May 15, 2007 03:40
My boyfriend has decided he's going to help get me out of my house within the next two years. We're going to start putting aside as much money as we can from paychecks and such to save up enough to move out and be secure, wherever we end up.
I'm so excited I can hardly contain myself... though I'll have to, for quite a while. This is going to take a lot of time, hard work, and money. But it's what we've decided to do, and I hope it works out.
Once I leave, I can never come back here; we both know that, and he won't let me. This is why we have to plan everything exactly right... failure isn't an option. I know we can do it, though, and that's the most exciting part.
Just a few more years until I'm out of here. By the way, Mom, you're probably not invited to my wedding.
I can't wait to take control of my life. I can't even imagine what it'll be like.