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So, its back to the big old city of Mount Vernon tomorrow. And I'm actually excited. Not that I don't love Effingham and all of its inhabitants (What are you talking about? I'm not being sarcastic. Promise.) but I miss Mount Vernon, believe it or not. I miss having something to do other than mindless tasks day in and day out. I miss seeing everyone and I miss my independence. Love the family, but I understand why you're supposed to move out at eighteen.
So the plan is to go back, get some financial stuff taken care of Wednesday. (Oh, big news, I'm looking at laptops and credit cards. And I'm only almost 21 years old. Geez.) Classes start Thursday, don't know when I'll start back to work because I have an appointment Thursday afternoon, but at least by Friday I'll be back at work. Spend the weekend calming my roommate down (she's already stressed and the semester hasn't even started. typical Tab, gotta love her.) with a marathon of all the shows she had me tape over the break. A nice day off Monday and then its back to normal come Tuesday. Isn't life grand?
So the plan is to go back, get some financial stuff taken care of Wednesday. (Oh, big news, I'm looking at laptops and credit cards. And I'm only almost 21 years old. Geez.) Classes start Thursday, don't know when I'll start back to work because I have an appointment Thursday afternoon, but at least by Friday I'll be back at work. Spend the weekend calming my roommate down (she's already stressed and the semester hasn't even started. typical Tab, gotta love her.) with a marathon of all the shows she had me tape over the break. A nice day off Monday and then its back to normal come Tuesday. Isn't life grand?