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It feels like a-somebody-died-day. Not so much at the moment, though.
Last night when I was on the phone with Kristy, I was talking to my mother about moving into this nice house. I'd be in walking distance of work and the bus stop. There's an apartment in the back that we could rent out to Kristy because she needs to be away from her parents. But anyway, she said no because we couldn't afford it. It would cost twice as much as our current 'house' and if our current house didn't sell, then we'd be screwed for having to pay both of them.
It was disappointing. I asked her if I could move in with Vince. She immediately said no, although I told her I'd give her money every month still. She said that I'm stuck living in this house.
So I'm going to get my permit as soon as possible. From what I've heard, I'll only have the permit until my birthday. On my birthday, I can get my actual license. Hey, maybe then I could have a life.
She should be happy I'm in college.