
I'm excited.
On a side note, my anxiety is coming back pretty strong. I'm guessing it's due to me draining myself of energy between working 40 + hours a week, finishing up with school, worrying about the apartment situation, and all that jazz. This morning I was deathly sick, I might be over reacting a little, but mike took my temperature and he was concerned because it was I think 93.5. and I was ice cold, pale, and clammy. So he rushed me into the shower, gave me excedrine and lemonade. It was scary. I don't know if it's because lack of sleep, lack of nutrition, or something totally different. I just hope it doesn't ever happen again.
I'm excited.
On a side note, my anxiety is coming back pretty strong. I'm guessing it's due to me draining myself of energy between working 40 + hours a week, finishing up with school, worrying about the apartment situation, and all that jazz. This morning I was deathly sick, I might be over reacting a little, but mike took my temperature and he was concerned because it was I think 93.5. and I was ice cold, pale, and clammy. So he rushed me into the shower, gave me excedrine and lemonade. It was scary. I don't know if it's because lack of sleep, lack of nutrition, or something totally different. I just hope it doesn't ever happen again.