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So these days I'm finding myself *really* wanting to move out and get along with my own life.
It's a good thing and a bad thing.
The good thing about wanting to do it is that it's really the first time that I've wanted to. I'm itching to get out of here and buy my own food and decorations and stuff.
Decorations! Holy hell do I want to just go out and buy an entire apartment's worth of decorations. And not just posters and doo-dads, I mean like necessary things that one fills up an abode with! I want to buy forks! I want to buy whisks that look like eggs! I want to buy everything in the home section of Goodwill!
Back to where I left off: this is the first time I've really wanted to get out and strike it out on my own. Before I went to Japan, I didn't really care one way or the other because I was on my own a lot of the time anyway. It was kind of like having the ultimate apartment - dad payed the bills and bought food, I hung out by myself and decorated seasonally.
Nowadays I feel like a teenager again. We're living with Gram and Pap, and I can't remember them ever being this irritating. And it's terrible to say that! But it's true. They're deaf and they're ever-so-slightly mentally slow (yay old age!) and because they're very old they rely on me and dad to do almost anything/everything for them.
Which includes the complaining (oh god the complaining!) "Why'd you bring that damn cat here?" "When are you gonna get your shit out of my garage?" "Don't you bring your shit up here, throw it out." This is only the stuff from my grampa, gram doesn't really complain.
But then there's my aunt (night)Mare. Dear lord, I've never met anyone so egotistical and perfectionist in my life! And I'm met a lot of egotistical bastards in my life. She loves to pretend that she lives here and leave us passive-aggressive notes about not putting clothes on top of the dryer and outright yelling at us that we shouldn't have brought that damn cat because the house smells like piss now (not really...?)
Yes, we're grateful for everything she does for gram, but if she tries to butt into my life anymore I'm going to punch her in the fucking teeth.
So, the bad thing about wanting to move out is, well, I just spent a year in Japan, and I wasn't able to find work while there (and even if I had, it would've gone to food costs/rent/plane tickets/etc.)
So I'm broke.
I have a job now (and I really like it! It's fun! And my managers are epic!), but because I'm also a full-time student it's only netting me around $280 per pay. Which is every two weeks. Which is definitely not enough for rent.
So, all right, take out a student loan! That'll pay rent for the year. And then I have to pay it back plus like a bajillion dollars extra in interest.
The other thing is that if I do rent somewhere, I really don't want to share a room with someone. I have an offer to move in with a friend, and rent would only be $300 a month, but we'd have to share a room. Granted, she claims it's a *big* room, but even so - the lack of privacy gets to me.
I wish I could do as some of my other friends have managed - rope 3 other friends in and get an entire (teeny-tiny) house. And they're not paying that much more than my other friend - about $400-$450 per month? And I think that includes utilities. And they're right next to campus and they're near the busline and argh D:<
So this is my major issue for the days ahead.
It's a good thing and a bad thing.
The good thing about wanting to do it is that it's really the first time that I've wanted to. I'm itching to get out of here and buy my own food and decorations and stuff.
Decorations! Holy hell do I want to just go out and buy an entire apartment's worth of decorations. And not just posters and doo-dads, I mean like necessary things that one fills up an abode with! I want to buy forks! I want to buy whisks that look like eggs! I want to buy everything in the home section of Goodwill!
Back to where I left off: this is the first time I've really wanted to get out and strike it out on my own. Before I went to Japan, I didn't really care one way or the other because I was on my own a lot of the time anyway. It was kind of like having the ultimate apartment - dad payed the bills and bought food, I hung out by myself and decorated seasonally.
Nowadays I feel like a teenager again. We're living with Gram and Pap, and I can't remember them ever being this irritating. And it's terrible to say that! But it's true. They're deaf and they're ever-so-slightly mentally slow (yay old age!) and because they're very old they rely on me and dad to do almost anything/everything for them.
Which includes the complaining (oh god the complaining!) "Why'd you bring that damn cat here?" "When are you gonna get your shit out of my garage?" "Don't you bring your shit up here, throw it out." This is only the stuff from my grampa, gram doesn't really complain.
But then there's my aunt (night)Mare. Dear lord, I've never met anyone so egotistical and perfectionist in my life! And I'm met a lot of egotistical bastards in my life. She loves to pretend that she lives here and leave us passive-aggressive notes about not putting clothes on top of the dryer and outright yelling at us that we shouldn't have brought that damn cat because the house smells like piss now (not really...?)
Yes, we're grateful for everything she does for gram, but if she tries to butt into my life anymore I'm going to punch her in the fucking teeth.
So, the bad thing about wanting to move out is, well, I just spent a year in Japan, and I wasn't able to find work while there (and even if I had, it would've gone to food costs/rent/plane tickets/etc.)
So I'm broke.
I have a job now (and I really like it! It's fun! And my managers are epic!), but because I'm also a full-time student it's only netting me around $280 per pay. Which is every two weeks. Which is definitely not enough for rent.
So, all right, take out a student loan! That'll pay rent for the year. And then I have to pay it back plus like a bajillion dollars extra in interest.
The other thing is that if I do rent somewhere, I really don't want to share a room with someone. I have an offer to move in with a friend, and rent would only be $300 a month, but we'd have to share a room. Granted, she claims it's a *big* room, but even so - the lack of privacy gets to me.
I wish I could do as some of my other friends have managed - rope 3 other friends in and get an entire (teeny-tiny) house. And they're not paying that much more than my other friend - about $400-$450 per month? And I think that includes utilities. And they're right next to campus and they're near the busline and argh D:<
So this is my major issue for the days ahead.