Apr 21, 2008 23:28
To start off:
I do not regret deciding to take a year away from (serious) college. I will have time to concentrate on really diving into photography, making music (learning keyboard and guitar, hopefully), doing community theater (or better, if I can audition into larger shows), and attacking some of the other art projects I've had in mind for awhile. I'm taking a breather and am happy that I decided to do so. I know my limits and I know when I'm about to burn out (which is what would happen if I went straight into college no matter what I studied).
But...
I need to get my license,
I need to get a job,
I need to get a car,
and...
I need a place to live.
So here's the story:
My mom has been out of work for a couple of months --she's doing some work on the side right now, but it's not full-time or full-pay.
Our lease at our apartments runs out in July, and my mom has decided that she's not signing for another year. Her boyfriend (of five years) lives in San Francisco, and they want to move to somewhere in between here and there and rent a house. She keeps saying that there's more than us to consider, but there are three of us (my mom, sister, and myself) and one of Floyd (my mom's bf). Really, the only thing holding them back from renting here is the commute to the City (where they're both working right now).
My plan to take this time off before college did not entail moving.
And Eliza said that she's not going to try another long-distance relationship (out of state or out of town -- it doesn't make much of a difference when you can't see each other).
I will do anything to hold on to my Love. I really believe in us, and I'm not going to let what we have fall apart because of this shitty predicament. (Especially since I wasn't planning on leaving for another year in the first place...)
So...
I'm not leaving Pleasanton.
I'm not leaving Eliza.
A while ago, my sister signed up on the waiting list for the apartments over by BART (technically in Dublin, but it's right there) --they're low-income units (my sister said $700-$900, last time she checked).
She said that if she gets the chance to rent there, I can move in with her.
I would sign for that in a heartbeat.
But I can't rely on that.
I'm going to look for people who might want to pull together and rent with me.
Or find another low-income place nearby.
It wasn't supposed to work like this.
I'm scared.
I'm doubtful.
I'm disappointed.
And I'm not looking forward to dealing with this.
But I am passionate and I won't stop fighting for what I believe in and love with all my heart.
I hope she's just as willing to fight for this.
I'm not giving up.
Warrior with a cause,
~S.W.S.
(PS: Don't make me justify my decision to not go straight to college -- it's just something I need to do -- I am motivated for the future, but I can't attack it prematurely.)
Wish me luck.