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So when I moved into New Leonardtown at school about a week ago it was probably the last time I will move out of the house I've lived in my almost 20 years (the turning 20 thing is also crazy, but not the point). I've talked about this before, but my parents are selling the house I grew up in sometime between "now and next summer", but they plan to be all moved out and sold by the time I'm out of school. So that means that it was probably the last time I will really live with my parents, which is crazy. As of now, I believe the plan is for me to get an apartment in College Park and move out of here into there. And as of now I think Jer is planning on living there with me, which would be cool.
Senior year I was so sure that I was ready to be independent and live on my own asap. I was never really homesick last year, for the most part that is. I think I handled the few additional responsibilies that I gained from being off at college, but the closer I get to actually living on my own and having to be a fully functioning adult, the less sure I am that I am ready for it. I mean I feel like I could definitely do it, since I basically am now in my campus apartment, and I don't really talk to my parents about much like that would make me rely on them emotionally. Some say thats weird, including them, but whatever it's how I am.
I dunno, not sure where I was/am going with this, it all feels like half thoughts, sorry.
Anyway, so in my 10am Math class today, my second lecture, I was already very confused haha. This semester is gonna be rough I'm feeling, but I'm not worried cause I'm not gonna stress about grades. I'm just gonna do my best and if its not good enough for someone fuck them. haha.
one more class in a few so until later (I'm gonna to try to keep this regular updating thing going).